"But ......"

Ji Yuntian still wanted to argue, but Ling Xiyao didn't want to continue the topic, waved his hand and said: "Actually, this matter is still good luck in the final analysis, the ghost knows what that person thought of at that moment, so let us go, maybe people are in a good mood and don't kill." As long as he can pick up a life, it doesn't matter what the reason is.

Ji Wenjin and Ji Yuntian's father and son pulled the corners of their mouths together, no longer embarrassed by her lack of IQ.

"Mom, drink." After the three of them finished talking, Ji Yunxin steadily handed over a glass of water to his mother.

Ling Xiyao had never felt that her fat son was so caring, her heart was sore and swollen, and her eyes were flickering with tears, in order to live up to the little baby's heart, she took a sip of it happily, not noticing Ji Yuntian's expression that wanted to speak and stopped.

"Ahem....... Ghost of the horse? ”

With a glass of water, Ling Xiyao suddenly fell into an ice cellar, as if she had directly entered the cold winter from summer to summer, her whole body was so cold that she shivered, she couldn't even say a whole sentence clearly, and her tears flowed like a river in her heart.

And the culprit pitted people but didn't know it, he looked up at his little face and begged for praise from his brother, just now he gave his father this kind of water, and the little guy also needs it for his mother, so he draws inferences from one another and offers courtesy. The corners of Ji Yuntian's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to explain to his younger brother that the situation of his father and mother was different, so he praised two sentences against his will, making the little fat man so happy.

Ji Wenjin couldn't say anything about his youngest son's behavior, and immediately mixed a cup of warm water to feed Ling Xiyao to take, and only relieved when he saw that she was gradually improving.

Her own son got into trouble, Ling Xiyao couldn't beat or scold, the bitter water in her stomach had nowhere to say, and she silently digested it by herself, but from this day on, she kept a little vigilant about her little son who had the attributes of a pit girl, so as not to fall into the pit again.

Ji Yuntian still wanted to argue, but Ling Xiyao didn't want to continue the topic, waved his hand and said: "Actually, this matter is still good luck in the final analysis, the ghost knows what that person thought of at that moment, so let us go, maybe people are in a good mood and don't kill." As long as he can pick up a life, it doesn't matter what the reason is.

Ji Wenjin and Ji Yuntian's father and son pulled the corners of their mouths together, no longer embarrassed by her lack of IQ.

"Mom, drink." After the three of them finished talking, Ji Yunxin steadily handed over a glass of water to his mother.

Ling Xiyao had never felt that her fat son was so caring, her heart was sore and swollen, and her eyes were flickering with tears, in order to live up to the little baby's heart, she took a sip of it happily, not noticing Ji Yuntian's expression that wanted to speak and stopped.

"Ahem....... Ghost of the horse? ”

With a glass of water, Ling Xiyao suddenly fell into an ice cellar, as if she had directly entered the cold winter from summer to summer, her whole body was so cold that she shivered, she couldn't even say a whole sentence clearly, and her tears flowed like a river in her heart.

And the culprit pitted people but didn't know it, he looked up at his little face and begged for praise from his brother, just now he gave his father this kind of water, and the little guy also needs it for his mother, so he draws inferences from one another and offers courtesy. The corners of Ji Yuntian's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to explain to his younger brother that the situation of his father and mother was different, so he praised two sentences against his will, making the little fat man so happy.

Ji Wenjin couldn't say anything about his youngest son's behavior, and immediately mixed a cup of warm water to feed Ling Xiyao to take, and only relieved when he saw that she was gradually improving.

Her own son got into trouble, Ling Xiyao couldn't beat or scold, the bitter water in her stomach had nowhere to say, and she silently digested it by herself, but from this day on, she kept a little vigilant about her little son who had the attributes of a pit girl, so as not to fall into the pit again.

Ji Yuntian still wanted to argue, but Ling Xiyao didn't want to continue the topic, waved his hand and said: "Actually, this matter is still good luck in the final analysis, the ghost knows what that person thought of at that moment, so let us go, maybe people are in a good mood and don't kill." As long as he can pick up a life, it doesn't matter what the reason is.

Ji Wenjin and Ji Yuntian's father and son pulled the corners of their mouths together, no longer embarrassed by her lack of IQ.

"Mom, drink." After the three of them finished talking, Ji Yunxin steadily handed over a glass of water to his mother.

Ling Xiyao had never felt that her fat son was so caring, her heart was sore and swollen, and her eyes were flickering with tears, in order to live up to the little baby's heart, she took a sip of it happily, not noticing Ji Yuntian's expression that wanted to speak and stopped.

"Ahem....... Ghost of the horse? ”

With a glass of water, Ling Xiyao suddenly fell into an ice cellar, as if she had directly entered the cold winter from summer to summer, her whole body was so cold that she shivered, she couldn't even say a whole sentence clearly, and her tears flowed like a river in her heart.

And the culprit pitted people but didn't know it, he looked up at his little face and begged for praise from his brother, just now he gave his father this kind of water, and the little guy also needs it for his mother, so he draws inferences from one another and offers courtesy. The corners of Ji Yuntian's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to explain to his younger brother that the situation of his father and mother was different, so he praised two sentences against his will, making the little fat man so happy.

Ji Wenjin couldn't say anything about his youngest son's behavior, and immediately mixed a cup of warm water to feed Ling Xiyao to take, and only relieved when he saw that she was gradually improving.

Her own son got into trouble, Ling Xiyao couldn't beat or scold, the bitter water in her stomach had nowhere to say, and she silently digested it by herself, but from this day on, she kept a little vigilant about her little son who had the attributes of a pit girl, so as not to fall into the pit again.

Ji Yuntian still wanted to argue, but Ling Xiyao didn't want to continue the topic, waved his hand and said: "Actually, this matter is still good luck in the final analysis, the ghost knows what that person thought of at that moment, so let us go, maybe people are in a good mood and don't kill." As long as he can pick up a life, it doesn't matter what the reason is.

Ji Wenjin and Ji Yuntian's father and son pulled the corners of their mouths together, no longer embarrassed by her lack of IQ.

"Mom, drink." After the three of them finished talking, Ji Yunxin steadily handed over a glass of water to his mother.

Ling Xiyao had never felt that her fat son was so caring, her heart was sore and swollen, and her eyes were flickering with tears, in order to live up to the little baby's heart, she took a sip of it happily, not noticing Ji Yuntian's expression that wanted to speak and stopped.

"Ahem....... Ghost of the horse? ”

With a glass of water, Ling Xiyao suddenly fell into an ice cellar, as if she had directly entered the cold winter from summer to summer, her whole body was so cold that she shivered, she couldn't even say a whole sentence clearly, and her tears flowed like a river in her heart.

And the culprit pitted people but didn't know it, he looked up at his little face and begged for praise from his brother, just now he gave his father this kind of water, and the little guy also needs it for his mother, so he draws inferences from one another and offers courtesy. The corners of Ji Yuntian's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to explain to his younger brother that the situation of his father and mother was different, so he praised two sentences against his will, making the little fat man so happy.

Ji Wenjin couldn't say anything about his youngest son's behavior, and immediately mixed a cup of warm water to feed Ling Xiyao to take, and only relieved when he saw that she was gradually improving.

Her own son got into trouble, Ling Xiyao couldn't beat or scold, the bitter water in her stomach had nowhere to say, and she silently digested it by herself, but from this day on, she kept a little vigilant about her little son who had the attributes of a pit girl, so as not to fall into the pit again.