Chapter 1183： The demon Langjun is a bit ruthless (70)

Chapter 1183 Demon Langjun, a bit ruthless (70)

It seems that you have forgotten what happened more than 20 years ago and regarded gu as a paper tiger.

Mingcheng, in a yard to the west, Su Qiao was circled happily by Xiao Yueer.

"Mother, is this yard really ours?"

"Of course, this was bought by the mother for real money. The yard is large, so it is convenient for us to practice martial arts."

"My mother is so nice."

Looking at the mother who was helping him make a small swing, Xiao Yueer was overjoyed.

Su Qiao smiled and praised while cutting the plank: "Little Yue'er is also very good. Help mother protects your father and grandfather very well."

Xiao Yue'er lowered his head: "Yue'er actually didn't do anything. Yue'er is too young and martial arts is too weak."

When I mention this, the more I feel a little lost.

"Yue'er has done a good job, really."

The little guy is less than six years old. He is not noisy and quiet all the way. He will comfort his grandpa and grandpa quietly, and endure it when he is hungry.

Su Qiao chased after him, but she kept the small four to look at them.

The more she watched this child, the more she liked it, and the more she watched, the more proud she became.

"The more you come, Grandpa will take you in and take a look at the room."

Papa Liu stood at the entrance of the hall and waved to Xiao Yueer.

Xiao Yueer hesitated for a moment, and ran towards grandpa.

After entering the house, he quietly pulled Grandpa's sleeve: "Grandpa, you did it on purpose?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Yue'er blinked his eyes, "Daddy and mother have not seen each other for a long time. Grandpa wants them to talk."

"You little clever ghost."

Papa Liu squeezed his little face: "Do you know you still pester your mother?"

"Drink some hot tea first and make it later."

Qi Jinghe put the tea tray on the stone table in the pavilion and greeted Su Qiao.

"it is good."

Su Qiao clapped his hands and entered the pavilion.

After drinking a cup, he poured a cup for the man: "You drink too, this time it made you suffer."

Qi Jinghe shook his head slightly, and suddenly remembered what his son said.

said he was too fierce.

Coughed a little uncomfortably, and his expression was soft and gentle: "I'm fine, you are the one who has worked hardest."

Su Qiao smiled and said, “It’s okay if I’m tired, as long as you’re okay.”

Su Qiao is so dedicated to herself, even Qi Jinghe feels that she was too fierce to her before.

"Cough cough, I boiled hot water for you, you can wash it and go to sleep, your eyes are full of red blood."

Su Qiao is indeed a little tired, but she can stand it up, "I will go to sleep after I finish this swing."

"It's okay to do it after waking up, why don't I do it?"

is just a swing. Although I haven't done it before, I believe it is not difficult.

"I'll do it again when I wake up." She did it, the little guy must be happier.

After half an hour, after waiting for a long time outside Su Qiao's bedroom, before she came out to pour water, Qi Jing and twisted his eyebrows thought about it, pushed the door and walked in.

One glance at the center of the room, the person leaning on the barrel, who is already asleep.

"Why did you fall asleep?"

The water is cold. If you sleep like this, you still can’t catch the cold?

Qi Jinghe hesitated for a moment, but blushed and walked over.

I glanced at the underwater white and delicate body, and a stream of heat rushed into his forehead.

The whole person is like cooked shrimp, red from head to toe.

He took a deep breath, took the person out of the water with some shaking hands, wiped it quickly and randomly with a cloth towel, and then stuffed it into the quilt on the bed.

"Jinghe..."

Su Qiao raised his eyelids in a daze, and when he saw that it was him, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Pulled the person down easily and drove up on one leg.

Qi Jinghe's face flushed red: "..."

took a deep breath, took another deep breath, did not dare to look down.

(End of this chapter)