Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng stretched out his thumb and praised wildly: "Guardian Jia, mighty!"

"..." Jia Yidao smiled foolishly: "Ms. Mo's absurd praise."

"Ahem..." Mo Qingcheng almost choked to death on the steamed stuffed bun. He gave Jia Yidao a hard look, then gave Baili Mingyue a disgusted look, and gave her the remaining steamed stuffed bun: "Eat it for me."

Baili Mingyue: "..."

Jia Yidao, the guard is hungry, but Mrs. Mo is not kind at all.

The rock sparrow woke up faintly, and fainted again after seeing this heart-piercing scene.

Jia Yidao: "..."

Starving baby, go find something to eat...

Outside the door, several yamen servants looked at Jia Yidao with mentally retarded eyes: "Guardian Jia, are you stupid?"

"You...was infected by Mrs. Mo?" Jia Yidao was confused, and was about to open the chatterbox, when he turned his head, the yamen servants dispersed.

Are they stupid?

Mo Qingcheng ate and drank enough, closed his eyes and took a nap.Baili Mingyue's nose is crooked with anger, and my son has a cheap hand and a cheap mouth, so he deserves to suffer along with him?

Tsundere is a disease that needs to be cured!

Mo Qingcheng was stunned by Yunlei's arrival. The day lily waiting for him was cold, and Yunlei was nowhere to be seen. A bad premonition arose in his heart.

An unreliable guy who lost the chain at a critical moment and really wanted to beat him up, how could he break it?

Yun Lei couldn't tell what he was suffering, and he was fighting bloody battles, seeing what the hell was going on, but he killed a group of hanged ghosts on the way.

Wrapped from head to toe in loose white clothes, with long red ribbons, the wind blows the Buddha, just like Bai Wuchang.

Hanging Ghost Death Squad, one fell, ten came up.Yunlei groaned in his heart, Mrs. Mo, you have killed Ben's secret guard...

At sunset, Feng Yong's fat body stood out, he thought he was handsome, smiling all over his face, he pushed open the door, his eyes narrowed...

Under the dim light, the slender woman was changing the dressing for the man on the bed, Feng Yong was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Miss Mo, how could you do this?" Jia Yidao came half a step late, and complained before he could see the situation in the room clearly, "I really don't want to let adults worry..."

Feng Yong's face turned black, and he wished he could turn around and kick Jia Yidao, an eyesore, into the air.

Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched, and the silly guard who went home hurriedly carried him away.

Baili Mingyue cast a provocative glance at Feng Yong with her cold eyes: "Magistrate Feng, could it be that he is deaf and blind?"

"You... are bold! Believe it or not, if you talk nonsense, the county magistrate will put you in a dungeon?" Jia Yidao took a step forward and stood in front of Feng Yong, shaking the big knife in his hand.

Mo Qingcheng tied the gauze into a beautiful bow, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a smile with interest: "Cousin, are you surprised or not?"

"..." A surprise?A trace of grievance flashed in Baili Mingyue's cold eyes, and she turned her face away arrogantly.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Despised or rejected?

"Ms. Mo, the magistrate has something to do with you..." Feng Yong resisted the urge to vomit blood, his eyes darkened.

Mo Qingcheng smiled but not smiled, and a coolness flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Okay..."

Jia Yidao, who stood in front of Feng Yong: "Miss Mo, you shouldn't decline... ah..." Just a moment?

Feng Yong couldn't bear it anymore, he flew up and kicked Jia Yidao's buttocks: "Are you idle?"

"..." Jia Yidao turned around aggrieved, starving to death with depression, with the expression that the guards are doing it for you.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Guardian Jia, the county magistrate must be very hungry..."

"Oh... I said it earlier, this guard is just a little stupid, and it's not that I can't figure it out... Mother once said..."

Jia Yidao turned into a chatterbox, walked to the door chattering, and when he looked back, a strange look flashed in his eyes...