Male God Please Lie Down

As soon as Mother Zhou heard the cry of her son, l quickly rolled aside, and pulled Zhou Bobo up like a crawl.

"You **** girl, don't know how to help one!"

Mother Zhou watched as she stood aside and followed Zhou Qingming, who was okay. The flames at the end of the room burst into flames, and she immediately scolded.

Zhou Bobo also looked unhappy. He pushed away Zhou's mother, walked to Zhou Qingming's side, and stretched out his foot to kick her.

Zhou Qingming was not stupid, so naturally he would not stand so stupidly and kick him.

She dodged, Zhou Bobo's fat body, chasing her to kick her, but ultimately failed.

In the end, there was no other choice but to open his mouth wide-and cried loudly.

"Dead girl...killing you...uuuuu..."

On one side, cursing and crying on the other side.

In theory, Zhou Qingming was his elder sister. She didn't have much intimacy, and she should be able to live by it!

I was probably with Zhou's mother at the time, and gradually became impolite towards Zhou Qingming.

When she saw her big fat son crying, Zhou's mother was immediately unhappy. She walked up to Zhou Bobo and wiped his tears.

"You bastard, come and stand quickly and give Bobo a kick!"

Zhou's mother sternly ordered Zhou Qingming.

Hearing what she said, Zhou Qingming was dumbfounded. It really refreshed the lower limit. How could there be such a mother!

"Mom, are you too much!?"

She didn't know what would happen to Zhou Qingming before, but now she definitely won't.

"You can't make it?"

Mother Zhou's eyes widened. Now this daughter is really getting more and more lawless.

"Not over!!"

Zhou Qingming smiled and refused.

"You **** girl!"

Before talking, Zhou's mother was about to run over and pull Zhou Qingming's ears.

Zhou Qingming jumped aside, and when Mother Zhou came over, she pushed her onto the sofa all at once.

When Mother Zhou was pushed like this, she was taken aback for a while, and then she yelled and cursed like a shrew.

"Oh my god, my daughter is going to kill..."

Seeing her crying in mourning, Zhou Qingming walked to the door and opened it.

"Your voice is too small for others to hear."

Seeing that she had such an expression, Zhou's mother felt very frustrated in her heart. She had been crying for a long time, but no one came over.

"It's okay, just go away!"

Zhou Qingming said blankly.

"What's the matter? I'm here, it's not enough, I will live with you."

Seeing her in this way, Zhou's mother became more upset. She pulled Zhou Bobo and lay on the sofa, looking like she couldn't get up.

"In this way, if you live here, I'll go live at home!"

Zhou Qingming disagrees, since they all like it here, let them go.

When I heard Zhou Qingming said that he wanted to live back to his own house, it was a small bungalow, and he couldn't live well, and there were still servants who didn't need it.

She didn't feel sick in her mind when she ran to live in such a ghostly place.

"You are evil!"

So, Zhou's mother scolded Zhou Bobo away.

Zhou Qingming closed the door and picked up the banana peel on the carpet, because both of them had just kept falling on the carpet.

The banana peel is very sticky, and the carpet is a bit fluffy. It is stained by the banana peel and it is difficult to clean.