The boy's voice was weak and weak, and his face was even more shapely, sickly pale.

Just such a person, the words that come out are solemn and sharp.

It's like a knife whistling in the vast wind and snow, a smell of ice slag.

Mr. Xu shook his body.

"Then I'll go first, and say where the money is used."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yin broke in: "Prince, the head is here." ”

Qiao Yu fell down all of a sudden.

Dying, like dying.

Mr. Xu's eyes widened.

The ruthlessness of the knife that was about to cut people just now, why did it fall all of a sudden?

It's also changing too fast.

Before he could finish his surprise, he heard a rustling sound in the living room.

"Yu Yu little good baby."

The eager voice was full of worry, and the warm voice was full of panic.

Qiao Yu lay on the bed with a sigh, unable to lift his weak hands.

Mr. Xu's eyes flickered, and a phantom shadow floated in front of him, and when he saw it clearly, he heard a cry.

"I've lost weight, I've suffered a lot."

"It's only been a few days since I was injured and hospitalized last time, and now I'm sick again, and I pity my Yu'er at a young age, so I have to suffer so much."

"Come and show the teacher, does the head hurt, the hands are sore, it's good, the teacher doesn't speak, I'll buy me some snacks later, and eat it on the bed."

Qiao Yu shook his head angrily.

As if knowing her concerns, Mu Wanzhi patted the quilt comfortingly.

"There is a promising teacher, your senior brother doesn't dare to blame you, besides, our Yu'er is sick, so we have to serve like a little ancestor, who dares to say half a word about you?"

Mr. Xu was stunned on the spot.

I've seen a pet child, but I've never seen such a pet.

Just turn around and lie down to help her, and the coaxing words will bubble out like beans, and she will almost be able to do it for her.

Hey, hey, hey.

He wanted to tell Mu Bangzhi that your child was not like this in the last second.

He also wanted to say that Qiao Yu was normal just now, she was pretending.

But can he say that?

He had to shut up.

Jiang Yin said that he was not used to it.

There is a master, he can also be like the prince, eat and play in bed, the head of the house comes, they are the boss of this family, and even Senior Brother Weichen has to stand aside.

Wen Shu also said that only when the head is there, Senior Brother Weichen can speak very well.

A few days ago, he was lazy, and he was beaten by Senior Brother Weichen, and now his hand is still hurting, the head of the house comes over and protects them, even if they are lawless, the head will not be angry.

The two little ones went into the bedroom with their mobile phones, ready to relax today.

"Yu'er is watching cartoons in bed today, and I'll ask your senior brother to cook something delicious for us."

"I want to eat hibiscus fruit."

"No problem."

"Milk cookies."

"Small."

"I also want a spicy dragon crispy, Ming Ying likes it."

"Good, good."

Qiao Yu was comfortable.

Lying down like an uncle, just open your mouth for what you want to eat, Mu Wanzhi also tied a baby bib for her to protect her favorite cartoon pajamas.

It's good to have Master here.

Qiao Yu was full of food and drink, and his eyes were tired of playing, so he lay down satisfied.

She thought that when the Song family was settled, she must buy a new house, and then she would take the master over and live in one place every day, so that she would be comfortable.

In this way, the senior brother will not control her everywhere, she can do whatever she wants, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't sleep at night.

Wrong.

It would be better if the senior brother returned to the mountain.

In this way, Ming Ying and Xiaoshu will not be beaten.

No, it doesn't.

She thought in a daze, the old master is not very reliable, he can't cook, and he can't wash his clothes, so it's better to leave the senior brother behind.

She had a big plan in her mind, and after a while, she fell asleep peacefully.

(End of chapter)