"Kuang --"

when Mo Qijue was playing, his hand was suddenly cramped, and his club fell to the ground in an instant, and his face was pale.

The hand suddenly stopped moving.

The child nine Mo looks, some Leng Zheng, hastily goes forward to support Mo seven Jue, "Mo seven Jue, what's the matter with you? Are you all right? "

Mo Qi Jue's face turned white, and his voice was heavy, "maybe the wound has opened."

"Open the wound? Are you all right? " Tong jiumo was immediately frightened and at a loss.

Stand in situ Leng is afraid to touch Mo seven Jue.

"I'll call you 120!"

Tong jiumo said, turning to call.

The moment she turned around, her wrist was entangled with a force.

Mo seven Jue with another hand to hold her, she looked back at him, "what's the matter with you?"

"No doctor." Mo Qi Jue's face sank.

What should a doctor do for such a small matter?

"But you hurt your hand." Tong jiumo said with some entanglement.

"Minor injuries." Mo Qi Jue said.

"Child nine foam hastily supports Mo seven Jue," then I hold you to go to have a rest. "

"Well." Mo Qi Jue is supported by Tong Jiu mo.

When Mo Qi Jue sat down, Tong jiumo also calmed down, "do you want to find an on-site first-aid personnel to have a look? It's very troublesome to get hurt. "

Chi Bingqing and Mo Wujiang see Mo seven Jue after the accident, also quickly ran over.

Chi Bingqing came over and said to Mo Qijue, "OK, it's only three seconds handsome?"

Let him play tricks!

You deserve it!

Mo Qi Jue's face was slightly heavy, "Mom, your son is injured, don't you care?"

"Care about your head! I asked you to teach Mo Mo how to play, but you are playing smart Chi Bingqing said, a slap on the head of Mo seven Jue.

Mo Qijue "..."

Mo seven Jue a face of black line, very concerned about the line of sight glanced to the child nine foam.

Tong jiumo is very sensible to move his eyes, pretending that he can't see anything.

She knew that Mo Qi Jue wanted to face.

So did her son.

When she saw the beautiful little sister, she didn't dare to annoy her. Once she was angry, she would beat her son, and then the son would feel ashamed in front of the beautiful little sister.

seven looks as like as two peas.

Child nine Mo Leng Zheng under, the line of sight again fell on the Mo seven Jue's body, earnestly looked at the Mo seven Jue, the eyebrow heart tight Cu.

Looking at Mo Qijue so carefully, her outline and facial features are really similar to her son

Two people's eyes intertwined with each other, and Tong jiumo was stunned and could not move his eyes for a long time.

"Son of a bitch, why are you staring at the foam? You want to do something? " Chi Bingqing looks at Mo Qi Jue and Tong Jiu Mo looking at each other. Her backhand is a slap on Mo seven Jue.

"Si --"

Mo Qijue took a breath.

Chi Bingqing is so immortal that he just got his wound!

His face was white with pain.

"Mo Qi Jue, are you ok?" Child nine Mo see Mo seven Jue a face pale, quickly asked a.

"Mom, are you trying to murder your son?" Mo Qi Jue asked with a cold face.

"You hurt your hand, why don't you say it? How dare you play here? I told you not to follow me, you must come! Now it's all right. It's hurt! Do you deserve it? " Chi Bingqing counts his son.

Tong jiumo was sorry to put in a word, "Auntie Sorry, I made this If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have been hurt... "

Tong jiumo felt extremely sorry!

Chi Bingqing felt guilty when she saw Tong jiumo. She quickly comforted him and said, "Mo Mo, what are you talking nonsense about? Ah Jue is playing handsome. He doesn't pay attention to himself. What's wrong with you

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