Tang Zhen was anxious, thinking that Fang Shishi had nothing to do with him, regardless of the blockade of Yu Mengqin, forcibly rushed over. (8) "Δ(一)中文网WwW. 『81.Zw. COM

"Not allowed to see!" Lou Mengqin shouted.

Tang Hao has already seen it clearly, and he is relieved, but he can't smile. The original big bed is full of jade body, and the two pairs of white flowers and flowers are stretched out of the quilt, and they are entangled together. It is really a nosebleed scene.

There is no doubt that the nightmare has been misunderstood.

Seeing her daughter and another girl lying on the bed, she must have thought that Tang Yan had been sleeping with them both last night and had a trip to the trio.

Fang Shishi and Linger were also woken up, and opened their sleepy cheeks, especially the poetry of Fang Shishi, ruddy, spring-light venting, so lazy and infinitely revealing the infinite style, obviously it was moisturized.

As a person who came over, Qiu Mengqin would be unclear, but he was convinced of his own judgment. She hated the iron and smashed the poems of the poems and shouted: "Poetry, come over!"

Fang Shishi was sleepy, rubbed his eyes and asked in confusion: "Mom, how come you?"

"You are still very embarrassed to ask, how do you not be ashamed of this?" The eyes of Meng Mengqin are all red, and they have a hard time to bring their daughters to the ages in the past 20 years. That is the standard of the daughter of the golden lady, the ladies of the ladies, how did this become like this?

Fang Shishi was confused and had not reacted yet, but Tang Yin had already realized it and quickly explained: "Auntie, not what you think."

"I have seen the wrong code with my own eyes? Tang Yan, when you are young, why don't you learn well? Don't think that you can play with girls with a little skill."

Don Juan can't smile, this big hat is too embarrassing to buckle down, where to play with the girl.

"Master, who is she, so noisy, noisy Linger can't sleep." Linger squinted and asked like a spoiled.

"Master?" Meng Mengqin's eyes widened again. Is this a role-playing game? It’s said that the old lady is so old and has never played this.

Isn't this a playful girl?

The evidence is conclusive, and the nightmare anger is raging, and I can’t wait to take care of Tang’s life.

Fang Chongguo also went to the door and glanced at him. His face became extraordinarily serious. He said: "Poetry, wear clothes, speak out."

boom!

The door was directly closed by the nightmare, and you can hear the sound of wearing clothes inside.

"Don Juan, are you coming over to me?" cried Meng Mengqin.

Tang Yan grievances to the two people, what is this, I have nothing to do, this is too damn.

"You are too ridiculous." Fang Chongguo could not help but say.

"I..." Tang Hao had not had time to speak, and saw Tang Dahai came out.

"Small, what happened?"

"Grandpa, how are you getting up?"

"Father, hello." Fang Chongguo got up and greeted the Tanghai Sea. Although he was also angry with Tang, he still maintained enough respect for Tang Dahai.

"The two are?" When they look at each other, they are not ordinary people. Tang Dahai can't help but be cramped and ask carefully.

Meng Mengqin is about to anger at Tang Yin, but Tang Yan’s uncle has a glimpse of her. She has a sigh of relief in her heart, and she has swallowed her mouth without a reason.

"They are the parents of poetry." Tang Yan softly introduced.

Tang Haihai was shocked: "Oh, distinguished guests, distinguished guests, Xiaoyan, what are you doing here, hurry to greet the guests, the food at home is not enough, I will go shopping for food first, you should sit down and take yourself. Family."

Tang Dahai was busy, Tang Yan wanted to persuade, but stopped again, let Grandpa go out, he could explain it, otherwise he would definitely worry.

Fang Chongguo’s knowledge broke Tang’s mind and he did not discourage it.

When the old man left home, Fang Chongguo’s face sank again and said seriously: “Tang Hao, we are not against you and love poetry, but we can’t be so ridiculous. Although our family is not a big name, it’s not Hu. People, you..."

Before he finished, Fang Shishi got dressed and came out. He whispered, "Dad, what are you doing?"

She is also a wise man. Afterwards, she finally wants to understand why her parents are so angry. Seeing Tang Yan being defamed, she is distressed.

"Poetry, don't interrupt, listen to your dad," said Meng Mengqin.

"You listen to me, you have misunderstood, not what you think." Fang Shishi anxiously defended.

"Seeing it with your own eyes, can you misunderstand? You should not cover him."

Fang Shishi hated and screamed, and said with a red face: "Why don't you believe your daughter, it is really mad."

Tang Yan took a breath and said, "Uncle, aunt, I know what you think, you really misunderstood, you look at the sand, I slept here alone last night."

