My Cold Gentle Husband

Yonago’s look is awkward and it’s too late to converge.

The eastern light sinks.

"Auntie! I" Mi Zi 玥 mouth wants to explain, can explain that there is no silver three hundred two.

She closed her mouth again.

The Oriental 珏 did not say anything, just turned to the side of the maid: "Go take the wheelchair."

"Yes, grandfather."

The wheelchair was taken over, and the oriental cockroach sat up with the rice scorpion. He wanted to get up, and the rice scorpion hooked his neck.

"Auntie"

The Oriental cockroach looked at her and pulled down her arm: "I push you to dinner."

Yonago bites his teeth.

Damn, if it’s not the Oriental Mummy little bastard, how could she make her aunt angry again!

Dongfang Station stood up and pushed her to the restaurant.

Jiang Guiru took the lead in the oriental ink and took the lead in entering the restaurant.

Oriental ink simply does not look at Mi Zizhen, just talk to Jiang Guiru.

Jiang Guiru discovered this point, thinking that Moh must be angry with the raw rice, and her grandson is still united with her own, and she is very pleased.

In the eyes of Yonago, there is only the East.

It is Dongfang, who has always been vocal, but for the sake of Jiang Guiru and Mi Zikai, it is not so stiff, he greeted Oriental ink and Jiang Guiru.

After dinner, the oriental cockroach wants to push the rice to go back, but Jiang Guiru stopped him.

"and many more!"

Dongfang looked at her.

Jiang Guiru cold face: "Auntie, Xiaorou is still unconscious now, and her face is probably ruined. You want to indulge the culprit?"

During the speech, Jiang Guiru stared at Mi Ziyu with a bad eye.

Yonago groaned and frowned.

Old is not dead! I know that I am nosy.

The dawn of the East is deep: "Mom, I said, I will let Oriental Soft receive the best treatment until she recovers completely."

"Ink is still here! You are teaching this way, can you use money to settle everything? You don't have to worry about it. If you have money, you can do it? If you are so small, there is no ability to distinguish." Do you want him to become a violent and wantful person like his mother?"

Jiang Gui is like a gas knot.

She always knew that the East was holding the road of the rice, but I did not expect it to be such a degree.

Really right and wrong!

"I won't, she is not my mommy." Oriental ink suddenly said.

His voice is not as calm as a child.

Jiang Guiru looked at him with a strange low.

Yonko tightened his fist, screaming at the oriental ink, little bastard! When you are born, you should kill him!

Fearing that the Oriental cockroaches saw their anomalies, she quickly converges, hanging down long eyelashes and saying nothing.

Dongfang looked at the little guy and looked at Jiang Guiru: "Mother, let's talk a few words."

After that, he took the lead in the reception room.

Jiang Guiru looked at his eyes and went up.

Dongfang asked Jiang Guiru to sit down in the chair. He looked at her seriously and said, "Mom, I know that Xiaoxi is not right today, but you believe me, she will change."

"Change? How did she change? You didn't see that even Momo didn't get close to her?" Jiang Guiru's heart has already reached the extreme.

The East is silent.

The best way is to let Xiaoxiao disappear completely.

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Originally he decided, but Mi Zizhen was suddenly injured, and said that she only had him, reminding him of their first encounter, she was so fragile, and she was always waiting for him.

He suddenly couldn't bear to let her disappear.

The Oriental cockroach was silent for a while, looking at Jiang Guiru: "Mother, please give me some more time, Xiaoyan will get better."

“How long?” Jiang Guiru asked.

In the end, the background of Mi Zi's identity is there, even if she disagrees, the Oriental Base will agree.

But - she can't let the rice child always be so arrogant.

While fulfilling her son, she has to be respected.

"One month." Dongfang said.

His gloom is deep like a sea, and endless emotions are surging.

One month!

If within a month, Xiao Yan has not changed, his personality is still very violent, he will kill this personality, leaving only a small sister.

"Okay, then give you a month." Jiang Guiru beheaded.

In the living room, there is only Oriental ink and rice bran.

Yoshiko's face sank immediately, and she waved her hand and the maid immediately withdrew.

Oriental ink did not look at her, and turned to go upstairs.

"Little bastard, you give me a stop!" Mizi bit his teeth and shouted his voice.

The lobby is not far from the living room.

The small body of the oriental ink stagnate, looking back to see the rice child, eyes without fear: "I know that you are not my mommy, how, and want to marry me?"

At this moment, he could not see the shadow of a little warm man.

After all, in addition to the blood of his priests, there is also a cold Eastern ambiguity.

"Oh, the **** is very smart." Mi Zi sneered. "But I warn you, let me know. If you are angry with me, you can't spare me, can you hear?"

"Do you want to trample on my face like aunt?" Oriental ink is not afraid.

"You can try." Mi Zi sneered.

Oriental ink stared at her for a while, and he walked over to her and slowly squatted down.

"What do you want?" Mizi stared at him.

Oriental ink looked at her and said: "I don't like you, I want Mommy to come back to me."

Said, his little hand did not hesitate to seize the injured son's right foot.

"Ah, you are looking for death!"

"Snapped!"

Yonago’s painful facial expression was distorted, and she raised her hand and slammed the slap.

Oriental ink suddenly fell on the marble floor, his body was sore and numb, his cheeks also had a burning pain, slowly turning red, swollen, clear finger prints appeared, and a trace of blood flowed out of the lips.

The oriental ink turned back and looked at the rice, and looked awkward.

"Ink!"

Jiang Guiru opened the door and walked out. It happened to look at the scene where the rice was beaten by Mozi. The Oriental monk also saw it.

Jiang Guiru immediately ran over and carefully picked up the oriental ink: "Where is the ink, what is your fall? Your face, God, you are bleeding."

"Grandma, I am so hurt, Mommy, she beat me." Oriental ink's eyes were full of tears, and he looked at Jiang Guiru as he looked at the red and swollen half face.

"Ink, grandmother called the doctor." Jiang Guiru was somewhat helpless.

"Doctor! Doctor! Li Ma! Call the doctor!" Jiang Gui was anxious to scream.

Li Ma rushed in and rushed in. When she saw the oriental ink, she was shocked. She nodded and immediately called the doctor.

Jiang Guiru happily picked up the oriental ink on the sofa, and his eyes were red. "Ink, hey, the doctor is coming soon, you endure something, hehe."

"Grandma ink does not hurt the ink is sad, Mommy will actually hit me." Oriental ink is in the arms of Jiang Guiru.