Chapter 5611: If you ca n’t figure it out, call it Hu Jun.
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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker
- Zi Yunxi
- 564 characters
- 2021-01-29 05:01:45
Chapter 5611 If you ca n’t figure it out, call it Hu Jun
"Nothing to talk about, it was the liar, who was a bit miserable by Thunder. A few of us comforted him."
Qiaomu coughed, "Tell me your opinion."
"You must not cheat in the future."
Lord Guangguang nodded violently, "Yes, there is no good end to the deception. Not only will he be struck by thunder, but he will also hack all the inner things."
Qiaomu nodded, "How do you comfort the liar?"
"We beat him up."
arbor:……
Is this how you comfort people?
"Nianqin." Baby Mo's small head drilled in her arms. "The little dumpling loves the mother most. The mother kisses the little dumpling best."
"What do you mean."
"Don't be embarrassed, mother. I know that! You robbed the uncle yesterday!"
Facial paralysis looked at her son expressionlessly, "No."
Baby Mo blinked, "I've hit the uncle and told the truth."
arbor:……
This son seems a bit confused!
"Husband! Husband." She immediately thought of her son's father.
It is most appropriate for him to do such things as discipline his son.
Mo Lian was cooking soup in the house. Hearing the daughter-in-law's roar, she quickly ran out holding the spoon, "What's the matter, daughter-in-law."
Qiaomu stepped forward and put his son in his hand, "Take care of your son."
I don't want to talk to him anymore.
It's annoying to watch!
"What's the matter?" Mo Lian followed his son in one hand and glanced down at him.
Mo baby said wronged, "My mother was taken out by some small tricks, she herself became angry and angry."
"What did you disassemble?"
"It was the mother who robbed the scammer yesterday and asked the scammer to lie to me ... said it was the one who was thundered."
"Dad, I've hit the uncle to tell the truth! My mother can't cheat me." Mo Bao bulged his cheek gang. "She obviously ransacked others. She must be said to be a heavenly punishment and thundered the uncle's inner realm."
"Did your mother want the yellow material of the little dumpling?"
Mo Lian slapped him on the butt, "The materials are not yours. It's all your mother!"
Baby Mo looked pitifully at his father.
He is such a pitiful egg that his father doesn't love his mother.
Mo Lian took him a few steps, threw him to the peach blossom goddess who entered the door, and returned to the room to continue to cook soup and coax his wife away.
The little baby was lying in Chen Chen's arms, and she sang pitifully and said, "Uncle Peach Blossom. I have no money."
Peach Blossom Goddess cried like a hot potato, crying and laughing, "You are the richest child in the world, cry in front of your uncle and me! I have no money for you."
Baby Mo raised his head sadly and sorrowfully and sighed long, "My property has been confiscated by my mother. I will be destined to be a person with no penny property, and I will never be able to marry my wife." "
Peach Blossom Deity: ...
How old is your little bean bag, I'm thinking of asking my daughter-in-law.
"Why do you think of your wife?"
"Look, my father and my mother, they are together, two-to-one, I am absolutely inferior. I find a wife, isn't it two-to-two?"
Peach Blossom God couldn't bear to hit him, but still couldn't help but say, "Why don't you think about it, maybe three to one?"
Baby Mo opened her mouth in surprise, and after a while she exclaimed, "Isn't it so cruel?"
(End of this chapter)