Green seems to deliberately speed up and then slow down so that she can't catch up, but can follow him.

In a small courtyard, I saw Lisa lying on a wooden table, but I didn't see the figure in green.

The courtyard is not big but very elegantly maintained, and the half-waisted thin bamboo crosses the courtyard left and right, and the yard is lined with all kinds of herbs.

The houses are all made of wood, and they are not built randomly by the peasants, which shows that the owner of the house is very elegant and cultivated.

She stepped over the bamboo fence, timidly walked to the wooden table, obviously not the thief, why did she look like a thief, she herself was annoyed.

"Lisa, wake up, you haven't been treated to that person, have you?" I helped her do a full body check-up, I'm afraid I've met a pervert.

Fortunately, it was intact and found that the forehead was not so hot.

"Who are you?" Obviously an old voice but pretending to be a child, Yi Qiyu got goosebumps when she heard it.

I didn't see the owner of the pair of white shoes clearly just now, but I didn't expect it to be a pervert.

He hurriedly tried to carry Lisa away, but the old man had already pressed Lisa in place and wouldn't let her take her.

That white-shoeed green dress has been designated as a pervert by Izitama.

"Who are you, you want to take my little girl, I have to tell my father."

This old guy has a lot of age, since he speaks in a milky voice, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Ikiyu can't pick his hand at all.

Although he just pressed it at random, the force was infinite, and that kind of force was not brute force, just like a stream of air, forming air pressure, and it couldn't be pulled away.

Suddenly, the old man let go of his hand and excitedly grabbed Yi Qiyu's weak willow boneless, "Mother, you're back!" I miss you so much! ”

After a while, a few tears fell on the old face of the old dragon clock, which was full of traces of time.

The only explanation for the situation is that the old man in front of him is a madman, but not a simple madman.

Yi Qiyu put away her dissatisfaction and looked old, "Good, my good boy, my mother is here, why don't you let go of your mother's hand first, your hand hurts?" "The only way to do it is to calculate.

Soon the old man let go of her hand, because the force just now was too great, and the white little hand showed five fingerprints.

The white beard was furious, and his eyes widened, "Mother, who hurt you, I'll take revenge." ”

It looks like it's about to find out the wicked.

What else can she do with the innocent? Hit him? Maybe someone will slap her to the eighteenth layer of hell. Scolding him? If you say that you do a good deed, people will lose their memory. I had to give up and consider myself unlucky.

"Good son, this is my mother's own injury, it's okay to be a small injury." As he spoke, he endured the pain and almost grinned.

The old man pressed Ithaya to the wooden bench and quickly lifted the sleeves to reveal the whiteness of the five reds.

"What are you doing? If you don't stop it, I'll be angry! She wanted to stop the old man's behavior, but her strength was not enough for others to come, "Child, let go of your mother, it's not good to be seen by your father, you say yes!" Don't mess around. "If the hard doesn't work, the soft one will come.

Ya, it can't be that old man's heart and even his mother's thing!

"Mother, don't move. For a while, I'm afraid that I won't serve well, and if I mess with/hurt my mother, my father will scold me. "Pouting, like a child doing something wrong.

There were two crisp sounds from Tata's shoulder, and Ikitama felt that she couldn't move, and no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain.