Chapter 88
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Mo Qijue came to the back garden and looked at his son sitting in the rocking chair. He put snacks on the round table.
Seeing this, Tong Lele didn't look up. He grabbed a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Grandpa, do you have eye cramps? Don't pretend that you don't have to pull weeds because your eyes are cramped. Hurry up, or your young master will kill you later. " Tong Lele knocked his legs and ate a small cake, but suddenly saw the housekeeper winking at him like a cramp.
"You're old and want to be lazy when you work. Be careful that my father will fire you."
Mo Qijue, who was standing on one side, lost half his face.
Housekeeper Feng continued to wink at the young master.
"Grandpa Feng, tell me why my father looks so bad? When he saw me, he didn't look good and punished me for pulling grass. " Tong Lele picked up a bunch of grapes, put them into his mouth and ate them. "Let me guess, did he eat a woman's loss?"
When the housekeeper heard the speech, his face became more and more ugly and squeezed his eyes.
And Tong Lele regarded it as nodding. He patted his calf, "you think so, I said. With the cold appearance of the bachelor, I really don't like women. I'm really worried. In the future, I'll have a little love, make an appointment, and take his big light bulb. Who makes him my slag father and date without stimulating him, How can you sprinkle dog food on him? "
Mo Qijue's handsome face darkened.
The cold voice raised on Tong Lele's head, "he is really my good son."
"Yes, ah -" Tong Lele looked up and almost fell from the rocking chair when he saw the man with a dark and calm face.
Tong Lele immediately showed an innocent smile and said to Mo Qijue, "Hey, daddy, when were you here?"
I don't know how much father slag has heard.
Housekeeper Feng looked at it, made a Amen posture, immediately turned his back and squatted down to pull weeds.
"I brought this fruit dessert, don't you think?" Mo Qijue's voice was low.
When Tong Lele heard the speech, the corners of his mouth twitched and stared back at the housekeeper Feng, who was silently pulling grass.
Seeing that the storm was about to hit, Tong Lele had an idea and jumped out of the rocking chair. Then he stood aside and said, "Daddy, I just learned a dance at school called seaweed dance. I'll jump for you."
As he spoke, he performed impromptu, twisting his body while dubbing himself.
After the dance, Mo Qijue's face was still smelly. Tong Lele dared not offend, so he said, "Daddy, I'll pull the grass right away! Goodbye, don't bother baby! "
At the end of his speech, Tong Lele smeared oil under his feet, slipped away, walked to the housekeeper Feng, squatted down and pulled weeds carelessly.
He asked in a low voice, "Grandpa Feng, you are not kind! If you don't remind me when father slag comes, you'll pit me! "
The housekeeper shouted injustice, looked at the young master with a crying face and said, "young master, I have a wink to remind you."
"What do you call a wink reminder? You obviously have a cramp!" Tong Lele threw the pulled grass to the ground, "scared the baby to death, you know?"
After Tong Lele said this, a chill came from his back and wrapped him. The next second, a pair of black shiny leather shoes came into view.
Tong Lele quickly lowered his head and quickly lay on the grass with a pair of small hands.
"Woo woo..."
Tong Lele stood up crying, stretched out a pair of small hands and cried, "Daddy, you see, the baby's hand is bleeding. You have to blow..."
Mo Qijue wanted to beat his son, but when he looked at him suddenly crying and coquettish, his heart softened and frowned.
"Again naughty, believe it or not, I beat you!" Mo Qijue reached out and grabbed Tong Lele's small wrist and entered the house.
"Daddy, don't beat baby PP, will you? If you want to beat it, will you beat it again tomorrow?"
Anyway, he's going to change back with Molisi tomorrow. Beating him is not beating him.
PS: Jiageng 2~ recommends yu'er's ending article "the president is up: new wife, don't make trouble" and "hidden marriage, the president's overbearing PET: Bo Shao, please let it go". You can see the ending article by clicking on the head of Xiao yu'er. It's as good as it is~
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Mo Qijue came to the back garden and looked at his son sitting in the rocking chair. He put snacks on the round table.
