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Chapter 22 Did He Bully You?

"Mother Qiao, it's none of Brother Xiaolu's business. Don't hit him." When he heard that Cheng Tinglu was going to be dealt with, Lu Wansheng became anxious and hurriedly stood between the two of them.

Looking at the little girl who was only as high as his chest but opened her hands to protect him behind her, Cheng Tinglu's heart, which was still seriously doubting life just now, finally felt a little bit of comfort.

It's not in vain that I usually treat her so well.

Qiao Anxia looked at Cheng Tinglu suspiciously, as if to say, it's really not him?

Cheng Tinglu held his breath again in his chest.

Is this really my mother?
Qiao Anxia ignored her son's angry gaze, and focused on Lu Wansheng again, "Then tell Qiao's mother why you are crying?"

Lu Wansheng didn't dare to mention the dog. Thinking of being blinded by the sand before, his eyes were as red as crying, and said: "It really has nothing to do with Brother Xiaolu, yes, the sand got into Shengsheng's eyes .” After all, this is the first time I have lied, so I obviously lack confidence.

Qiao Anxia couldn't help but raised her head and looked in the direction of the second floor. Since when was there sand in her house?
Looking at the little girl's expression, she was so pitiful that she was too scared to tell the truth.

Then he gave his brat a hard look, and said, "Tell me, did you threaten her?"

Cheng Tinglu, who was also shot while lying down: ...

This day is over!
Qiao Anxia ignored his irritable heart at the moment, but looked at Lu Wansheng, and said in a tone that as long as you asked, Qiao's mother would definitely decide for you: "Don't be afraid, with Qiao's mother here, no one will try to bully our Shengsheng. "

Cheng Tinglu: ...

He has absolutely no desire to justify.

"Mother Qiao, it's really none of Brother Xiaolu's business." Lu Wansheng's big eyes were full of helplessness, causing Brother Xiaolu to be scolded, and she felt so guilty.

"It's really not him who bullied you?" Qiao Anxia's suspicious eyes fell on Cheng Tinglu again and again.

"Mom, you are enough!" Cheng Tinglu finally couldn't help jumping up and said, "Am I your own?"

Qiao Anxia: "No, your dad picked you up from the trash can." The answer was crisp and neat.

Cheng Tinglu: ...

Well, he believed it!

A mother would never treat her child like this.

Hearing this, Lu Wansheng turned around and looked in Cheng Tinglu's direction with a pair of big eyes in shock.

It turns out that Brother Xiaolu is just like her...

Eye sockets turned red unconsciously.

Seeing this, Qiao Anxia soon realized that she had said something wrong. The girl was probably thinking of herself, so she couldn't help changing the subject, "Ahem, Shengsheng, can you tell Mother Qiao that you and brother Xiaolu were hiding in the room just now?" What are you playing in?"

Cheng Tinglu couldn't help but tense his scalp, and raised his head to look at Lu Wansheng with a "swish--".

He signaled her not to speak with his eyes.

Lu Wansheng couldn't help biting her lower lip and lowered her head.

Qiao's mother is so kind to her, she doesn't want to lie, but, in case Qiao's mother disagrees with raising the young master...

Seeing her silent appearance, especially her tender lower lip that was almost bleeding from her bite, Qiao Anxia couldn't bear to ask again, raised her hand and rubbed her head and said, "Okay, Mommy Qiao, don't ask, go Wash your hands and eat fruit with Brother Xiaolu!"

Lu Wansheng couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and was dragged by Cheng Tinglu to run towards the kitchen the next second.

"Brother Xiaolu, wouldn't it be good for us to hide the truth from Mother Qiao?" Lu Wansheng glanced at Qiao Anxia in the living room, her little face was full of confusion.

Cheng Tinglu: "Nothing bad."

He was afraid that if he told the other party, he would be beaten to death.

His mother looks at him now like a stepmother looks at her stepson. If he has a chance, he will be beaten up, but if he has no chance to create an opportunity, he will be beaten up.

He didn't want to be so stupid as to give the opportunity to the opponent.

It's just that he forgot a word, paper, after all, it can't contain fire.

(End of this chapter)