Xiao Mo leaned over to the window paper, opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and peeked in.

The house was fighting.

Mrs. Mi ...... Ah no, it's an iron pillar, and he pressed Mi Chengxiang to the ground.

Xiao Mo's eyes almost fell out.

"Wow, that's tragic. ”

Mi Jijiao also leaned over at some point.

Because of Prime Minister Mi's voice just now, she was so scared that she didn't dare to go in, but she was curious about what was going on in her heart, so she came over and wanted to take a look.

"It's not easy to walk away. Xiao Mo pushed her away.

"Why are mothers and fathers arguing?" Mi Jijiao couldn't care about dealing with Xiao Mo at this time, Mrs. Mi was her biggest support, and she couldn't lose this powerful backing.

Xiao Mo's tongue twitched, "Miserable, so miserable." ”

Mi Jiao couldn't do it in a hurry: "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

"Prime Minister Mi is good at understanding people's clothes, and Mrs. Mi sees the chickens acting and tsk, and the two sides are evenly matched. ”

Mi Jiaojiao: Why is "......" obviously an idiom, but she can't understand it?

Xiao Mo continued to peep.

"Wow, the wife is on the father, the man is on the man!"

Mi Cha Cha black question mark face.

Xiao Mo's whole face was pasted on the window paper, "Wow, wow, I'll talk about it later, it's deep-rooted." ”

Behind him, Mi Jiaojiao was about to faint in a daze.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and Mrs. Mi strode out.

Xiao Mo shrank his neck in fright.

"Mother!" Mi Cha didn't want to pounce.

Mrs. Mi flew up and kicked Mi to the side.

Xiao Mo: "......" Is this annoyed and angry?

"Madam!" Mama Li greeted her.

Mrs. Mi is another leg.

Leave you!! Mama Li fell to the ground.

Xiao Mo: "......" I wiped it, and it was really venting his anger!

She watched as Mrs. Mi walked towards her, and finally stood in front of her, murderous, like an iron tower, and a dark shadow enveloped her.

Xiao Mo "purred" and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"That...... I understand, you don't have to do it, I'll do it myself. Xiao Mo turned around and slowly moved to the edge of the flower bed, and then plunged down.

Tie Zhu watched with a dark face as Xiao Mo rushed down with his big head and stuck in the middle of the flowers and plants, his legs fluttering.

The maids in the courtyard huddled together and shivered, and the door of the main house was open, and the scene in the house was unobstructed.

They saw Prime Minister Mi lying face down on the ground, his clothes were messy, and his face was swollen like a bun.

How could the lord be like this?

The maids couldn't believe their eyes.

Just now there were only Mifu and their master in the house, and the only possibility was that Mrs. Mi beat her man, or beat her to death.

But now this situation is a bit weird, and no one dares to come up and ask.

I saw Mrs. Mi hugging the eldest lady's waist, pulling her out of the flower bed, and then carrying her on her shoulders...... Carrying ...... Let's go.

Tie Zhu carried Xiao Mo back to the eldest lady's boudoir and drove all the people in the courtyard out.

Xiao Mo's face was sluggish, just like a wood carving clay sculpture.

Closing the door, Tie Zhu ripped off his skirt in a few clicks.

Xiao Mo suddenly snorted, knelt down and hugged his legs: "Ahhhh

Tie Zhu's undressing hand froze in mid-air: "......"

Xiao Mo is really like his leg pendant: "Huh, editor, I'm so moved, you are for me...... Whew!"

"Don't be a fool. Without waiting for Xiao Mo to finish his lines, Tie Zhu directly slammed her to the ground, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll let you perform repeatedly." ”

Xiao Mo blinked in confusion: "Didn't you dedicate yourself to me?"

"Dedicated to your uncle!"