Show off your identity as a general manager. When he was pressing, Mu Nianan felt like a big villain, rampant and unstoppable.

The current newspaper doesn't have to wait too long, it comes quickly.

A few hours ago, she was still sitting on the props table, smiling and watching the three dragon girls bow and bow to her, and wanted to kneel, but was stopped by the assistant director.

Now, a few hours later, she was being punished. There was also a small round chair under her buttocks, and as soon as her ass touched the small round chair, she would add another ten minutes. The two hands are stretched out as if they are doing radio gymnastics, and two oranges are placed on each shoulder, and if the oranges fall to the ground, add ten minutes.

But even if she didn't add ten minutes, she would have to die here in half an hour!

Mu Nian'an gritted his teeth and held his breath, feeling that his dantian might have accumulated a share of the true qi of the internal strength of those who practiced martial arts.

Feng Jiuye sat on the stone bench and drank tea in an elegant and casual manner, "An'an, come on, there are still twenty-five minutes." ”

A century is so long in Vozh, but only five minutes have passed?!

Quan Shaoting and Feng Jiuye drank tea leisurely, admiring her little virtue of exerting all her strength.

If a bear child does something wrong and makes his family worried, he should be punished, right?

There is no corporal punishment in their family, doesn't she like to fight, and taking a horse step is all practice.

Mu Nian'an's eyes were dark, but he hadn't forgotten to sit down for ten more minutes, and the flesh of his two calves was shaking, "Quan Shaoting, I can't hold on, save me." ”

Before she could finish speaking, she sat down.

There was a thought in my heart:, it's over, add ten more minutes, I'm going to die!

Quan Shaoting moved immediately, but Feng Jiuye grabbed his arm, lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "There is no such thing as a spoiled child like you." ”

didn't give some punishment, and in the future, she would fight with people outside every day, and in the end, it was he who was distressed.

"That's my wife." After Quan Shaoting finished speaking, he withdrew his arm, took three steps and took one step to cross her in his arms.

finally knew why Ye Lingbi was afraid that Brother Jiu would die, as long as he did something wrong, Brother Jiu smiled so gently at him, and he would pee.

Now I understand.

Ye Lingbi dared to follow the big devil's scalp, but he just didn't dare to follow the ninth brother.

Because of a skin, you have to turn over the skin.

Mu Nian'an had a breath left, and he didn't forget to be coquettish and avoid punishment: "Quan Shaoting, I'm going to die, you kiss me, I feel like I can save it again." ”

Quan Shaoting was completely angry with her, and leaned down to kiss the wound at the corner of her mouth.

Then I heard Feng Jiuye's voice faintly: "For the rest of the time, go to the wall and stand at the penalty." If you don't obey, you won't come to the small courtyard to look for me in the future. ”

So Brother Nine is the big devil!

In contrast, Quan Shaoting is really cute.

Mu Nian'an cried with a sad face, pushed Quan Shaoting's chest, and pitiful: "Quan Shaoting, you let me down, I'm going to the punishment station." ”

If you can't come to the small courtyard to find Brother Jiu, you won't be able to eat delicious food, snacks, chaise longues, tea, and flower wine.

It's hard to make the ninth brother angry, and he doesn't even recognize his sister.

I can't row, I can't draw too much.

You don't need to step again, just stick to the wall and punish the station, it's still no problem.

Quan Shaoting twisted his brows: "Madame's small body ......"

"Why do you still look down on people? I can't do Zama step, can't I stop at the penalty station! Mu Nianan confidently stretched out his hand and pointed: "Hold me over!" ”

Five minutes later.

Mu Nian'an's whole body began to tremble, crying and begging for mercy: "Brother Jiu, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare to do it in the future." Quan Shaoting I was wrong, I really know it's wrong, I shouldn't question you. ”

Keep your heels firmly against the wall, your back against the wall, and your hands hanging naturally on your sides.

Standing like this for three or five minutes, really, it's a shame that it feels better than Zamabu.

Seeing that her legs were really shaking very violently, Feng Jiuye also felt that she was at her limit, and bowed her head elegantly: "Come here." ”

As soon as Mu Nian'an was relieved, her legs became weak, and she was not afraid at all when her body fell. Because Quan Shaoting had already held her firmly in his arms.

Lai on Quan Shaoting's lap, she didn't even have the strength to pick up the teacup, so she seemed to have to rely on Quan Shaoting to feed her water and drink, snuggling up to his chest, her two calves and arms were still trembling.

Feng Jiuye: "Are you tired?" ”

"I'm tired of exploding!" Mu Nian'an wondered: "Brother Jiu, where did you come up with so many methods of corporal punishment of people?" ”

Feng Jiuye played with the delicate teacup in his hand, lowered his head and smiled, and said casually: "When I was studying drama, I practiced the basic skills for three years. These are the most basic, one stand for a day, one squat for one night. If you can't stand it, get out. The troupe does not raise idlers. ”

coldly, Mu Nian'an suddenly realized why he had such an antique opera garden, but he never refused to open his voice. Every time, they had to beg him for a long time before he would agree helplessly.

One minute on stage, ten years off stage.

The days of learning drama were extremely hard and tiring. For Brother Jiu, that was not a good memory either.

He doesn't like singing, he hates singing, he behaves clearly. The reason why they occasionally open their voices is that Brother Jiu spoils them.

Feng Jiuye raised his lips and smiled: "That opera garden was built by me to commemorate my master." Occasionally go over and take a look, it's a thought. ”

In fact, people are dead, what are they thinking? It's just a thought he left for himself. The biggest regret in his life is that he hasn't had time to honor his master and let her live a comfortable life for a few days, and she will be gone.

