Chapter 937 Houmen's Cannon Fodder Children After Mother's Disappearance (40)

  Xiaowu wiped the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand and choked.

  Xiaowu used to be a beggar and was almost beaten to death once. It was the master who happened to be out for a long time and kept him by his side.

   A person as good as his master should live a long life, not like he is now.

  Xiaowu looked at the boy on the soft couch with his eyes half closed, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping. He stirred the brown medicinal soup in the stirring bowl with a spoon and said, "Master, drink the medicine anyway."

  Yin Ce sighed slightly, but he still drank the medicine after all.

  Xiaowu pulled the blanket up and took the bowl out.

  Yin Ce was mentally exhausted and groggy, as if he had fallen into a dream.

   In the dream, the little girl had a pair of beautiful apricot eyes, like a puddle of autumn water, and she called out softly, "Cousin."

   "Why hasn't this come yet? Could it be a lie?"

   "No, no, wait, we already called yesterday, and my niece will be there later,"

   "Better, otherwise you'll have to pay back double the 50,000 yuan."

   "Of course."

   The three-story small house, on the first floor, sat four people, three men and one woman, all in their forties.

   The woman made a loud red dress with a low neckline. She had a plump figure, revealing the white flesh inside. She had red makeup on her face, and a pair of red lips were especially conspicuous.

   A face is ordinary and round.

   She smiled and spoke to the two identical men in front of her, bending over to reveal the perfectly round neckline.

  The man stared at her chest, his nose was slightly itchy, he picked up the teacup and drank the tea, his eyes still did not move away.

   "I just don't know if your niece's figure is as good as yours." Another man came from behind the woman and patted her ass.

  As if unaware, the woman gave the man a snort: "You will find out later if you look at it."

   The three of them laughed together, and occasionally pulled and tugged without anyone else.

The middle-aged man was sitting not far away with a cigarette in his mouth, and he had a panoramic view of this scene. Under the smoke, there seemed to be anger in his eyes, and he was suppressed because of scruples. Thinking of Yin Yin who was about to return, Yao Qiu felt in his heart. Getting more and more irritable, he smoked one cigarette after another.

   He turned his head not to look, choosing to be out of sight.

   Zhang Hu touched Lin Meili's hand, saw Yao Qiu turn a blind eye, and became a little more daring, and went to touch Lin Meili's thigh.

   Don't say, although Lin Meili doesn't look very good, her figure is really good.

  Yin Yin brought Shan Shang in, and what he saw was the original owner's uncle Yao Qiu smoking a cigarette, and Lin Meili almost got on the thigh of another strange man.

   "Yo, Yin Yin is back."

   With Lin Meili's exclamation, the eyes of the two Zhang Hu brothers fell on Yin Yin.

  The original owner of ancient times has worn his soul to modern times. The original owner of modern times is only twenty-three years old. He is young, with a stature and appearance similar to that of her father. He is tall and slender, and her elegant makeup still does not hide her bright and moving appearance.

   When she doesn't speak, her expression is light, but it gives people a desire to conquer.

   Zhang Hu and Zhang Long's eyes lit up.

   Yin Yin's eyes swept past the two of them, and quickly moved away, a hint of hatred inadvertently appeared in her eyes, which made her hard to breathe for a while.

   That is the emotion of the original owner.

   In the last life, the original owner was sold to Zhang Hu brothers by Yao Qiu and Lin Meili. They suffered so much that they missed the best opportunity to save Wei Jia and Wei Yi.

   How could the original owner not hate him.

   (end of this chapter)