Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  Mo Zihan opened his mouth when he saw the incoming person, and for a moment wanted to escape. "It's you!"

  Lu Yichen's face was gloomy, he strode in, staring at Mo Zihan, and then glanced around. He saw that Huo Mao, who was pulled to the other side, was safe, and then he looked at the bald-headed Yang Pengshan standing in the center.

  Yang Pengshan hurried forward. "Isn't this Lu Shao? What brought you here?"

   "Luo Xi hasn't come yet?" Lu Yichen's voice was as cold as ice. He would never let this incident go so easily. Since Zero has no possibility of intervening, then this incident is definitely in the darkness.

  If Huo Mao dies, who knows if Mo Jianming will be retributed in the end?

  In this life, he will not let anyone have a chance to leave, one by one!

   "Little Lu, rare guests!"

  Lu Yichen had just spoken, Luo Xi's voice came from a long distance as the striding meteor was flying towards him, and he immediately put on a smile when he saw Lu Yichen. "It's nothing more than a fight between two juniors."

  Lu Yichen had already figured out the probable reason on the way here. Compared with his previous life, he at least knew that this time it was Huo Mao who insulted Mo Jianming and angered Mo Zihan.

  He didn't want to be confused with Luo Xi here, he just stared at Mo Zihan with a sneer, sat down in a clean place at will, and waited to see how the two parties shouted wrongs.

   "Tell me, what's going on."

  Mo Zihan's hand has stopped the bleeding, staring at Huo Mao fiercely, and telling the story again.

  Huo Mao's temperament is also uncomfortable, and now he ignores the winks of Yang Pengshan and others, and retorts. "It was originally a dog of the creation! I thought I was afraid of you!"

  Lu Yichen only thought that he was an idiot, and only sneered at it.

   "Fuck!" Luo Xi's face turned green when he heard it, and he smashed Huo Mao far away with a fist.

  Huo Mao couldn't believe it, he held his face, fearful and wronged. "Uncle Luo..."

  Luo Xi is also speechless to the stupid mind of this brother and son. Isn’t the person who scolded him in front of Young Master Chuangshi is looking for death? It doesn't make sense to want to seek justice for him.

  If Lu Yichen is allowed to deal with it, Huo Mao will really be unlucky.

   "Huo Laoying, your godson is really promising, who is he scolding?"

   Immediately afterwards, Mo Jianming and Huo Ying, who rushed over, met outside, and each came to bring their unconscious son.

  Mo Jianming heard Huo Mao's scolding outside, and his face was condensed. This kind of painless insult could not make him angry, but at this time it was the cause of the incident that he did not intend to let it go.

"Junior just a few words." Huo Ying was unhappy. He had too many enemies. His own son was murdered by others. He brought up a child and raised him. He has always been covered by him. He usually condone too much. Now Naturally, he must stand on his side.

"If one died today, would it be a quarrel?" Mo Jianming came in, nodded towards Lu Yichen, stepped in front of Mo Zihan, wanting to slap him to death, forget it, and cause him trouble twice in three days. , To bear with forbearance before suppressing anger.

  Luo Xi winked at Huo Ying, told him not to speak, and smiled and said to Lu Yichen who was sitting beside him: "I don't know how Lu Shao intends to let the two juniors go?"

Lu Yichen glanced at him coldly. When he came today, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made his soft and beautiful features a little more elegant, but the cold light reflected by the lens under the light made him look a little dark , The long and narrow black eyes under the lenses were gloomy, he casually leaned back on the sofa, his thin lips hooked slightly.