Dao Shang snatched the phone with his hand, and stretched out his foot to kick her out of bed.

As a result, before the feet went out, the white man was already sitting on the ground.

He quickly withdrew his feet and raised his hands full of desire to survive: "I didn't move you!" ”

"It's gone... It's gone... Nothing! ”

Lying on the head of the bed, Feng Zhibai clenched his hands into fists, and hammered the bed vigorously.

"What's gone? Feng Zhibai, were you kicked in the brain by a donkey? What are you doing with my crying dad and calling my mother early in the morning? ”

Pulling over the quilt that was pressed by her, Chen Xiaodao looked vigilant.

Three whole sections!

It's about 10 minutes long!

It's gone!

She rummaged through all the recycling bins, through all the photo albums, and the video was like evaporation!

Safety is gone!

Early the next morning, the sky was still cloudy, and before Chen Xiaodao woke up, Feng Zhibai rushed into his bedroom with a pair of panda eyes.

The menacing can't refuse at all!

In the end, in the voice of Chen Xiaodao crying and shouting to her mother to tell her not to mess around, Feng Zhibai snatched his mobile phone and opened the photo album.

Sure enough, it's the same as your own phone photo album.

The video is gone.

Yes! God, daddy treats her too thinly!

Don't let her do anything that is unconscionable!

"Ahh Help me! ”

With her hands above her head, she let out a scream.

"You're sick! Suddenly rushed in early in the morning! Do you know if men and women give or receive kisses! What are you doing! Give me back my phone! ”

Reacting, Feng Zhibai didn't want to do anything wrong to himself, Chen Xiao

I'm afraid that she will suddenly start beating herself.

However, unexpectedly, no.

Someone only cried and wailed.

Lao Mitou's sleep was also woken up.

The mind was dizzy and touched Chen Xiaodao's room from his room.

Rubbing his temples, he pulled his throat helplessly: "What are you doing?" Howling early in the morning? I'm not dead. ”

barely opened his eyes, and Lao Mitou saw the situation in front of him clearly.

When his eyes touched Feng Zhibai, who was sitting on the ground in disheveled clothes, and Chen Xiaodao, who was sitting on the bed with his upper body!

Rushing forward quickly, he raised his hand and slapped Chen Xiaodao's arm directly!

"Smack-" is extremely crisp!

"Oops! You stinky boy! Even if you are a minor! This little girl is only a little older, and you will abduct people to bed! ”

was slapped suddenly, and Chen Xiaodao was stunned.

After reacting, he put a quilt on his body in a hurry: "It's not me!" How did you misunderstand me again! I'm not interested in her! She came to my room early in the morning! What are you hitting me for! ”

Old Mitou's hand froze in mid-air.

If you think about it, it's right.

Feng Zhibai is not the kind of person who will suffer.

And in her eyes, she doesn't seem to look down on Chen Xiaodao's little white face.

It seems to be... Misunderstanding.

But the atmosphere has come to this point.

Stop and a little disrespectful.

"Smack!"

The crisp slap still hit Chen Xiaodao's exposed arm.

"Ahh You're still beating me! ”

"I'm sorry, my hands are up, I can't say it if I don't fight."

Looking at him embarrassedly, the old rice head laughed.

Chen Xiaodao lifted the quilt and covered his head.

"Help! I was really wronged! ”

"I'm sorry, I was just impulsive, don't cry, tell me, what's wrong? You two howl early in the morning? ”

"It's not me! It's her! ”

Sticking his head out of the quilt, Chen Xiaodao motioned to Lao Mitou to look at Feng Zhibai, who was still sitting on the ground.

got up to put on his coat, and he and the old rice head were skillful and walked to the living room with one arm of Feng Zhibai.

Put the person on the sofa on the side, and the old rice head went into the kitchen, boiled hot water, and cooked breakfast.

Chen Xiaodao brushed his teeth and washed his face into the sofa, and a pair of eyes began to stare at Feng Zhibai.

When breakfast was served, his resentful eyes never left Feng Zhibai.

After putting the food away, Lao Mitou was accustomed to shouting Feng Zhibai: "Girl, it's time to eat." ”

"Hmph."

The sluggish someone smiled bitterly and held his face with both hands: "What are you eating, the money is flying, woo woo woo." ”

"What money? Last night's money? With Yan Ju in you, are you still afraid of running away from the causal money? ”

Lao Mitou went into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face, wiped his mouth and sat across the table.

Chen Xiaodao also snorted and laughed: "Hmph, what she is crying about is not the money that Yan Ju wants to give, nor is it the causal money last night, she is crying about the dirty money that is about to enter her pocket but flew away!" ”

"What nonsense! When did the old body ever make dirty money. ”

Putting down her hand, she raised her arm and gave Chen Xiaodao a burst when she went up.

Inertia pits his head, and when the pain in his head disappears, he shook his head, and his eyes were full of doubts: "You dare to say that you didn't want to post the video last night to earn some browsing fees on the Internet?" ”

"Whereever, whatever!"

Glancing at him weakly, he reached out for his chopsticks and picked up the pickles.

"Is the old body like that? This belongs to the video that spreads not waves! The old man is law-abiding and scientific, how could he do such a thing. ”

"Hehe, I don't know who stared at the basin last night and saw their heads planted in it."

