MTL - My Cold Gentle Husband-Chapter 1000 Who is bullying?

Yuan Huanchen turned over and said: "Silly boy, teasing you to play, let the child be born in an incomplete family, is irresponsible to him, I can never do this."

"Morning morning" An Zhen was holding her heart.

It’s a silly girl.

Sometimes it is too much to be concerned and not happy.

Yuan Huanchen lived in the family for a while, and the number of times that An Zhen came to look for white light was even more diligent. The three people returned to the boy’s time more than ten years ago.

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Nancheng.

If Jiang Gui really went back to the East to investigate the identity of the priest, his age and photos were all right.

She is embarrassed.

Hesitant to say or not to the East.

She knows that as long as Yi and Dongfang said, the priest and the Dongfang married, it is a matter of nailing.

Then, what about Xiaorou?

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao.

Jiang Guiru is thinking about Dongfangrou, and Dongfangrou is coming back from the outside.

She took the bag and smiled and sat down on the short side of Jiang Guiru: "Mom, why didn't you live for a few more days this time? Auntie, I mean my brother, brother, is he okay?"

Jiang Guiru came back to God, she looked at the oriental soft.

Oriental soft wears a bohemian dress, delicate makeup, black hair softly draped over the shoulders, she is not a national color, not as good as the face of the priest, but it still feels very Comfortable, people are very gentle, especially listening to Jiang Guiru's words.

She is the daughter of Jiang Guiru, an old friend. The friend died unfortunately. She adopted her into the oriental home and regarded her as her own.

"Mother?" Oriental soft see Jiang Guiru just staring at herself, she reached out and held Jiang Guiru's palm.

"Xiaorou," Jiang Guiru came back to God and stroked her soft hair. "Miziko is back."

The face of Dongfangrou flashed a strange look, and the eyelids shrank again: "She is back."

"Xiaorou, don't be afraid, she won't bully you again." Jiang Guiru patted her shoulder.

Yonago is not lawless, even her mother as aunt, she is not in the eyes, Xiaorou is eating a lot of losses in her.

"Mom, is that brother going to marry her? Does the father agree? Mother, or do we tell the father, let the father put pressure on his brother, let the rice son leave?" Dongfang softly held Jiang Guiru's hand nervously.

Jiang Guiru shook his head: "If you really want to be with your aunt, you can't tell your father."

"Why?" The East is incomprehensible.

"Xiaorou" Jiang Guiru sighed and handed the tablet on the sofa to the Oriental soft look. "The real name of Mi Zikai is 苒 苒, who is the second lady. Your father always wants to marry the family, if you let him know the division Awkward identity

Dongfangrou is a smart one. If it is redundant, you don’t need Jiang Guiru.

Dongfang soft grips the fingers of the tablet to tighten: "Miss Sister II? How is it possible?! How can she be a priest?

"Xiaorou, I know that you have a hard time accepting it, but my mother is telling you now that I should have tried what I said, and it’s useless. Your mind about your brother is broken."

Jiang Guiru whispered.

The oriental softly sobbed.

Jiang Guiru shook his head.

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On the weekends, Jiang Guiru spent all the time in the castle. As soon as she left, the priest felt that the oppressive atmosphere that enveloped the air disappeared instantly.

The hand of Dongfang’s hand was injured, and he could not recover for a while. He worked in the study room of the castle every day.

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Oriental ink went to class, and the priest sat alone on the swing shelf to read the book and pass the time.

It’s almost autumn, the weather is very cool, and the priest is leaning on the swing frame to hear what someone is calling.

"Mi Zi!"

"Mi Zi!"

"Mi Zi!"

A tone is heavier than a tone.

The priest realized that he was calling himself.

She closed the book and lifted it, and at a glance she saw the oriental softness standing two meters away.

The priest didn't know her, and frowned: "Are you?"

"I am Dongfangrou, the sister of Dongfang." Oriental Judo.

Jiang Guiru and her said that the priest did not remember the things three years ago.

The priest immediately jumped off the swing and politely dagger: "Hello, I am a priest."

"I know that the distinguished Miss Sister II is not a bad thing that has been abandoned by Li Shuo." The oriental soft face is smiling, but the tone is extremely vicious.

The priest's brain was "squatting", and she squinted her eyes hard, but her brain was chaotic.

She stepped back and grabbed the swing with her palms and continued to black out.

"Mother said that you have become very gentle now, and sure enough. The bad goods, abandoned by Li Shuo, turned to look for aunt! Do you think that Auntie is ruined?" Dongfang soft smiled.

The priest fell on the swing and slowly closed his eyes.

"Mizi 玥! You give me out. Aunt is mine, you roll back to the city, what qualification do you have to stay with the aunt? 贱人! You are not worthy to give Auntie shoes!" The priest did not have any attack power. She boldly walked to the priest and pushed the priest hard.

The next moment, her fingers were held.

"what!"

Suddenly there was a pig-like scream in the garden.

When Yonko opened his eyes, he saw the hand that the eastern soft stretched over. She grabbed it and broke her backhand.

Oriental soft fell to the ground, hugged his finger and broke two hands, screaming and screaming, cold sweat on his forehead.

Yonko crouched down, grabbed her hair, and stunned the haze: "Laughter me? Don't say that I am a daughter of the family, just like my son, I am a beggar, and I can't be a small man." Do you understand it?"

Her hand was pulled hard.

"Ah!" Dongfangrou only felt that the scalp had to be pulled down, but compared with the pain in his hand, it was not worth mentioning.

The pain in my fingers was really painful. She was so sad that she wanted to die.

But this is the only way to let her go, and Mizi is not called Mizi.

She slowly stood up and looked down at her shoes. She lifted her high heels and stepped on the soft face of the East. The heel was pressed hard: "It looks so ugly, and I am dreaming of being with the aunt. Is it that I ruined this face for you, can you actually point it? Remember what I said to you before? Don’t appear in front of me, you should first provoke me, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

"Ah!" Dongfang soft screamed again and again.

"Little!"

"Mi Zi!"

Dongfang and Jiang Guiru received a report from the servant and rushed in.

Yonago’s feet slammed down, and she looked up at the east, and once again coveted, and stepped hard.

"Ah!" The blood ran down from the oriental soft face. Her painful eyes closed and her body was shaking. "Mother! Mother save me! Ah!"

"Xiaorou! Mizi smashed you to stop!" Jiang Gui was so angry that he trembled and his footsteps slammed down and almost fell.