To extinguish his mouth?

Then the father and son of Xiangguo are not good people.

The young man became vigilant, hugged the baby in his arms with one hand, and quietly pressed the long sword at his waist with the other, and did not forget to give a look to the defenseless King Lu next to him.

King Lu also gave him a look, "I'm fine, you have to be careful".

The young man hooked his lips nonchalantly, full of arrogance and ambition.

Seeing this, King Lu immediately understood that this kid was thinking wrong, and hurriedly shook his head at him, taking advantage of the cover of holding his precious son, and hinted at him with four in his hand.

However, in Wei Jiangshen's perspective, what is the difference between King Lu's four fingers holding Xiaobao and five fingers?

Before the young man could figure out what King Lu wanted to tell him, he saw an elderly mother-in-law come over and say that the old lady had heard that the two little highnesses had been found and couldn't wait to take a look.

When Xiangguo Gong heard this, he finally withdrew his cold gaze from staring at the young man, and looked at King Lu to ask.

"Okay, Jingqing will take my little sister to accompany my grandmother, my grandmother is also worried today."

King Lu let go of his precious son, and his expression had returned to his former gentleness and generosity.

Xiao Chayin saw that the familiar brother-in-law was back, and obediently took him from his brother's arms and put him on the ground.

The little milk bag was led by Brother Jingqing to the backyard, and when he turned around, he saw that his third brother did not follow, and the little baby immediately pouted and stopped.

As soon as Jing Qing turned around, he saw his aggrieved little milk bag, his heart hurt, and he gently coaxed, "Yinyin, don't cry, your brother has grown up and can't come to the back house." He'll be waiting outside, and he'll be there when we get out later. ”

"Really?" The baby's eyes suddenly lit up again, and he asked in a milky voice.

"Of course." Jing Qing smiled, picked up his little sister and continued to walk behind.

Behind them, the adults remained in place.

After Wei Jiang saw his little baby being coaxed, he happily entered the backyard, and he also reassured himself to retract his gaze and made a gesture towards Xiangguo Gong,

"The person has been delivered, and I will leave in the next place."

"Wait." The tone was low and angry, full of anger.

The only bit of gentleness left at the corner of Xiangguogong's mouth disappeared with the departure of the babies.

Grandpa Guo's majestic face was full of anger, his eyebrows were loosened and his lines were deep, and every trace of wrinkles that had gone through the wind and waves was full of anger.

"Just want to leave? It's too simple! What kind of place are you and my Xiangguo Mansion! ”

In the face of such an imposing grandfather, Wei Jiang smiled deeply, without blinking his eyelids, between his warm words and words, he had the arrogance and arrogance of a young writer,

"I want to go, why does Grandpa Guo think he can keep me?"

"Why?!" Xiang Guogong looked at such a brazen young man, his eyes were like copper bells, he was so angry that he was almost about to be passed, his chest was bullied fiercely, and his red eyes roared,

"Good shameless erector of you! Climbed into the courtyard wall of my house, stole into my daughter's boudoir, and snatched clothes with contempt, why are you still asking me why I won't let you go?! ”

Wei Jiang listened to this old guy scolding him as a grandson as soon as he opened his mouth, and was thinking about blocking him back, but when he heard it again, his open mouth froze, and he was stunned to see Xiangguo Gong spitting at him and scolding.