As soon as he got out of the yard and reached the corner of his sight, Mo Zheng vomited.

"I advise you not to dream, not everything can be vomited."

The banana tart was already easy to digest, and after drinking a large glass of orange juice, she didn't believe that such a little kid could still spit it out.

"You ......"

Mo Zheng glared angrily at the banquet.

"I just did it on purpose."

"I'm not convinced, let's fight!"

The banquet is arrogant.

Mo Zheng glanced at her, but suddenly smiled again.

"Sister, what are you talking about, Auntie likes me the most."

"The food she makes is so delicious, I hate to eat it every day, how can I vomit?"

Banquet: ???

This style of painting is not right.

When she turned around, she saw two adults standing in the doorway.

The banquet wine instantly understood.

This little kid is acting again.

"No matter how jealous you are, it's useless, that's my mother, not your mother."

"Why don't we have a fight, whoever wins, will listen to whoever in the future, how about it?"

Mo Zheng also has this intention.

"Come on!"

He would beat her and cry grandpa called grandma.

The two children rolled up their sleeves.

Give each other one: I will definitely beat you down the look.

Mo Zheng has been trained since he was a child, and he thinks that he will never lose.

Even though the place is still aching now, he is a boy, and he wants to regain his manly dignity.

"Come on, I won't let you again this time."

Yan Jiu didn't speak, and kicked it directly.

When children fight, they can't just punch and kick like adults.

Three minutes later, the little gentleman Mo Zheng was pressed to the ground with an unyielding face.

The little princess rode on him triumphantly, cutting his hands back, "My good brother, are you convinced now?" ”

Mo Zheng pretended to be dead.

As a gentleman, he must not open his mouth to admit defeat.

Banquet wine: don't speak?

Okay, just beat it again.

The banquet wine is also very particular, and he does not beat his face.

When Mo Zheng realized that this little witch was really ruthless, he finally lowered his noble head.

"I was wrong."

Wrong?

That's not a good attitude.

Keep beating it!

Mo Zheng: ......

"Convincing or not?"

"I'm convinced!"

"Can't hear me, be louder!"

"I'm convinced."

"In the future, I will be my sister and you will be my younger brother, do you want to listen to me, do you want to accept it?"

Mo Zheng hesitated.

Feast wine raised his fist.

Mo Zheng: "I'll serve!" ”

In the face of absolute strength, the dignity of a gentleman can also be discarded.

But, only temporarily.

As a gentleman, and a superficial gentleman, Mo Zheng would never give in like this.

Yanjiu got up and clapped his hands, then stretched out his hand.

"It's wonderful, and now we're reconciled."

Mo Zheng: No, it's not good at all.

But in the face of the smile of the banquet, he had to nod stiffly.

"Sister, you are so violent, you will not be able to marry in the future."

Mo Zheng reminded with a smile on his face, "After all, what most people like now is a lady." ”

Lady?

Yanjiu looked at his newly acquired little brother curiously, "What about you, what do you like?" ”

"Me?" Mo Zheng rubbed his aching arm, "Of course I like ladies too." ”

Now, he feels a dull ache all over his body.

But from the outside, I can't see the problem.

"Then I'll be relieved." Yanjiu nodded, with a relaxed look.

Mo Zheng's movements slammed down.

This little witch.