When she saw her thin body again, Mo Yange only felt some pain in her heart, and she couldn't tell the suppressed pain.

I kept repeating what I had done to her today, and I felt ashamed.

"Who?"

The little man put his ear close to the door and peered out through the crack in the door.

"Your brother! Alain is about to open the door, and the chicken leg will be cold for a while! ”

"Flowers?"

Listen to the voice, who else can there be but flowers!

Hua Sheng just opened the door, only to see a man fall in, fortunately she dodged quickly, Hua Buwei fell directly to the ground.

Hua Buwei drank too much, and he didn't feel pain when he fell to the ground, looking at the people standing above, he reached out and touched it in his arms, took out an oiled paper bag, and handed it to Hua Sheng: "Alan, eat chicken legs, brother is afraid of cold, and he ran back all the way to ......."

Hua Sheng took the oil paper bag and took the candle flame in front of his face, only to see that his face was blue and purple.

"What's the matter with your face? Who did you fight with? ”

As soon as Hua Sheng asked, he saw the man on the ground aggrieved, his rough hand grabbed one of the corners of Hua Sheng's clothes, and cried aggrievedly: "Alan, they all said you were dead!" Brother didn't believe them, my Alain is not good, they are all liars......"

Hua Buwei cried and cried, and slowly fell silent, presumably asleep.

“…………”

Just hearing his words, Hua Sheng felt that her eyes were a little wet.

No matter how bad he is to her, at least he really loves her mother.

"Hey! Go back to the house and sleep, what are you doing lying on the ground! ”

Seeing that Hua Buwei couldn't wake up, Hua Sheng put the chicken legs and candle flame wrapped in oil paper on the table, turned around and went back to help Hua Buwei, but who would have thought that he was too heavy, Hua Sheng had no great strength, and he couldn't help him up.

"Did you eat a pig, why is it so heavy!"

Just when she used all her strength, she suddenly felt a lightness on her body, and when she looked at it again, a figure picked up Hua Buwei from the ground and carried it straight into the house.

"Huh........."

Hua Sheng looked at the open courtyard door and opened it wide, in case the person was a bad person, she would have time to run.

Mo Yange entered the room, threw Hua Buwei on the bed, turned around and went out again, and walked towards Hua Sheng in the courtyard.

"You're ghostly!"

Just when Hua Sheng saw Mo Yange, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she turned around and ran.

But before he could take two steps, he was caught back by Mo Yange, and closed the open door and blocked the door.

"I'll tell you, this is not the General's Mansion, if you dare to do anything to me again, I'll call someone!"

Mo Yange looked at the trembling little man in front of him and took off a dagger from his waist.

The dagger was unsheathed, Hua Sheng was stunned, and stammered a little: "You, you, you, you!" If you have anything to say, let's say it well, killing people is not a good choice, what you did today, I have nothing to lose, it's a big deal if I don't say it! You ......"

Before Hua Sheng finished speaking, Mo Yange turned the blade of the dagger to himself, handed the handle to Hua Sheng, and said sincerely: "Today's matter, it's my fault, if you are still angry, stab me to relieve your anger, as long as you can forgive me!" ”

“…………”

Seeing that the painting style was wrong, Hua Sheng immediately put away her aggrieved appearance.

I'm here to beg for mercy! Wouldn't it be a shame that she was so cowardly just now!