Seeing this, Tong Lele didn't look up. He grabbed a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Grandpa, do you have eye cramps? Don't pretend that you don't have to pull weeds because your eyes are cramped. Hurry up, or your young master will kill you later. " Tong Lele knocked his legs and ate a small cake, but suddenly saw the housekeeper winking at him like a cramp.
"You're old and want to be lazy when you work. Be careful that my father will fire you."
Mo Qijue, who was standing on one side, lost half his face.
Housekeeper Feng continued to wink at the young master.
"Grandpa Feng, tell me why my father looks so bad? When he saw me, he didn't look good and punished me for pulling grass. " Tong Lele picked up a bunch of grapes, put them into his mouth and ate them. "Let me guess, did he eat a woman's loss?"
When the housekeeper heard the speech, his face became more and more ugly and squeezed his eyes.
And Tong Lele regarded it as nodding. He patted his calf, "you think so, I said. With the cold appearance of the bachelor, I really don't like women. I'm really worried. In the future, I'll have a little love, make an appointment, and take his big light bulb. Who makes him my slag father and date without stimulating him, How can you sprinkle dog food on him? "
Mo Qijue's handsome face darkened.
The cold voice raised on Tong Lele's head, "he is really my good son."
"Yes, ah -" Tong Lele looked up and almost fell from the rocking chair when he saw the man with a dark and calm face.
Tong Lele immediately showed an innocent smile and said to Mo Qijue, "Hey, daddy, when were you here?"
I don't know how much father slag has heard.
Housekeeper Feng looked at it, made a Amen posture, immediately turned his back and squatted down to pull weeds.
"I brought this fruit dessert, don't you think?" Mo Qijue's voice was low.
When Tong Lele heard the speech, the corners of his mouth twitched and stared back at the housekeeper Feng, who was silently pulling grass.
Seeing that the storm was about to hit, Tong Lele had an idea and jumped out of the rocking chair. Then he stood aside and said, "Daddy, I just learned a dance at school called seaweed dance. I'll jump for you."
As he spoke, he performed impromptu, twisting his body while dubbing himself.
After the dance, Mo Qijue's face was still smelly. Tong Lele dared not offend, so he said, "Daddy, I'll pull the grass right away! Goodbye, don't bother baby! "
At the end of his speech, Tong Lele smeared oil under his feet, slipped away, walked to the housekeeper Feng, squatted down and pulled weeds carelessly.
He asked in a low voice, "Grandpa Feng, you are not kind! If you don't remind me when father slag comes, you'll pit me! "
The housekeeper shouted injustice, looked at the young master with a crying face and said, "young master, I have a wink to remind you."
"What do you call a wink reminder? You obviously have a cramp!" Tong Lele threw the pulled grass to the ground, "scared the baby to death, you know?"
After Tong Lele said this, a chill came from his back and wrapped him. The next second, a pair of black shiny leather shoes came into view.
Tong Lele quickly lowered his head and quickly lay on the grass with a pair of small hands.
"Woo woo..."
Tong Lele stood up crying, stretched out a pair of small hands and cried, "Daddy, you see, the baby's hand is bleeding. You have to blow..."
Mo Qijue wanted to beat his son, but when he looked at him suddenly crying and coquettish, his heart softened and frowned.
"Again naughty, believe it or not, I beat you!" Mo Qijue reached out and grabbed Tong Lele's small wrist and entered the house.
"Daddy, don't beat baby PP, will you? If you want to beat it, will you beat it again tomorrow?"
Anyway, he's going to change back with Molisi tomorrow. Beating him is not beating him.
