Chapter 939: Eight lifetimes of mould

Mo Boyuan wanted to pull the stinky boy over and beat him up:
"I said if you didn't drink it, you didn't drink it, Mo Zhining, you feel itchy, right?"
Uh uh~
Suddenly, the little man hid behind his mother:
"Dad, you are angry into anger!" Still not forgetting to provoke.
Jiang listened to Xu's belief in what someone said. After all, this man seemed to have never lied to himself.
There may be, but I haven't found it so far.
Kneeling down, rubbed his son's little face:
"Well, it's time to wash, stop making trouble."
The little man obediently followed his aunt to take a bath:
"Mom, Ningning will be well soon."
"it is good!"
Finally, the obnoxious kid finally went upstairs, and Mo Boyuan looked at the woman in front of him aggrievedly:
"My wife, don't listen to that stinky boy. I really didn't drink. Tan Yiming was outside to drank his sorrows. This is the smell of alcohol. Really, you can ask Tang Wei or Cao Chi if you don't believe it.
Jiang Tingxu's face shakes uncontrollably twice:
"I see, you hurry up and take a bath."
Alcoholic, and I don’t know how much wine Mr. Tan, who was hurt by love, drank?
Someone's alcohol is so heavy, it's no wonder that his son repeatedly stinks when he enters the door!
After being rejected by his son and his wife one after another, Master Mo went to the bathroom very resentfully.
On the other side, after successfully sending the drunk and dead pig-like man to the hotel room, a male waiter was guarded by him, and Su Muxue took Uncle Qi and left.
This meeting also returned to Su’s house. Su’s father and Su’s mother did not sleep:
"I'm back? Why have you been there for so long? Wait, why is there such a big smell of alcohol?"
Su's mother's nose is a real spirit, and you can smell it far away.
Su Muxue didn't intend to say it, and she couldn't help it.
"I didn't drink. Uncle Qi can testify for me. This is the smell of alcohol from others."
other people?
The smell of others can still be on others? How close is this?
This other person, I am afraid it is not simple.
"Is that kid from the Tan family?"
When Su's mother spoke, Su's father's face turned dark.
Seeing that it was about to explode, Su Muxue quickly said:
"It's none of my business. I was tricked out by Cao Chi. He said that I left my things outside and asked me to pick them up. Then I went to know that it was a person!
Then they all left early, I can't really leave a drunk there, right?
So, I asked Uncle Qi to help send people to the hotel and then came back. "
At this time, Father Su's anger was also held back.
It really has nothing to do with the girl.
"Okay, rest early. Your mother made an appointment for tomorrow's checkup."
Well, this is but the style of parents.
Su Muxue yawned:
"I'm sleeping, Dad, Mom, good night."
After waiting for someone to go upstairs, Father Su and Mother Su looked at each other, and Father Su sighed:
"What do you think these young people like now?"
Mother Su shrugged:
"You ask me, who shall I ask?
Okay, don't worry about that much, you don't know our girl, she has a big idea! It's the kid from the Tan family, maybe he has been bad for eight lifetimes. "
Puff, Su Muxue didn't know how her parents described herself secretly.
However, Su's mother still knew her biological daughter very well, and she was indeed domineering in terms of temperament.
It was so noisy all night.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Mr. Tan, who was sent to the hotel to rest, finally woke up from alcohol. The moment he woke up, he had a headache.