Certain!

When Li Qinghuan came, she didn't tell Mu Jingxi in advance, and the sentry let her in unimpeded.

Going straight to the west wing, Li Qinghuan was radiant, and he had a bit of a posture of returning to his home.

Stepping inside, the servants saw her, "Miss Li, you're here." The three young ones are not there. ”

"I'm looking for Joan."

Li Qinghuan looked around, but didn't see Qiao An in the hall, her eyebrows raised slightly, "Is she upstairs?" ”

"Yes, Miss Joe is upstairs."

The servant's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping made Li Qinghuan think that Qiao An was sick again and was going crazy.

As soon as I went upstairs, a vase was thrown at me.

Li Qinghuan was almost hit by a vase, her figure flashed, she hid to the side, and looked at Qiao An.

The woman with her hair was disheveled, and her nightgown hung loosely on her body, like a madman.

She was babbling something in her mouth, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she rushed up, grabbing Li Qinghuan's hair, "It's you, it's you who robbed my baby......"

His hair was dragged and his scalp was torn numb, Li Qinghuan said angrily, "Qiao An, you let me go!" ”

"That's you!" Joan shouted, "You return my baby, you return me!" ”

While shouting, he pulled her hair, and with a hand that was not free, he slapped her in the face indiscriminately.

There is no discipline, and he slaps messily.

Li Qinghuan screamed in pain, her demeanor or something, she had long been left behind, and now she just wanted to kill Qiao An.

Scratching her hands wildly, scratching at her face.

Jo Ann shrunk her neck and quickly retreated, not letting her touch a single bit.

The force on the hand is heavier, and the slap is thrown more often.

"You big badass, give me back my baby...... You give me back ......"

That's what happened back and forth in his mouth, and the slap was drawn without any ambiguity.

Li Qinghuan's face was numb and tingling, and the pain was constantly expanding, which slowed down her reaction ability.

Joan suddenly let go of her hand, and a flash of smoke flashed.

Li Qinghuan sat weakly on the floor, brushing his messy hair with one hand and panting heavily.

Joan, this neurotic!

Seeing the small handful of hair being dragged off the floor, Li Qinghuan went crazy with anger, "Ah...... You mad dog! ”

A black thick and shiny smooth hair is carefully cared for by her every month, and she grabs a handful of them, and she feels distressed when she looks at them.

After a while, Joan came out.

She pursed the corners of her lips and grimaced coldly, like a demon waving black wings and vengeance.

Li Qinghuan staggered to his feet, "You...... What do you have in your hand? ”

"Die, thief!"

Joan poured a basin of chili water on her.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream rang out in the West Wing.

The west wing was in chaos, and the servants hurriedly took Li Qinghuan into the bathroom to rinse her eyes, and then sent her to the hospital.

The little maid stood timidly to the side, watching Joan stop talking.

"What's wrong, cutie?" Jo Ann clapped her hands, ready to call it a day and leave.

At a glance, I saw the little deer's Bambi-like eyes, and my heart suddenly softened.

Laughing, he stepped forward and pinched the little maid's face, "What do you want to say to me?" ”

The little maid slapped her hand away coquettishly, "Miss Qiao, you play like this, aren't you afraid that Sanshao will be angry?" ”

"He's angry, I can kick him."

He was not even given the identity of a bodyguard.

The little maid wrinkled her eyebrows and thought about it, then figured it out, "That's what I said." ”

Miss Qiao is different from others, Miss Qiao is in control.