Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Here, in front of the ancestral hall, Qin Liang, who was so bored that he squatted in the corner to draw circles, was suddenly scolded by his father.

"..." Dad, did you eat dynamite? Qin Liang's innocent face.

Did that man offend his father?

Why are you so angry.

Scold enough, Qin Valley Lord cold hum a, "this month you don't want to go out, also don't have pocket money."

The wings are really hard.

After receiving his son, Qin Guzhu felt much better, "go to dinner."

Qin Liang wanted to have the guts to refuse. You just scolded me like that, now you call me to dinner? It's impossible. I'll starve to death

"Gululu" belly call is particularly obvious.

"Well, here we are." Qin Liang's small steps to keep up, backbone? What's that? Can I make soup?

It's still important to have a meal. There's nothing like a meal for my mother. If not, two meals.

Muyun'an and Qin Ruoxi are already sitting in the living room.

Qin's mother brought up the last bowl of vegetables and touched Qin Ruoxi's head. "Are you hungry, this child?"

Mu yun'an suspected that the oil on Qin's mother's hand had rubbed Qin Ruoxi's hair. He held back his smile and said, "I'm Qin Liang's friend."

She didn't mean to say that she was Qin Ruoxi's friend. She was clearly in love with the enemy.

"Oh, it's Xiaoliang's friend." Qin's mother put away her gaze, and the child looked simple.

Qin Valley master and Qin Liang also came. Qin Liang followed him dejectedly, like a fallen dog.

"Good smell, Niang. Your cooking skills have changed again." As soon as Qin Liang smelled the food, he came over and let out a rainbow fart next to Qin's mother.

My father doesn't expect any more. Hold my mother's thigh first.

"Sit down and eat." Qin mother's gentle smile, eyes full of love.

Muyun'an felt so sour that he didn't feel any father's love and mother's love in any life. It was too luxurious.

This kind of family, the real name system envies.

A meal is really enjoyable. The Qin family has no airs and likes to chat at the dinner table. Mu yun'an can't help but raise his mouth while eating.

"Mu an, what does your father do?" Qin's mother began to question her family.

"I don't have a father." Mu yun'an wiped the corners of her mouth. She also wanted to know what her father did. The problem is that the goods are not invited to live or die now.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

It's like stepping on the thunder spot.

"It's ok... Don't you still have a mother? It's very good." Qin Liang didn't know which nerve was wrong. He wanted to ease the atmosphere.

"It's no use to have a father. You can see my father scolding me. It's better for my mother." Qin Liang also rubbed against his mother.

The comfort seems a little pale.

"I don't have a mother." Mu Yun An's face doesn't change, the tone is light, just stating a fact.

“……”

Qin Liang's smile so stiff in the corner of the mouth, let you talk, OK, now the atmosphere is more embarrassing.

Feeling the strange look in his eyes, mu yun'an looks up at Qin Ruoxi. What's the sympathetic expression for?

She doesn't think she's having a bad time.

"It's delicious." Mu Yun An changed a topic.

"Well, have a meal." Mother Qin regretted that she shouldn't have asked this question. She didn't expect that she was such a poor child.

At such a young age, I should have lived in a greenhouse.