Boss, stay!

In fact, there is no room for redemption.

When Meng Zhao bumped into her, he pushed Meng Siqing onto the sofa, taking advantage of the surprise. Otherwise, if Meng Siqing was serious about it, it is still unknown whether he would be able to overthrow her.

Meng Sien had never fought with Meng Siqing, because even when he was throwing a temper, Meng Siqing let him go, and the so-called "fight" would be over in the end.

This time he went all out, but he just overturned Meng Siqing. Meng Siqing struggled, but he couldn't hold Meng Siqing down with both hands. Meng Siqing suppressed it, and Meng Siqing was not a master of martial arts, so he couldn't break free with three or two strokes.

What's interesting is that Meng Siqing is as calm and good-tempered as Meng Siqing. When he kissed her, Meng Siqing didn't know whether she was sad or resisted, but she whimpered like a kitten, teasing him.

His hand was looking for the hem of Meng Siqing's clothes, but the man was so tightly dressed that he couldn't figure it out even if he pulled it for a long time. It was at this time that his father came downstairs, and the sound of shouting was so unbelievable that it woke him up. He was so drunk, Meng Siqing had already thrown him to the ground with all his strength.

He didn't wear much, and his elbows and knees hit the floor, which hurt!

But I can't care less!

On the other hand, Meng Siqing calmly seemed to be dealing with documents. He stood up quickly, touched the corner of his lips, and said to his father standing on the stairs with an explanation: "Sien is drunk and drunk!"

His father's stern gaze looked over, it was a reproach, but it was only a reproach, his father was about to believe it.

Meng Sien suddenly got up from the ground, shouting with blood in his head: "I'm not drunk, I wanted to do this a long time ago..." It was Meng Siqing who ran over and covered his mouth. Biting his fingers hard, this man really could bear it, he almost tasted blood, Meng Siqing didn't let go.

He was so anxious that he cried out, struggling frantically as if he was the one who had suffered flesh and blood injuries, his heels stepped on Meng Siqing's feet, his elbow hit Meng Siqing's chest ribs and lower abdomen, he scratched wildly with his fingers, not knowing where he touched, Meng Siqing backed away in pain, and he was free.

Meng Si'en shouted out: "I'm not drunk, I just like Meng Siqing, no, I love him!" Desperate, the courage of a narrow escape!

Everything was over, Meng Si'en saw that sister Qi who was startled by him was still wearing an apron at this point, her open hands were frozen as if poisoned, and her startled mouth could not be closed.

But this is his only chance, and this time he has been tricked, when will he gather up the courage to confess this matter clearly?

Everyone was frightened by him, and he was also frightened by himself. He clenched his fists and didn't dare to look at his father's face.

It was Meng Siqing who broke the silence, and he wanted to excuse himself: "Dad, Si En is real...Dad!" He screamed, because Meng Zhao was walking down the stairs like clockwork, He came towards him in three steps at a time.

Sister Qi also let out an ah, ran over to pull people, and shouted: "Sir, sir, slow down!"

His father was dragged by two people, but still rushed in front of him, his eyes were tearing apart, the head of the crutch clicked on the ground, and he asked him, "What did you say? What do you mean?"

This is the most vicious look Meng Sien has ever seen his father, with his nostrils open and closed, his face somber as if soaked in ink, Meng Sien involuntarily shrank back, receiving hints from Sister Qi and Meng Siqing, his father's His gaze also forced him, all of which meant to make him surrender.

Meng Sien came up with a lonely voice, bit his lip and explained word by word: "That's what I said, I love..."

"Love your mother!" His father almost jumped up, sister Qi was weak, and Meng Zhao broke free from the arm she was holding, and he grabbed the crutch in the other hand and hit him, causing a lot of noise.

There were only four people, but there was a loud scream. Meng Si'en closed his eyes, only listening to the strong wind of the crutch falling through the shock of the people's voices, hitting the bones, and with a bang, Shuer went to bed. It is quite now.

Panting in shock, he felt being held in someone's arms, and felt dully that he was not injured. Sister Qi screamed, he opened his eyes, and warm blood hit his nose—the blood It fell from Meng Siqing's forehead.

Like lava, it scalded him, and the pain was unbearable.

Meng Sien struggled, yelled, cried, and forgot what he was yelling, but only remembered that the scene was extremely chaotic, Qi Jie tried her best to pull his father, he and Meng Siqing fell to the ground somehow, and Meng Siqing crushed him completely On the floor, Huchihuchi was gasping in his ear, talking intermittently, the strength of Meng Zhao's crutch was transmitted along Meng Siqing's body to him, and he was about to be buried in the ground.

He didn't know where the strength came from, he finally overthrew Meng Siqing, stepped forward, wanted to argue with his father, and hit his father's crutch on his arm, he hugged his arm in pain, and only saw Meng Siqing being lifted by him from the corner of his eye. After turning over, he turned his back onto the ground, like a fish whose scales were to be scraped after being knocked out, and never moved again!

The blood spread across Meng Siqing's face, as if this person had passed away.

so similar.

Meng Sien forgot the pain, squatted on the ground and carefully shook Meng Siqing, Meng Siqing was bleeding from her nostrils—is she really dead?

This afterimage also calmed the furious Meng Zhao.

On the way to the hospital, Meng Siqing woke up. He couldn't open his eyes, and he ripped at the hem of his clothes, muttering, "Dad, Dad, Dad...it's none of his business, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

A thunder that rang above Meng Sien's head, he remembered, this was what Meng Siqing kept muttering and repeating when he was protecting himself with a padded pad. He came, he was secretly in love, and had nothing to do with Meng Siqing, even if he was beaten to death, he would admit it.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would not change his original intention. He liked Meng Siqing. Roughly speaking, it must have been six or seven years.

A head full of romantic loneliness and anger that sacrificed for love.

But Meng Siqing's tragic situation in front of him is a satire of his desperate impulse, because when the crutch fell, it fell on Meng Siqing!

It would be better to hit him, he is the one who did the crime.

Finally, Meng Siqing's hand finally caught the corner of his father's clothes. Meng Siqing seemed to feel something, and held onto the corner of the clothes tightly without letting go. The corners of her lips trembled, unable to speak, tears mixed with blood, flowing down her temples. nasty.

When getting out of the ambulance, Meng Siqing was still tugging at the corner of his father's clothes, and finally said, "Dad, Dad, I'm sorry..."

Meng Siqing was about to be pushed away, Meng Zhao broke his hand that was pinching the corner of his clothes, he struggled anxiously and asked, "Dad, you don't want me anymore, do you?"

That was his biggest worry.

When this kind of thing happened, Meng Sien and Meng Zhao were the same flesh and blood after all, he was different, even if he was innocent, he was afraid of being angered.

The most fearful thing is that he is not allowed to leave the family and return to the original state, even if he is an adult.

Also afraid of being homeless.