Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

When Zhou Zihao thought of this, he couldn't help but lift up his sleeves and smell the scent of tobacco. He took a deep look at her and said, "Don't let Xiao Ran down. It's not easy to be a good man."

Mo Yangxue listened and fell silent.

"Don't take things randomly, I don't have many things." Zhou Zihao said, thinking that he only had two penises, and she stole one, and she didn't know what to do with it.

Thinking of this, he wondered if *** had touched his hands and feet. He felt his skin was a little itchy. He wanted to scratch it but was embarrassed, so he could only endure it.

Mo Yangxue was a little confused when she heard it, but she still responded: "Yes."

"Mo Yangxue." Feng Tianjing walked out, moved the handkerchief covering the tip of her nose, and called to her. Mo Yangxue listened and just found an excuse to leave. She even glanced at Zhou Zihao for no reason. .

She rarely spoke to men, feeling that it was better to talk less than more, since they were not familiar with him after all.

Catching Mo Yangxue's gaze, Zhou Zihao was so frightened that he quickly turned his head away, touching his honest and handsome face, and said, "Am I going to have bad luck? Fortunately, I didn't steal my brother's woman, so she was interested in him." What a hassle."

"Major Zhou." At this time, a soldier came towards him and turned Zhou Zihao's eyes away.

After Yao Rong became pregnant, she was in poor health, often lethargic, and not as energetic as others. She stood there and put her hands in her pockets, turned her head and looked at them, and asked, "Is the deceased Mrs. Lian?"

"No, although there are obvious injuries on her body, they were left behind deliberately. It seems that someone rescued her." Feng Tianjing said.

Mo Yangxue said nothing, but thoughtfully reached out to give Yao Rong a hand. Seeing that she seemed to be in poor health, she asked, "Do you need to go back and rest for a while?"

"Feng Tianjing, did you find someone to keep an eye on my dad?" Yao Rong asked suddenly. Feng Tianjing and Zhou Zihao listened, turned around and ran towards the Phoenix Family. Yao Rong was supported by Mo Yangxue, and followed closely. behind.

Several people just came back and saw Yao Shengba pushing the door open and walking out. He saw them standing not far from the door. He was stunned for a few seconds and then regained his composure.

"I didn't expect it would be winter in a blink of an eye. I couldn't get up at night, so I came out for a walk." Yao Shengba said. He was injured and walked a little slowly, but his eyes fell on Yao Rong. He waved to her and signaled her past.

Yao Rong was about to go over, but was held back by Mo Yangxue.

"Don't get close to him. He was the one who started the fire in Lian's house." In front of the empty door, Lian Ruoqing ran over panting, accidentally fell down, and knelt on the snow. She raised her finger and pointed at Yao Shengba. .

Yao Shengba stood there as steady as a mountain, but his eyes flashed with coldness, his Chinese character face was slightly depressed, he looked at Lian Ruoqing displeased and said: "You can eat randomly, but don't talk nonsense, this kind of dirty water I can't stand it."

"Really?" Yao Rong asked. She stepped closer and looked at the corner of Yao Shengba's clothes. She said softly: "Then why are there signs of being burned on the corners of your clothes?"

Yao Rong's words made Yao Shengba dodge, and he subconsciously reached out his hand to cover the corner of his clothes, only to realize that he had fallen into Yao Rong's scheme.

"Are you plotting against me?" Yao Shengba had many calculations, but he never thought that Yao Rong would trick him. In desperation, he exposed himself with a small move.

Yao Rong's tall figure stood in front of him, with complicated eyes filled with tears. She stared at him blankly and said in a choked voice: "Dad."

She only shouted the word "Dad", her knees were slightly bent, she knelt on the ground, her hands pressed on the snow, and she kowtowed three times to him, tears rolling down on the snow.