Be a Boss from Fighting

Just as An Bufan stood up, Qian Daoliu continued to shout angrily.

"Bangdang."

An Bufan just stood up, but finally knelt down again.

An Bufan, who was kneeling, looked at Qian Daoliu rather puzzled: "Old man, don't you have something to ask me?"

"You have something to ask me, is it really okay for you to let me kneel down?"

"What made you kneel down?"

Qian Daoliu rolled his eyes at An Bufan and said, "This matter must make you kneel."

Qian Daoliu changed the subject, and said earnestly: "Ji'er! Do you know?"

An Bufan: "What do I know?"

Qian Daoliu: "Father is not easy!"

At this moment, An Bufan felt some ominous premonition slowly rising from the bottom of his heart, and said, "So?"

An Bufan clenched his fists under the sleeve robe at this time, if the old man dared to let him give Bo Saixi to him.

special.

He was thinking about farting.

Watch Laozi finish him off with one punch.

"so……"

Qian Daoliu looked at An Bufan seriously, and said in a deep voice, "So..."

An Bufan's fist was already secretly charged, as long as the old guy dared to speak.

Then he can only "kill relatives righteously".

"So, promise me, treat Bo Saixi well. After all...he was my goddess once."

When he said this, Qian Daoliu instantly aged ten years, and the original fierce aura on his body completely disappeared at this time.

"Ok?"

An Bufan, who was already prepared to kill Qian Daoliu with one punch, couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

How is this different from what I imagined?

Yes, it's just different.

I thought the old man was going to... Now it seems that I think too much.

The fist under the sleeve robe could not help but slowly loosen.

"Ok?"

The four girls on the side, besides Bo Saixi herself, Bibidong and the three girls were at a loss when they heard it.

I don't even know what the old man means by this?

Qian Daoliu looked at An Bufan seriously and said, "Little brat, promise me?"

The former woman, no... the former goddess who became her own son.

It's a feeling you don't understand.

Qian Daoliu knew that this was the end of the matter, and there was nothing he could do.

All he can do now is to make his son treat her better and be gentler.

"Forehead!"

An Bufan felt that what Qian Daoliu said was nonsense, did his own woman treat her well?

Who treats her well?

Do you need someone else to teach you?

No need at all.

But the old man is also full of "hearts", so he can't say anything.

He could only nod his head and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"Ah."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied with An Bufan's answer.

But Qian Daoliu still did not forget to warn: "Stinky boy, what if you do something bad to my former goddess? Take care, I won't spare you."

An Bufan quickly promised: "Don't worry, I will treat her well."

"Ok."

"Get up."

Qian Daoliu gave An Bufan a blank look, and said slowly.

Looking at Bo Saixi, Qian Daoliu was still quite unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.