The two looked at the sand, and there were quilts, and there were traces of someone who had slept. In the previous urgency, both of them ignored this.

"You really don't have three people sleeping together?" Yu Mengqin asked half-heartedly.

"Mom, what are you talking about, how can we be that kind of person?" Fang Shishi was blushing and couldn't wait to find a seam to drill down.

Don’t cough with a sigh of relief, didn’t he still have such a jealous thought last night? If you do that, then it will be caught today.

"Who is that girl?" Meng Mengqin asked again. "Why did she call him the master?"

"Master, Linger, is it wrong again?" The voice fell, and Linger came out with uneasiness and cautiously asked.

This voice has made the nightmare play a big hit. It is really this title that is too uncommon in today's society.

"Linger, you are advanced, it is not your business."

"Oh, okay, what is the name of Linger, master." Linger smashed the drowning eyes of Tang, and returned to the room with relief.

"Where is he going to abduct such a beautiful girl?" Meng Mengqin also had to admit that Linger is really beautiful, and has an aura.

"It's not abduction. It's hard to say a word. It's not what you think." Fang Shishi explained it, and said directly.

Seeing her daughter to protect Tang Yan, and the other party is not thinking of it, the anger of Meng Mengqin has gradually come down, saying: "Poetry poetry, you are back to Chang Heng, why not go home, run his house to live, how to become a system This is not to let others poke the backbone and gossip?"

"This is what I proposed, so that I can protect poetry." Tang Yan rushed.

"Do you mean that poetry and poetry will be dangerous?" Fang Chongguo and Qi Mengqin changed their faces in unison.

Previously, they thought that Tang Hao had solved the crisis and that her daughter would no longer be in danger. It turned out to be no such thing.

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"Auntie, I don't want to do this, but you can rest assured that I promise not to let anyone hurt poetry."

"Are you guaranteed? I know that you are very powerful. Is the other party eating a meal? In the past few days, I have been making such a big noise in Changheng. You should not think that we don't know that you are, you are single-handed, the other is an organization. Is the country, have you fought them?"

"They are not as strong as you said. I don't have as much power as you think. Poetry is my woman. I will protect it. This is my responsibility and obligation." Tang Yan said categorically.

"You... arrogant."

"Mom, can't you say a few less words?" Fang Shi's poems are straightforward.

"I don't say a few words, you have to believe that you can't keep your life. No, you have to go back with me. I don't care what the other person is. Don Juan, I tell you, you have to solve this trouble. If poetry really There are three long and two short, and I will not let you go."

The nightmare is really anxious.

"Dad, you advised Mom to say two sentences, not as serious as she said. Tang Yan is very powerful and can solve this trouble." Fang Shishi said anxiously.

Fang Chongguo was indifferent, and he had to re-examine his daughter's boyfriend. Is he really suitable to be with his daughter?

He doesn't care about his business. He cares most about his daughter's safety. If Tang Yan really threatens his daughter's safety, he doesn't mind doing a good job.

"Don Juan, we will protect our daughters. During this time, you should not come to her for the time being, wait until you solve the troubles." Fang Chongguo said.

"Dad, you can't do this, you can't break me and Don Juan."

"I am not breaking up you, but testing his ability and responsibility as a man. If he is a man, he can't protect his woman, but he talks about what love and love. This kind of person is a coward, the daughter of our Chongguo. Will never marry such a coward." Fang Chongguo righteous words are strictly stated.

"He is not a coward, he is a hero in the sky." Fang Shishi retorted.

"That will prove to everyone."

Tang Yan did not rush to express his position, but repeatedly chewed this sentence, and had to admit that as a mature man, Fang Chongguo did not say anything wrong.

A man can't protect his woman, which is no different from a coward.

Moreover, the situation is special now, and I have to deal with Xing Feng, and it is impossible to let poetry and poetry take risks.

Instead, letting him stay with his parents may be the smallest goal and will be safer.

"Uncle, I agree with what you said, I will prove it to you, I am a man who stands on the ground, you will bring it back, but you must protect her." Tang said.

"No!" Fang Shishi immediately retorted.

"Poetry, obedient." Tang Yan advised.

"I want to face difficulties with you."

Tang Xiao smiled and licked her head and said, "Trust me, I can solve these troubles, you have confidence in me."

Looking at Tang Yan's firm eyes, Fang Shishi knew that his mind had been decided, and he said that no matter how much it was useless, so he compromised.

Fang Chongguo and Qi Mengqin looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh. The daughter grew up and did not listen to their words. As for the parents, they could not help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

Hey!

The knock on the door sounded, and a voice came in from the door: "Is this the home of Don Juan?"