Mrs. Qiao covered her mouth and cried, Qiao Shaoyuan hugged her and wiped her tears, "Don't cry, there's nothing to cry about, he can do whatever he likes." ”

Mrs. Qiao sobbed, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and looked at Qiao Moqian, "There is only one thing to ask you, you tell me honestly." ”

Qiao Moqian: "...... You said. ”

"All people have desires. . . Hopefully, do you have a woman or a man outside, no, or rely on traditional craftsmanship. ”

All:............

Qiao Manfan couldn't wait to cover his ears, my God, where is this car, it's just an airplane, and Mrs. Qiao is the pilot.

Ah, my ears!

Mrs. Qiao is really not ordinarily violent, she used to educate her daughter X, and now she asks her son if he relies on traditional craftsmanship.

Qiao Moqian's expression cracked suddenly, this question is so deadly, it is completely impossible to answer.

Qiao Moqian: "I don't have women or men. ”

Mrs. Joe: "That's the traditional craft?" ”

All:......

Oh my god, let's get this over now.

However, everyone saw that Qiao Moqian's expression became subtle and weird.

This wants Qiao Moqian to say this, yes, I rely on traditional craftsmanship?

Mrs. Qiao sighed, I don't know why, but I always felt that there was a pity and helplessness in her sigh.

I don't know if my son is helpless not to find a daughter-in-law, or pity Qiao Moqian can only rely on traditional craftsmanship.

Qiao Manfan felt that Qiao Moqian's image was shattered into glass slag anyway.

"Okay, I don't bother to care about you, I've always seen that you don't look for a woman and always think you're sick, but now that I know that you have a way to relieve yourself, I won't bother to care." Mrs. Joe opened her mouth very strongly. Jin Yong Chinese

But he was still angry, and cursed Qiao Moqian, "You, you will be retributed one day." ”

"You don't know what it's like to be a woman, and when you taste it, you'll know that traditional craftsmanship is weak."

All:......

Please don't speak, it's quite unbearable for women to open their mouths.

Qiao Moqian walked away with his handbag, and ran away a little helplessly when he saw his back.

Mrs. Qiao hurriedly washed her face, for fear that tears would cause damage to her skin if they stayed on her face for too long, and even ran upstairs to put on a mask, which seemed to be much better after crying.

She slapped her face and said to her two daughters, "Hey, I'm finally relieved." ”

Xiao Qiao looked confused and looked at each other, "Your brother has never looked for a woman, I thought he had a functional disorder." ”

"It's not good for me to ask directly about this kind of thing, but now I can be sure."

Qiao Manfan couldn't help but want to scratch his braincase, what's the difference between you and asking directly?

Qiao Manfan said to Mrs. Qiao: "Mom, you have to believe one thing, I have nothing to do with Qiao Moqian. ”

Mrs. Qiao disagreed, "Why is it okay?" ”

I wiped, Qiao Manfan felt like he had fallen into the dung pit and couldn't climb out again.

Qiao Manfan hurriedly retorted: "It really doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anything, you have to believe me, I don't even dare to talk to him." ”

Mrs. Qiao frowned: "Isn't he your brother, how can it be okay?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, he's my pigeon, it's my pigeon." Qiao Manfan breathed a long sigh of relief, scared to death, Qiao Moqian almost ruined her plan to leave Qiao's house peacefully.

almost put her in a quagmire again, but fortunately, it was very fake between herself and Qiao Moqian, and no one believed it.

Leave Qiao's house early!

Qiao Shaoyuan frowned and asked, "Really?" ”