My Previous Fraternal Twins

The man was 1.89 meters tall. He was wearing a sky blue shirt. There was a high blood mark on his left arm. The blood dripped in the grass along his fingers.

His features were handsome, but his face was morbid pale.

Most importantly, his face

Tang Ruizuo was stunned when he saw the man he had only seen in the magazine and stood in front of him at the moment.

However

Before he could react, the man in front of him fell heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

"Shut up!" Tang Ruizuo quickly turned his head and covered Tang Qimeng's mouth, then raised his eyes and looked around: "do you want to call Mommy?"

"Well, well..." Tang Qimeng raised her finger to the direction of Shi Chen, and blinked excitedly.

Yes, it's daddy!

Tang Ruizuo took away his hand covering her mouth, turned and looked at the man not far away. His eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball.

He really didn't expect to meet Daddy when he came out to pick up a ball, but he didn't have time to prepare to meet him, and he looked as if he was injured.

"I'll call Mommy." Tang Qimeng got up excitedly and turned to run back to the villa. Tang Ruizuo grabbed her arm and said, "No."

"Why?" Tang Qimeng turned to look at him, puzzled.

When Tang Qimeng saw Mo Shichen fall in front of him, all she wanted was to ask her mommy to come out and take her daddy back to the villa for a good inspection. Second, when she saw that there was blood on Mo Shichen, she was very worried that her masked Daddy would die here.

Now she was drunk by Tang Ruizuo, and her eyes were red: "Tang Ruizuo, I know you don't like Daddy, because Daddy hurts Mommy, but you can't just ignore daddy. What if he dies!"

"Who says I don't care about him." Tang Ruizuo glared at her fiercely: "let's go and see what happened to him first."

"Ah, we?"

"What are you afraid of?" Tang Ruizuo took her little hand and walked quickly to Mo Shichen.

Two little guys squat down at the same time.

Tang Qimeng put his hand on Mo Shichen's nose. Tang Ruizuo rolled his eyes: "he hasn't died yet. Look, he hurt his arm."

"Then how could he see us and fall down."

"How do I know?"

"Then why not call Mommy."

"Mommy doesn't want to see daddy right now. If she sees Daddy here, she will call 120. Don't you want to stay with daddy for a while?"

"Yes, but I don't want to. Mommy is too poor." Tang Qimeng tooted his small mouth, frowned, stared at Mo Shichen with a tangled face, and couldn't bear to see the wound on Mo Shichen's arm: "but daddy is also very poor."

Tang Ruizuo supported his chin and stared at the wound on Mo Shichen's arm for a moment. Then, the brilliance in his eyes flashed, as if he thought of something. He looked up and said to Tang Qimeng, "go back to the villa, sneak to Mommy's room and bring down the disinfectant, medical cotton, gauze and trauma medicine in the first aid box."

Tang Qimeng brightened his eyes, gestured an OK gesture, stood up and ran quickly towards the villa.

Tang Ruizuo looked at Tang Qimeng who was walking away and sighed in a complicated mood.

It's not that he doesn't like his father. He just hates his father for not protecting his mommy in time. Otherwise, his mommy wouldn't have died in a narrow escape.

He turned his head and stretched out his hand to pull Ramo Shichen's arm. He wanted to turn his body over, but he found that he couldn't move at all.

Tang Ruizuo held his strength and pushed hard again. While pushing, he said to himself, "Daddy, you're so heavy."

At this time, he pushed his body over easily. Tang Ruizuo thought his strength had turned him over. When he sat down beside him, a low voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"What did you call me just now!"

Tang Ruizuo slowly looked up and saw Mo Shichen who didn't know when to sit up. When a pair of sharp eyes stared at him, the little guy's body stiffened