President Daddy is super strong

Hearing Yang Yilin's voice, Mu Qiqi unconsciously shrunk his small hand on Mo yanjue's arm.

But on second thought, why does she want to separate? She is the legal Mrs. mo. besides, if she offends the Buddha, she will have no chance to work?

As long as you think that you may become a family woman who is divorced from the society in the future, the heart of Muqiqi will pull out the cool.

Her excellent man has put a lot of pressure on her, and now she has to be isolated from the world at home, which is really inhumane.

So the chance is in her hands, she must take it well!

"No one's dumb when you don't talk." Yang Yilin was not politely scolded. Mo yanjue didn't mean to get up either. She let the little woman continue to hold him.

Yang Yilin died as he walked into the room. His long fingers stood in front of him. He looked at them from the cracks of his fingers on purpose, making a sound of slurping as he looked at them. "Hey, my little heart, I can't stand it. What's more, Brother Yun, who has been single for thousands of years, feels heartache for him."

"You'd better worry about yourself." Song Qingyun comes in from the door with the medicine box, and gives Yang Yilin a rude look. His tone is not good.

Yang Yilin's eyes widened and looked at him, "how do you drop them? Is this the rhythm of the situation? "

Song Qingyun banged him to one side with his elbow, which was also called the guest airway: "it doesn't seem to matter to you?"

"Hey." Yang Yilin said, "it's none of my business. As a brother, I care about you, do you know? It's impossible for me and Sir Alex to hug each other from left to right. Are you still an old bachelor

Song Qingyun was too lazy to pay attention to him. He walked directly to the sofa, lifted his eyelids and looked at Mo yanjue. Then he turned his eyes to the woman beside him, looked up and down, and finally asked, "what's wrong?"

Muqiqi smiles awkwardly. Before he can speak, he crudely rolls up the trousers of his pajamas, points to his knee, which is not very red, and coolly says to song Qingyun, "here, I'm injured."

Song Qingyun's face was green at that time, especially... Really want to scold!

when he is very busy, is he?

I'll call him if I knock or touch him. Are his hands with scalpels used to wipe a cotton ball?

"What are you doing? I'll see if I hurt my bone." Seeing song Qingyun standing still, Mo yanjue raised his eyelids and looked at him, he was very calm.

Song Qingyun really wanted to get angry. "Dong" put the medicine box in his hand on the tea table and said coldly, "I think you should read the book of common sense of life when you have time."

For the sarcasm of Song Qingyun, Mo yanjue doesn't care. In his heart and eyes, only this woman can hold.

"It's not bullshit to let you come!" It's not loud or small, but it's freezing.

Muqiqi felt that he was talking too much. He pinched his arm gently. It was clear that she didn't have anything to do. Doctor song rushed here in a hurry. Anyone would be angry.

Dr. Song is still in a good temper. If it's her, she promises to blow it up. Even if she doesn't lift the roof, she must have a bad temper with him.

What for?

Playing with people?

Song Qingyun looks at Mo yanjue in white, squats down, knocks at her reddish knee, and looks at her seriously. "Does it hurt?"