PS: Jiageng 2~ recommends yu'er's ending article "the president is up: new wife, don't make trouble" and "hidden marriage, the president's overbearing PET: Bo Shao, please let it go". You can see the ending article by clicking on the head of Xiao yu'er. It's as good as it is~
Mo Qijue came to the back garden and looked at his son sitting in the rocking chair. He put snacks on the round table.Seeing this, Tong Lele didn't look up. He grabbed a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth."Grandpa, do you have eye cramps? Don't pretend that you don't have to pull weeds because your eyes are cramped. Hurry up, or your young master will kill you later. " Tong Lele knocked his legs and ate a small cake, but suddenly saw the housekeeper winking at him like a cramp."You're old and want to be lazy when you work. Be careful that my father will fire you."Mo Qijue, who was standing on one side, lost half his face.Housekeeper Feng continued to wink at the young master."Grandpa Feng, tell me why my father looks so bad? When he saw me, he didn't look good and punished me for pulling grass. " Tong Lele picked up a bunch of grapes, put them into his mouth and ate them. "Let me guess, did he eat a woman's loss?"When the housekeeper heard the speech, his face became more and more ugly and squeezed his eyes.And Tong Lele regarded it as nodding. He patted his calf, "you think so, I said. With the cold appearance of the bachelor, I really don't like women. I'm really worried. In the future, I'll have a little love, make an appointment, and take his big light bulb. Who makes him my slag father and date without stimulating him, How can you sprinkle dog food on him? "Mo Qijue's handsome face darkened.The cold voice raised on Tong Lele's head, "he is really my good son.""Yes, ah -" Tong Lele looked up and almost fell from the rocking chair when he saw the man with a dark and calm face.Tong Lele immediately showed an innocent smile and said to Mo Qijue, "Hey, daddy, when were you here?"I don't know how much father slag has heard.Housekeeper Feng looked at it, made a Amen posture, immediately turned his back and squatted down to pull weeds."I brought this fruit dessert, don't you think?" Mo Qijue's voice was low.When Tong Lele heard the speech, the corners of his mouth twitched and stared back at the housekeeper Feng, who was silently pulling grass.Seeing that the storm was about to hit, Tong Lele had an idea and jumped out of the rocking chair. Then he stood aside and said, "Daddy, I just learned a dance at school called seaweed dance. I'll jump for you."As he spoke, he performed impromptu, twisting his body while dubbing himself.After the dance, Mo Qijue's face was still smelly. Tong Lele dared not offend, so he said, "Daddy, I'll pull the grass right away! Goodbye, don't bother baby! "At the end of his speech, Tong Lele smeared oil under his feet, slipped away, walked to the housekeeper Feng, squatted down and pulled weeds carelessly.He asked in a low voice, "Grandpa Feng, you are not kind! If you don't remind me when father slag comes, you'll pit me! "The housekeeper shouted injustice, looked at the young master with a crying face and said, "young master, I have a wink to remind you.""What do you call a wink reminder? You obviously have a cramp!" Tong Lele threw the pulled grass to the ground, "scared the baby to death, you know?"After Tong Lele said this, a chill came from his back and wrapped him. The next second, a pair of black shiny leather shoes came into view.Tong Lele quickly lowered his head and quickly lay on the grass with a pair of small hands."Woo woo..."Tong Lele stood up crying, stretched out a pair of small hands and cried, "Daddy, you see, the baby's hand is bleeding. You have to blow..."Mo Qijue wanted to beat his son, but when he looked at him suddenly crying and coquettish, his heart softened and frowned."Again naughty, believe it or not, I beat you!" Mo Qijue reached out and grabbed Tong Lele's small wrist and entered the house."Daddy, don't beat baby PP, will you? If you want to beat it, will you beat it again tomorrow?"Anyway, he's going to change back with Molisi tomorrow. Beating him is not beating him.PS: Jiageng 2~ recommends yu'er's ending article "the president is up: new wife, don't make trouble" and "hidden marriage, the president's overbearing PET: Bo Shao, please let it go". You can see the ending article by clicking on the head of Xiao yu'er. It's as good as it is~
