Even though she's not much older than me.

But in front of those people, he and his sister were strictly protected.

Unlike those women who only dressed up and dangled in front of their fathers, they would also sinister whisper sinister words full of malice and curses behind their backs.

"She's pretty good." Xiao Huang sneered, rubbed his son's short hair, swallowed his anger, his eyes were deep, he was not angry and arrogant, and he made up his mind to give the woman a good look: "In less than a few days, I will subdue you." ”

will rebel against him for the sake of outsiders.

"Bang."

Mo Zishu, who had always been obedient again, opened the door suddenly, picked up her son's collar from the stunned man's hand, and dragged it to her, she half-closed her eyes, and mocked: "It's early in the morning, and the children won't go back to teach, if you don't stand at someone else's door, are you looking for a cut." ”

"Also, this is my son, sir, you're the one, it's troublesome, it's a crime to break into a private house, thank you."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut, grabbed the stunned Xiao Yan, pressed him to the chair, picked up the rabbit doll on the ground, and stuffed it into his arms.

"Sleep!"

Then, the frightened Xiao Yan saw his sister rubbing her eyes in a daze, very obediently hugging the woman's neck, shaking her head, taking the initiative to nest in her arms, and fell asleep again with confidence.

The son of the Xiao family swallowed his saliva, curled up on the chair aggrieved, weakly and helplessly hugged his sister's favorite doll, and closed his eyes in self-abandonment.

It was definitely the worst nightmare, and as soon as he woke up, he was still lying in his bed.

。。。。。。

The doorknob was crumbling in the air alone, and the head of the Xiao family, who was robbed by his wife and smashed the door by his son, couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He put his hand against the door in a daze, looked blankly at the person who rushed to hear the sound, and suddenly covered his face with one hand and laughed lowly.

He slid down against the door, laughing hysterically, but he covered his mouth to keep his voice from leaking out, and his anger choked on his chest, and he was a little out of breath.

The servants who arrived looked at each other at a loss, expecting that something terrible would happen, but in the end they were driven down by the master with a wave of his hand.

Really.

The man laughed into tears, he pressed the corner of his eye, raised his eyebrows meaningfully, groped out a long cigarette from his body and held it between his lips, and bit the cigarette tail a little irritated and excited, he verified his guess.

And so it was.

It is indeed very interesting to be a woman who can be loved by that kind of person.

He looked up at the roof, his anger gone, and closed his eyes as he remembered what he had seen in the book, words that had long been mottled over the years, but still powerfully recorded the truth that people could not believe.

"There is a woman, the son of the Mo family, arrogant and domineering, no one in her eyes, born with divine power, and if you marry her, you will win the world."

It is the existence of this prophetic nature that leads to the prophecy of the Mo family to call every girl Mo Zishu, and even deliberately raises them into an arrogant temperament.

However, thousands of years have passed, the feudal dynasty has collapsed, and the woman with divine powers still has not appeared.

Even if there are countless threats and even appearances, they are also deliberately used and bluffed by some people.

"Would you be her?" Xiao Huang whispered excitedly and nervously, and the male voice was low and hoarse: "You will be the one who makes that person toss and turn, unable to sleep at night, even if he faces death, he has to look for it." ”