Chapter 1862 Small Seeds of Hatred

Mo Fangqin snorted and whispered: "Big sister, let's go back and eat."

Mo Fangqin couldn't help but feel a little bit wronged and unwilling. In addition to family banquets, only Mei Fanghua and Mo Junchen, who are usually qualified to eat with Mo Cheng, can only eat back in their yards.

"Three sisters, all family members, what do you do when you see this?! Who, what are you doing? Don't hurry to add two chairs to me and my three sisters? Like a wooden pile, I really have no eyesight!" At the beginning of the cloud, he held a handful of ink and pointed his finger at Qiu Lan.

Qiulan looked at Mrs. Luo, and Mrs. Luo had to say: "In this case, add two chairs and take two more dishes."

Qiu Lan quickly arranged for people to sit down, and Yun Fangqin had to sit carefully next to the cloud.

During this period, Mo Fanghua always said nothing, and his eyes were full of disdain and disdain.

After the dishes were on, Mo Cheng picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of food. Everyone started to move chopsticks.

At the beginning of the cloud, this busy work, while eating and still giving the ink to the fangfang dishes: "Three sisters, eat more, the second meal of the mother is delicious, it is estimated that you usually can not eat so good."

Mo Fangqin's face turned red, and she couldn't tell what it was. On the one hand, she was too embarrassed to abandon the cloud and make her embarrassed. On the other hand, she was very wronged and unwilling, and she was the daughter of her father. Can Huan receive so much better treatment than her?

The beginning of the cloud is very proud of this goods, the small seeds of hatred are slowly sprouting, and when the time is ripe, they can grow into towering trees, and then you can cut the sword!

Mo Cheng’s face is blue and blue, and I don’t know if Yun’s first time is deliberate. Anyway, what kind of dish does Mo Cheng like to eat, and what kind of dish will be started in the beginning of the cloud, even if it is not eaten, it will be spoiled.

"I am full, you can eat it!" Mo Cheng slammed his sleeves and ran away with anger.

The beginning of the cloud is like nothing, and smiles at the back of Mo Cheng: "Father, how do you eat so little? Wouldn't it be ill? You should hurry to find Langzhong, I don't want to Become a person who has no mother."

Ink and feet sighed, and the gas turned around and angered: "Hey animals! Are you cursing me?"

At the beginning of the cloud, I thought about it: "Father, I care about you! You haven't eaten much. I don't really get sick. Is it okay? I don't want to be a doctor, but I want to give it to me. Langzhong!"

The blue veins on the forehead of Mocheng collapsed, but the words of Yunchu’s first words could not pick anything wrong. They had to say to Mrs. Luo with anger: “Qiaoyun, you will come to my study room for a while.”

After Mrs. Luo promised, Mo Cheng was angry and gone.

Mrs. Luo knows that Mo Cheng is sure to ask what is going on today, so I can’t wait for the cloud to finish eating soon, but the cloud is the beginning of the meal, which is called a slow, a rice rice grain and a rice grain. Put it in your mouth.

Mrs. Luo’s squeezing teeth, the side of Mo Fanghua frowned, and the cold cold said to the cloud: "Mofang grass, I advise you to put your rogue tricks up early, the father and mother are just soft. It would be easy to kill you."

At the beginning of the cloud, he looked at him with a look: "Second sister, my sister also advised you to take back the set you were up, or else my sister taught me a little bit."

(End of this chapter)

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