The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

The old lady was watching TV nearby and heard it. She asked a few simple questions.

"I'm not that curious about you young people's affairs. I don't have any inside information here. When the Mo family is free..."

There are not many people in the Mo family, and there is no hostess who can take care of it.

The old lady changed her words: "When you get together in private, ask in person."

Yi Qinghuan and Song Yuan looked at each other, neither feeling too surprised nor regretful.

Mo Tingshen's matter was just a cover, which could be used as an excuse to visit.

At this time, there were voices outside the door, noisily coming this way.

From afar, I heard Bo Qingshan shouting: "Third uncle, don't quibble, you just kicked me! Otherwise, why would I fall if I was just standing there!"

Bo Yanqing said with a serious look on his face, "You have a poor system and a weak lower body. Don't blame me for your fall."

"Am I stupid? It's not easy to fall, but I just fell into the mud pit. Are you jealous of me because you saw me dressed like a tree today? Are you afraid that you can't match my graceful charm and deliberately ruin my image?"

Bo Yanqing raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Read more."

Bo Qingshan almost choked from the gust of wind. He quickly went through the most filthy words in his mind. Just as he was about to use his words, he stepped too far and failed to find a good foothold. His ankle hit the screen. His whole body turned into a ball of mud and fell inside.

After rolling a few times, he didn't know whose feet he rolled to. Bo Qingshan was afraid that he would be stuffed under the sofa, so he subconsciously grabbed the person's feet, and suddenly there was a soft cry above his head.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and faced the frightened and aggrieved face of his eldest sister. His eyes slipped to his hand, which was clasping someone else's calf. He was startled and quickly let go.

"quick!"

Old Mrs. Bo covered her heart and was extremely anxious: "Kick him out quickly, my carpet is dirty!"

Everyone: "..."

Someone is not as important as the carpet they walk on.

Bo Qingshan stood up and apologized to Song Yuan first, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. Did I hurt you in any way?"

Song Yuan was stunned for a few seconds before her expression recovered, "It's okay, are you okay? Did you fall?"

"I didn't, thank you for your concern."

Bo Qingshan was a well-educated man. He took care of his guests first and then turned back to Bo Yan to settle the account.

"I didn't kick you this time, you threw it yourself."

Bo Qingshan narrowed his eyes, "Third uncle, do you admit that you kicked me just now?"

Bo Yanqing seemed to let out a soft "hmm". It was like an illusion. Bo Qingshan didn't hear it clearly even though he was so close. He rushed over and thought that Zeng Bo Yanqing was covered in mud, but he didn't know that Bo Yanqing lifted Qianqian in his arms and blocked it in front of him.

The little girl blinked her eyes and called softly: "Brother..."

Bo Qingshan immediately retracted his claws, and he consciously stood two steps away.

"Okay, the guests are here. Look what you have done. Go upstairs and change clothes!"

The old lady spoke, and Bo Qingshan temporarily stopped talking, waiting to see off the guests before talking, so as not to make outsiders laugh.

The old lady stared at Bo Qingshan's bare feet. There was mud between the toes. She said to Wu's mother sadly: "Let him wash it somewhere else. If he dares to go upstairs, I will break his legs."

Wu Ma smiled and said, "I know."

She caught up with Bo Qingshan and said, "Young master, I will take you to the third young master's place to wash yourself."

Bo Qingshan's eyes lit up, and Wu Ma reminded him in time: "The third young master is watching. If you mess up his place, you will be punished."