Stomach cancer, when people are dying, is in great pain. The skinny is only skinny and boneless, the cheeks are deeply sunken, but the eyeballs are bulging, and he doesn't look like a person anymore.

It was he who pulled out the tube from the master's body with his own hands, and the master was speechless at that time. He knew that Master must be in great pain, and she wanted to be liberated as soon as possible.

He forcibly kept her, just spending money to buy himself a comfort, which was cruel to the master. Pulling out the tube to free the master is what an apprentice and a son should do.

"Brother Jiu." Mu Nian'an called him.

Feng Jiuye looked at her and found that her little expression was very obedient, and he couldn't help but smile: "Huh? ”

Mu Nian'an: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished, how long have I been punished today." The rest of the time, I come over every day to stand for five minutes, is it okay to pay in installments? ”

Is there an installment payment at the penalty station?

She's going to be a good girl.

Feng Jiuye poked her head: "I originally wanted to forget it, if you want to installment yourself, then listen to you." There is still half an hour left, in three installments. ”

Mu Nian'an: "I have been stuck for five minutes, and I have been punished for standing for five minutes, how can I still have half an hour!" It's only half an hour! ”

Feng Jiuye smiled and said, "You sit down, add ten minutes." ”

Damn it...... You shouldn't take the initiative to mention the matter of the installment penalty station.

Wouldn't it be nice to let it dissipate with the wind?

Find your own guilt.

Mu Nian'an stretched out six fingers: "In six installments!" Five minutes per session! ”

Feng Jiuye: "Three periods, ten minutes each." No bargaining, or ......"

"Good, good! Three issues are three issues! Mu Nianan hurriedly leaned out and pressed his arm: "Don't change anymore!" ”

Her little arms and legs are still trembling slightly.

Feng Jiuye was all happy to death: "An An, you are also a person who has lived a hard life, why is your physical fitness so poor." Seriously, your little body needs to be exercised. ”

Mu Nianan nodded seriously: "Mmmm! Exercise well. ”

Otherwise, if you fight in the future, you will have to hang up the lottery and suffer.

Practice some self-defense skills, and it should be no problem to deal with ordinary people.

But I don't dare to let the ninth brother and the big devil know, otherwise I will have to spend my whole life in Zamabu.

She raised her little face: "Mr. Quan, you ...... again"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Ye Lingbi rushed in like a whirlwind and interrupted her words, "I accidentally leaked my mouth to let the dead old man know that you were fighting with someone today, and he was looking for you...... Well? ”

Seeing the situation of the small courtyard clearly, Ye Lingbi was stunned.

Why is the dead girl sitting in Shaoting's arms and still drinking tea?

Shouldn't she be abused by Feng Jiu to die and come back to life, so that every day should not be called the earth and the earth?

Feng Jiu was really eccentric.

It was over in just over ten minutes.

He shouldn't have worried about the life or death of the bad girl, in order to save her, he scolded the dead old man miserably.

"Uh-huh! Find An An for Lao Tzu! Hurry up, bunny! Old Man Ye's voice came from Ye Lingbi's mobile phone.

Feng Jiuye understood at a glance, Ye Lingbi was leaking his mouth, he was clearly going to help An An move the rescue soldiers. Now that the old man knows it, can he continue to punish An An? Definitely not.

Oh, he spoils his sister every day, but it's hard to say who spoils his sister.

"Hurry up, give me your phone." Mu Nianan took the phone and smiled sweetly in the camera: "Grandpa, I'm fine." None of them are my opponents, and I didn't lose a single fight! If it weren't for the protection of a little girl who couldn't fight, I would never have hung the lottery. So you don't have to worry about me. ”

As the words fell, the atmosphere in the small courtyard changed subtly.

Ye Lingbi: It's worthy of being my sister, I didn't suffer a loss.

Quan Shaoting: Heh, I'm quite proud of the fight.

Feng Jiuye: Let's settle the arrears of development at one time later.

Mu Nianan was so frightened that he hung up the video directly, and hurriedly explained: "No, no, no, I said this completely to keep the old man from worrying about me." He's old, and it's my sin to be scared out. Fighting is not proud at all, this is wrong! Resolutely do not fight in the future! ”

Ye Lingbi: Hehe, it's really enough to coward, a batch of dogs.

Kwon Shaoting: ............

Feng Jiuye: ............

Reconnect with Mr. Ye's video.

Mu Nianan explained first: "Grandpa, Ye Lingbi's mobile phone is out of battery, so the video was cut off just now." I'm really not hurt, don't listen to Ye Lingbi's big mouth. I'm fine, I can eat, drink, run, and jump. ”

After that, it took ten minutes to repeatedly reassure Old Man Ye that he was really not injured, but he scratched his skin a little, and asked Quan Shaoting to hold his mobile phone, and she danced for the old man on the spot, so he believed that she was really not injured.

Old man Ye, who was relieved, scolded her for a bloody head, and punished her for writing a 3,000-word check, which she brought when she came to the retirement villa for dinner this weekend. She obediently agreed, and it took a long time to coax Old Man Ye.

Mu Nian'an thought that I was almost thirty years old, and I would be physically punished for fighting with others, and I would be punished for writing and checking. I was really hard.

Because when I was in school, I was a good student with excellent character and learning, let alone inspection, no teacher ever scolded me. So at the age of almost thirty, experience the rebellious bad student of adolescence, right?

It's too hard to be a bad student, but it's easier to be a good student.