Male God Please Lie Down

He drove back with Ji Qingming, and stopped at the porridge shop on the road.

After getting off the bus, Wu Yue bought three bowls of porridge and took them home.

After arriving home, Ji Weishan and Fan Jiawen had already returned with Ji Yaran.

"Kneel me down."

Ji Weishan was furious as soon as the two of them entered.

"Why should we kneel down."

When Ji Qingming saw him staring at him, he also knew that he was speaking to himself.

"You made Ranran like this, what else can you say,

"What does she have to do with me like this."

Ji Qingming knew that Ji Yaran must be the one who made trouble.

"You dare to talk back!"

As Ji Weishan said, he rushed to Ji Qingming and stretched out his foot to kick Ji Qingming.

Standing next to Ji Qingming, Wu Yue quickly hugged Ji Qingming and covered this for her.

"mother--"

Ji Qingming heard Wu Yue's muffled snort, and also heard his kick, kicking her mother so fiercely.

"Why are you bullying my mother?"

Ji Qingming also kicked it over, which happened to be on Ji Weishan's body.

She was just an eight-year-old girl, so how much strength would she have.

Naturally, Ji Weishan didn't care, but after this kick and the strength of the kick, she exhaled in pain at this moment.

Ji Weishan fell to the ground.

Seeing this change at this time, everyone was also shocked.

Ji Qingming also looked inexplicable, she didn't know how she had such a supernatural power.

"You **** girl!"

Fan Jiawen also came over and reached out to help Ji Weishan up.

"I said elder sister, is your child wicked? If you get sick, go quickly!"

Fan Jiawen frowned and said, and sat on the sofa with Ji Weishan who was yelling nonstop.

"Get out of here."

"Here is half of mom's. You let us go, shall we go?"

Ji Qingming couldn't help but take out the words he heard from others, and sneered at Ji Weishan.

Ji Weishan had a headache, gritted his teeth and looked at Ji Qingming.

"shut up."

Fan Jiawen didn't expect that this **** would suddenly become so sharp and sharp.

"Husband, she must be succumbed to evil, and I will call the Taoist priest to come home tomorrow and bring her back to Banzheng properly."

Fan Jiawen gritted his teeth and said something like this.

Haha, wait until the Taoist priest comes to see if she doesn't kill her.

"Dead mistress, shut up."

Ji Qingming knew that he had power now, so naturally he was not afraid of them, so he cursed again.

"You are scolding!"

Fan Jiawen didn't dare to step forward, in case of the same consequences as Ji Weishan, it would be miserable.

"Mom, let's go up and find brother to have porridge."

Ji Qingming took Wu Yue's hand again and walked upstairs.

Wu Yue's leg was kicked by Ji Weishan, and there was still some pain. When she was walking, she limped.

Ji Qingming held Wu Yue's arm, and while supporting her, she was suddenly surprised to find that her strength seemed to be endless.

He helped Wu Yue upstairs and went to Ji Qingze's room.

"elder brother--"

Ji Qingming let Wu Yue sit on the sofa, and called out Ji Qingze who was sleeping on the bed.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Just as Ji Qingming got off the bed, he saw Wu Yue sitting there rubbing her legs.