Chapter 679: 2.115 routines

Chapter 679 2.115 Routine
"My son." During the carriage, a ghostly figure appeared quietly in the carriage, half-down to salute.
"Did you wipe it clean?" Qin Er's voice was cold as iron, and he asked gently.
"Yes."
Qin Er nodded his head, his gaze moved to the man's shoulder, a hint of Yin Hong was seeping through the black shirt, "Have you met someone?"
"Yes." The man grinned wide, and showed bloodthirsty in his eyes. "But those who deal with his subordinates did not end well. The injury was more severe than me. Tonight. "
Qin Er nodded slightly, and then let people leave the carriage.
Mu Xiaobao, provokes this son, just want to run so irresponsibly?
The tea cup with two fingertips was suddenly wiped into a piece of powder.
That's impossible!
Qiaomu reached out and rubbed his little itchy nose, and even Molian grabbed it in the palm and rubbed it.
"cool?"
What a cold, she is a mysterious master! It was cold in winter, where could it be so cold to her.
It doesn't matter if you wear a single coat!
But if she really wore a single out, not to mention the prince, first of all she would be kept thinking about it by her father and mother.
Early in the morning after snow, there are still a lot of people on the street.
The two strolled aimlessly for a while on the street, quietly enjoying the slow flow of time.
It ’s just that it ’s not a long time. A cry broke the tranquility on the street. Pedestrians rushed to avoid it, mixed with yelling and whip sounds, accompanied by the crying and shouting of women, and soon made the chicken flying on the street jump .
The prince lowered his head and took out a piece of communication jade charm from his sleeve. When his fingertips saw the small characters appearing on it, his face sank slightly. "Qiao Qiao, I want to go back to the courthouse and take you back first."
"what happened?"
"Stay up late and get hurt."
Qiaomu raised a frown, "Will you stay up all night? May I go with you?"
The Prince stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "It would be better if you go together! How can I forget that my Qiao Qiao is not only a master, but medical skills are even better."
"May I know where the pavilion is?" Qiao Mu blinked.
"What stupid thing to say. I don't have any secrets in front of you. I just want to know what I'm asking. And, you are the master of the night club, where can't you go?" The Prince squeezed her little hand, "Go. "
Qiaomu nodded, and the two were leaving hand in hand, only to see a woman, cuddling towards them, holding a child and running towards them.
Seeing that one was about to fall on the tree, the Prince hurriedly hugged his waist, hugged his baby over, and ducked away to avoid the reckless woman.
So the woman hugged a child and fell down to the ground with a "snap", squeezing the child in her arms and whimpering.
"You bitch, how dare you run!" The man's scolding was mixed with the sound of a whip breaking through the air, and fell on the woman's head in an instant.
"Slap!" When the whip fell diagonally on the woman's back, the man's hand was obviously stiffened, and it seemed to be unexpected that it was so easy for the whip to go down.
The woman hugged the child, grinned with sore teeth, and rushed towards the Prince's feet with a bone, "This lady, this lady, please be kind and help our mother and son."
According to the routine, Miss Fujia will certainly be very sympathetic to their mother and son.
What do you think of facial paralysis?

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