"Is that so?" Mo Jingyao's voice gently asked Yu se, which was quite different from the voice that ordered to slap people in the mouth.

Listen to is the Mo 1 and Mo 2 collective lips corner twitch for a while, this is they always high cold Mo little?

It's a little greasy.

It seems that the legend of Mo Shao's spring heart sprouting is true.

It's true at all.

The object of Mo Shaochun's heart is the metaphor around him.

"Well." Yuse nodded, she is always an honest girl, she does not lie, she also disdains to lie.

"Where did I hit you?" Mo Jingyao's voice continues to be gentle, and at the same time, his brows are locked to examine the body of metaphor again.

In my eyes, it's all worry.

It's as if if if he could see where the metaphor hurt, he would be able to break it apart.

"Belly."

"How many times?"

"Five or six."

"Stop." After hearing Yu SE's reply, Mo Jingyao stopped the performance.

The sound is a little monotonous.

It's better to increase the atmosphere.

Yu Mo breathes a sigh of relief and praises Yu Yan directly. If Yu Yan doesn't give up her mother, their two sisters and father will continue to follow her.

Mo Jingyao's eyes fell on Chen Meishu's face, "take off the tape from her mouth."

The man in black took it off.

Chen Meishu immediately became angry, "Yu Yan, you are still not my own daughter. What are you talking about? Yu se is my own. I'm not willing to beat her in the stomach. I don't have it."

"Yes, you did." This time, Yu Mo testifies to Yu Yan, but at the same time, she winks at Chen Meishu, "Mom, you can recognize it. Yu se is still there. Who's beating her? Don't you know? Is that what you can do if you want to

So, in such a moment, Chen Meishu was betrayed by her two daughters, "Yumo Yuyan, you are against the sky, Jing An, look at me. I gave birth to two ungrateful children for you. If I knew they were like this, I might as well strangle them when I was born."

"It's my metaphor. It's none of Mei Shu's business." Yu Jingan at the end of the line finally opens his mouth. After many years of marriage, Chen Meishu works for Yu's company. As a man, he can't let Chen Meishu be beaten.

It is estimated that Mo Jingyao will return to Chen Meishu ten or even dozens of times according to how many times he has been beaten.

With his voice, Chen Mei Shu finally stopped crying, and then got up tremblingly, "uncle, are you in the metaphor of witchcraft, she will use witchcraft, she used witchcraft, you can't help but listen to her words, take it out for her? Otherwise, you can't take a fancy to her airfield body, which is not full of flesh. Uncle, wake up. You can't be possessed by her witchcraft and cheated by her. "

"Little color knows witchcraft? Let me see. " Do not want to, Mo Jingyao heard here, not only do not doubt the metaphor, on the contrary, actually is the lips light hook smile looked at the metaphor.

That smile Rong Dun when he a handsome face hook incomparably vivid good-looking.

Yu Mo and Yu Yan have been stunned.

They've never seen such a good-looking man.

It's so cool to kill those male stars directly.

Mo Yi and Mo Er follow Mo Jingyao's voice and are also stunned.

This seems to be the first time they see Mo Jingyao smiling.

Once upon a time, they thought Mo Jingyao couldn't laugh.

It turned out that he was laughing like this.

Actually, it was not feminine at all. On the contrary, it dissipated the coldness of his body, and it was a little bit of the smell of fireworks in the world.

Yu se curled his lips. "I didn't use witchcraft. It's their own sin. It's none of my business."

"Well, Xiaose said it's no witchcraft, so it's no witchcraft." Mo Jingyao patted her little hand, "feel again, is there any discomfort in the stomach?"

Yu se shook his head, "No." She disdains to lie.

Mo Jingyao first looks at Yu Jingan this time. Just when Chen Meishu thinks that he wants to order someone to hit Yu Jingan in the stomach, Mo Jingyao suddenly points to her and says, "hit her in the stomach, how many times do you want to do."

"Yes, Mo Shao." As soon as Mo finishes, she kicks Chen Meishu in the stomach. Chen Meishu makes five or six metaphors. According to Mo Jingyao's habit of dealing with people, it's an integral multiple. Sixty can only be more than or less..

"Ah," a scream, and then, Chen Mei Shu's body directly flew into the wine cabinet behind.

The wine bottles on the wine cabinet fell down, and two of them fell directly on Chen Meishu's head, bleeding.

Yu SE's hand was tight. She had never seen such a bloody scene before. She could not help holding Mo Jingyao's finger.

The man held her little finger in the palm of his hand, as if to say "don't be afraid.".

Then, metaphor is really not afraid.Over there, Chen Meishu has already cried, "Mingming Jing'an says that he has hit yuse's stomach. Uncle, why me?"

"Does Mrs. Yu really want to taste the consequences of lying? If so, I don't mind at all. "

His sentence seems to be said to Yu se, which is low and soft, but Chen Meishu is a bit creepy. Then, he climbs to Yu Se and Mo Jingyao, "Mo Shao, please forgive me. I'm wrong. I shouldn't blame Yu se for my stomachache."

After begging Mo Jingyao, she asked Yu se again, "Xiao se, I'm your mother. My stomach is still aching. It's killing me. So is Yu Yan. Your father's head is also aching. You can see that we've lived together for more than ten years. Let's get rid of witchcraft quickly. I really can't stand the pain."

It's a stomachache, it's a slap in the face, and then it's just kicked into the wine cabinet. Now, Chen Meishu looks like a madman. She has no arrogance in the past. She's been counselled.

"Xiaose said that if she didn't use witchcraft, she didn't use witchcraft. When she was ill, she went to the hospital. However, you beat Xiaose five times, and then you retaliated. It's far from over. Mo Yi, go on."

Ink a long leg two steps to walk in the past, raise a foot to want to kick Chen Meishu again.

At this time, Yu Jingan rushed up and stood in front of Chen Meishu, "Xiao se, it's mom and dad who are wrong. Dad apologized to you here, so please forgive your mom this time."

Seeing Yu Jing'an like this, I don't forget to protect my wife.

Yu se frowned, and suddenly it was tasteless. He put his little hand around Mo Jingyao's neck and said in a soft voice, "let's go. I want to go back to school."

"No way." Don't want to, Mo Jing Yao seems to be sitting on this sofa addicted, don't agree.

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