
Lan Duoduo looked at the embarrassed people on the ground, and frowned, as if that was the case.
Mother Wang, kicked by Mu Mu.
“Duoduo, tell me what happened.” Junyue casually played with the golden hair of Landuo, but his handsome face was cold.
"Oh, your second wife asked me and Wang to go to the artificial lake to watch the fish. He said he wanted to pick some to go back to being raised. Then, Wang hit me and I fell."
Lan Duoduo said fifteen and ten, by the way, she grabbed his hand and stopped him from messing with her hair.
Junyue held his small hand with his back, wrapped it in his palm, placed it on his lips, and pecked gently.
I don't know why, the little flowers on the face suddenly flushed.
It's just a personal act, there's too much interaction between them and they're much more intimate than they are now.
Why this time is so different.
The servant was expressionless, as if he had not seen her, and the servants avoided their gazes.
The family doctor closed his eyes.
So he wasn't called to the doctor, but to watch them sprinkle dog food?
Lan Duoduo wanted to withdraw her hand, but Yue Yue's hand was extremely tight, and her small strength was not enough to be seen.
Lan Duoduo froze and gave up just like that.
Who made him his favorite LaCrosse.
Lacrosse hooked his lips, bent and leaned against the blooming ear, and whispered: "Very good."
Immediately raising his head, his eyes turned to Wang Ma, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and his dark eyes were cold.
“You hit it.” Every word feels cold.
The mother, who was straight, shuffled the sieve, and her back was cold.
"Master, I, I don't mean it, I, I'm Mrs Ji."
He scratched his head, begged for mercy, and even moved away from Ji Qing, wanting Jun Yue to look at Ji Qing's face and let him go.
But Junyue had never been a face-to-face person, even if he and Jun Yu had been raised by Ji Qing for two years.
Lacrosse's black eyes slightly shouted: "Are you here, press me with Mrs. Ji?"
"No, no, sir. Sir, please forgive me. I don't mean it, Mr ...."
Wang Ma had been with Ji Qing for so many years, he understood what Yue Yue was doing.
She thought Ji Qing would protect her, after all, she did a lot for Ji Qing.
But he never expected that Ji Qing would take Ji Feifei away, regardless of life or death.
"I don't care if you are intentional," he said coldly, "anyone who touches me should be prepared to bear the consequences!"
"No, sir, please, I belong to Mrs Ji, please ..."
The mother cried and begged for mercy, and her voice was sharp and loud.
Lan Duo Duo could not help frowning, and Jun Yue lowered her head and stared at her expression as much as possible.
"Pull, one hand and one leg."
He whispered.
Immediately two guards stepped forward and dragged Wang's mother who was lying on the ground.
"No, Mr ...."
The mother's voice grew increasingly distant and eventually disappeared.
"Butler, pick some fish and send it to second uncle's house."
“Yes, Sir,” the waiter bowed respectfully and immediately went to do so.
"Lacrosse, what do you mean by one hand and one leg?"
Lan Duo asked curiously.
"Little children don't need to know much."
The corner of his mouth rose, drawing a slight arch.