Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

A three-year-old cute baby walked towards Mu Wanqing aggressively with her hands on her hips.

"You...cough cough...you are little..." Junjun?A bad premonition surged in Mu Wanqing's heart, and she was about to run away, but unfortunately she was a little too late, and was kicked on the waist by a little foot.

"puff!"

Not very harmful, very strong enlistment!
Mu Wanqing's face flushed red: "Little Junjun...you..."

"boom!"

"what--"

The smiling Bai Zimo hadn't had time to close the smile before he was kicked away by Mr. Farm with his short legs.

Mu Wanqing's heart was instantly balanced. It's great that she's not licking her wounds by herself!
Mr. Farm rolled his eyes, who will challenge the young master?
Qiao Xuan and the others were stunned. They couldn't hear the conversation of several people, but the sense of the picture was magnified dozens of times, and their faces were pained.

Mr. Farm curled his lips in distaste, the young master is so handsome, it's not something that a hairy dog ​​can just look at casually.

snort!
The young master's voice is so charming, if he is entangled by some shameless people, wouldn't he be humiliated to death?
hum 1
The abused Mu Wanqing patted the dust and grass clippings on her body, ran forward like a dog, and stuffed a bottle of pill into the farmer's arms: "Boss, honor your..."

Mr. Farm coaxed him with his small ears. If there was a tail behind him, he would probably have floated into the sky long ago: "You are wise."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Can I have a beating?
As soon as this thought came up, I quickly suppressed it. No way, if Xiao Junjun finds out, I will be tortured miserably.

How can this work?

Sunny is a good boy.

"Boss, those bedbugs scolded their mother, scolded us, and looked down on you..." Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes, thinking about it.

How can pills be filial to others casually?

Mo Qingcheng was dumbfounded, how could he act so coquettishly?As expected of a little witch, she is really better than blue.

The corner of Mr. Farm's mouth curled up with disdain: "You stinky beggar can't handle it? It's useless!"

Having said that, Mr. Farm was so stinky, he gave two stinky spirit power balls to Sai Mu Wanqing, hid behind Mo Qingcheng, and looked lively.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Why is it always me in Mao's hand?
wrong!

This thing is so stinky, could it be Xiao Junjun's papa?

Mr. Farm's face darkened, and he wrote down a note for Mu Wanqing in the notebook, hum, wait for the young master, I have you to see!
With a dark face, Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, resisting the urge to vomit, and rushed towards Qiao Xuan and the others with a "whoosh".

"Hmph! My aunt will teach you how to be a human being!"

The expressions of Qiao Xuan and the three of them suddenly changed, and they quickly backed away, but they were still a beat slower, and the smelly spirit power ball exploded with a "boom", before they had time to catch their breath, they fainted on the ground.

"Ah, what kind of tricks are these old ladies playing? Pretending to be dizzy? Touching porcelain? Who is not a baby? Huh..." Mu Wanqing wiped away tears that didn't exist, pursed her mouth, turned around and flew towards Mo Qingcheng. body.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

How do you break your own cub?
That's it!

Mo Qingcheng tugged at the two little hairpins on the little girl's head, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, mother will support you."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

No, is that what I mean?woo woo...

Mo Qingcheng glanced coldly at Qiao Xuan and the others: "Do you want to die or live?"

Qiao Xuan, Lan Shuangqin, Shangguan Yu: "..."

What do you mean?Can live well, who wants to court death?

"Hand over the Qiankun bag, and I'll spare you!" Mo Qingcheng stretched out his hand, full of arrogance.

"You...why don't you go grab it?"