John seriously doubted that his son, in his rage, would kick the woman to death.

Does he want to save it? How to say that this woman has his grandson in her belly.

But his son's launch of the storm is very terrifying, and he may even fight with him, so he doesn't care who the other party is, even if he is injured, he will not make a mistake.

Belch...... Save? Or not to save?

When John hesitated to save it, when Qin Yumeng was retching, when Lu Mingyuan was looking forward to the follow-up development.

Orlando snorted violently, and obediently climbed back into bed, lay down, and by the way, pulled the quilt on himself and covered himself.

As for the left hand still being handcuffed to the bed, looking at the small eyes in the direction of Yan Feifei, he was as dissatisfied as he wanted.

Bullying him and getting hurt, or half blind!

"Don't untie it yet, do you want me to keep it in this position?" Orlando twitched his hand.

"That's good." Yan Feifei grinned and took out the key to open it.

"Who's going to be good!" Speaking of him, Orlando is not satisfied.

"Say me, say me!" Yan Feifei smiled and put away the handcuffs, and then pulled the quilt for Orlando.

"I'm hungry!"

A certain tsundere president snorted and said dissatisfiedly.

He was angry early in the morning, and he didn't know how to feed him first.

"I'll go get it."

"You're not allowed to go!" Orlando took Yan Feifei's hand and patted the place beside him. "You had a fetal gas the day before yesterday, and you gave me a few days to lie in bed."

"That ......"

"Aren't there a few people standing at the door? Let them get it. Although he couldn't see clearly who the few people who didn't speak at the door were, he could still see the figures.

The expressions on the faces of the other onlookers were as wonderful as they were, and as weird as they were, especially Daddy John, who dropped his jaw to the ground in direct surprise.

Is this still his son? When did his son become so talkative? What the hell is he? It must be old eyes faint.

As for Lu Mingyuan, his hands trembled in shock, and the red wine almost spilled.

It's amazing! It's amazing, the nephew of the four fires is really different to this woman, not only can he block bullets for her, but now he can even restrain his temper for her.

Hahaha! Now it's fun.

"I'm going to help Brother Sihuo get food." Qin Yumeng clutched his chest, and his calves ran fast.

When I got to the kitchen, I saw the duck blood medicinal diet that replenished Orlando's blood, and spit directly into the trash can.

In the end, I had to take it from Shui Xiyin, but I didn't go in at the door, and beckoned to John, who was standing in the room and didn't come out, and didn't speak.

"Take it in." Shui Xiyin shoved the food into John's hand.

John shook his head, but Shui Xiyin ignored him and pushed him inside.

Reluctantly, John walked in and placed it on the table.

"I'll eat it all, and there's nothing left." John said coolly.

Orlando ignored him, hugged Yan Feifei, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Yan Feifei glanced at John, who was still standing in the room and didn't leave, and then looked at Orlando's gloomy face, how could these two fathers and sons be so twisted.

One clearly wants to care, but can't let go, and the other clearly cares, but is covered with thorns and unwilling to accept the care of others.

Orlando, who was still arguing about hunger just now, didn't mean to eat, and Yan Feifei's understanding of Orlando must be because of John.

Yan Feifei coughed awkwardly and said to Daddy John. "Mr. Bryce, please go out for a while, or Orlando won't eat."

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