Lao Mitou drank a large mouthful of boiled water, and was dizzy: "After I got drunk last night, what happened to Han Dongping's house?" What video? I don't know yet, did the ghost subdue last night? ”

"Come, I'll tell you quietly."

Approaching Lao Mitou mysteriously, Chen Xiaodao whispered to him about last night's events.

Speaking of the back, Lao Mitou directly put on a blank expression.

I struggled with myself for a while before I said to Feng Zhibai: "Fortunately, no, if there is, we should go to the police station to surrender to the Yan Bureau in a few days." ”

"Right? So as far as I can say, it's a good thing that the video is gone. ”

Pouring the porridge in front of him into his stomach, Feng Zhibai's panda eyes were full of faintly calm but ready to burst into anger.

"Chen Xiaodao, do you know what the old body wants to do the most now?"

Continuing to sweep the food in front of him, he hummed clearly, and immediately predicted what Feng Zhibai was going to do next: "Do you want to hit me?" Hey, come on, hit me! ”

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, he jumped back and jumped directly onto the sofa.

Lao Mitou saw him put on his shoes and jumped on the sofa, knocking on the bowl: "Oops, hey! Shoes! Shoes! The sofa cover is not washed by you, you don't feel distressed, right? ”

Kicking off the slippers, Chen Xiaodao hid behind Lao Mitou.

Feng Zhibai held the chopsticks in his hand, and with a force in his hand, the chopsticks snapped in half.

"Chen Xiaodao, has the old body been too gentle with you recently?"

She threw away the chopsticks in her hand, slapped the table with both hands, and stood up.

There was a thud on the table

Feng Zhibai supported the table with both hands, and swept his right leg towards the direction of Lao Mitou and Chen Xiaodao!

Seeing this, Lao Mitou quickly leaned forward, and accurately dodged Feng Zhibai's sweeping legs.

Chen Xiaodao squatted behind Lao Mitou, only to feel a gust of wind in front of him, and then the whole person came to a wall like this.

"Ahh

There was a scream, and before he could see it, there was another burst of tremors in his head.

Immediately after, the familiar feeling of punches and kicks covered his whole body.

"Let you owe!"

Waving his fist, Feng Zhibai really fell on Chen Xiaodao's back and face.

Lao Mitou moved a position holding the bowl, glanced at the two of them, calmly ate breakfast, and after hearing Chen Xiaodao's wailing gradually became smaller, he took chopsticks and beckoned to the two: "Okay, okay, don't fight, hurry up and eat, the food is cold." ”

Withdrawing his hand, Feng Zhibai rubbed his wrist and kicked Chen Xiaodao's back: "Let you be idle!" ”

"Ahh

With the last cry of pain, Chen Xiaodao resigned himself to crawling from the ground to the sofa, covering his little white face, and shouted helplessly: "Grandma, can I apply for it, I hope you don't hit my handsome face." ”

"The first time I saw that I was beaten, I still asked for it."

Bai Zhichen glanced at the trail, and Feng Zhibai silently drank the last mouthful of porridge.

Putting down the bowl, Lao Mitou reached out and scooped up Chen Xiaodao, and was about to persuade him to say a few words, when there was a knock on the door.

"Knock-"

The knock on the door was not very hurried.

Pressing the person to the sofa, Lao Mitou got up in time: "Hey, I'll open the door, you two continue to fight." ”

Walking quickly to the door, he didn't forget to turn around and beckon the two of them to continue fighting.

"Who's knocking early in the morning?"

Rubbing his face and looking over.

"Maybe the sound just now was too loud and disturbing the people, it's okay, I'll explain."

The upper hand opened the door.

"Oh, I'm sorry, isn't it noisy..."

"Dad."

Before Lao Mitou finished speaking, the man standing at the door pushed the frame of his glasses and shouted to him with a crisp dad.

Father?

Tatsu Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai looked at the past at the same time.

Outside the gate stood a man.

Right Shanlin is thirty years old.

The man's nose is straight and plump, and he is upright.

The nose is full of benevolence.

The Tiancang basement is full, wide, and rich.

The cheekbones are high and there are thoughts in the heart.

A pair of eyes were slightly raised, revealing a sharp edge, a strong man.

Look at his face in the 12 signs.

Except for the parents' palace and the couple's palace, which are not very good, the others are all superior.

Such a person knows at a glance that he is a successful person.

"Did you smell anything else about him?"

Feng Zhibai was lying at the front of the sofa, pulling Chen Xiaodao's ears.

"Shhh I didn't smell it, maybe you smelled it wrong. ”

Raising his hand to protect his ears, he bared his teeth in pain.

Outside the gate, Lao Mitou looked puzzled: "Young man, are you looking for the wrong door?" ”

The man outside the door laughed, and instinctively reached out and pushed the frame of his glasses again: "Dad, my name is Duan Tianyi, and I am the husband of your daughter Michelle." ”

"My daughter's husband?"

Old Mitou was stunned for a moment.

Her daughter didn't invite him when she got married, and she couldn't make a few phone calls a year, let alone where she lived, let alone her husband.

Hurriedly wiping his hands, Lao Mitou nervously leaned back: "Quick, quick, come in." ”

Duan Tianyi was carrying two boxes in his hands, and the name was a tonic.