Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1880: Extra: intention (11)

Chapter 1880: Fan Fan: Innocence (11)

"A sneeze! A sneeze! Damn, your father scolded Lao Tzu again!" After Qian Wanjin sneezed a few times on the third floor of Biancheng Restaurant, he rushed to the opposite boy with a green face.

"It's no use telling me this, I can't help you." Croton didn't lift his eyelids and drank at the table full of food. "Aunt Stone, don't worry about Uncle Gold, don't order so much every time you eat Let ’s see what his stomach looks like? It wo n’t be long before he has a ball. ”

"What's the bad boy saying, who has become a ball?" Qian Wanjin did not admit that there was such a dark history at that time, "Your uncle and I was called a childhood blessing! At that time, your aunt Stone was as blessed as me."

Shi Xianrou raised his eyebrows, and nodded helplessly to the eyes of the man who had seen him, "That's true, the blessing is lovely."

Can not fight the man's love of beauty.

Qian Wanjin was satisfied, waving chopsticks to grab vegetables, "croton, you have been with your uncle for several months, when did you leave and eat like this every day, the silver on your uncle can't afford you anymore, go ahead and make a living yourself, Ang . "

"Anyway, it's also the richest person in Nanling. Why do you get richer and richer?"

"Is the door opener? Do you know how hard it is to make money? Do you think that money is lost in the sky? Otherwise, you can help your uncle—"

After talking, Croton has retreated, "Ca n’t help, red beans have nothing to do with the little pot, no show, no show! Uncle you will die this heart, red beans will definitely not look smaller than her, let alone the small pot is more than her Six years younger. "

"Six years old? Female junior junior holds the BRICS, six years old, holds two BRICS!"

Croton, Shi Xianrou, "..."

"Uncle Golden, my aunt is also very nice." Croton decided to play emotional cards. The small pot is his own brother. If he was hiccupped by a stick, would he still have An Sheng?

Qian Wanjin looked up at the sky, and sighed, "Of course I know Qin Yi is very good, and I know how hard it is for her father and mother to deal with it."

The Empress Dowager and the General Qin are old women. What do the babies look like? Their stupid boy wants to come to grab someone's baby. Can Ann live?

Even if you die, the problem is that it will hurt your father and mother-his little gold, and his daughter-in-law.

That is absolutely impossible.

"Stone, it's a big deal, let the small pot hit the bachelor for a lifetime?"

Shi Xianrou, "..." nodded, son, not mother. I can't leave your father alone.

Croton watched the expressions of the two, and hung Qian Zhuang a sign in his heart—Qiang * Dogtail Grass * Zhuang.

After reaching a consensus, the couple quickly left their son's affairs behind and mentioned the business.

"How's the red bean over there?"

Croton hippie smiled, his brows pressed down, "It should be fine. Dead girl, ran to the base camp without a word, and said nothing to the family!"

How afraid of being arrested?

If it hadn't been for a bit of a tone from Yan Rongjin, they don't know where she is yet.

It's a pity that what they know is more than that. More Yan Rongjin refused to disclose it. Bai Blind called his seventh brother for so many years.

The difference in treatment is also huge.

"That's not to blame her. Things in that year were a knot in Red Bean's heart. That knot can only be opened if you personally retrieved the seven or seven." Shi Xianju said, "There isn't any news over there, so don't worry too much. There must be something Qiqi will not be silent. "

Qian Wanjin nodded, "I can only comfort myself this way."

The two next to him looked at him together, could they speak?

(End of this chapter)