Chapter 3973: 3973
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It's Zhuang Xiaoyu standing by the bed waiting for Zhuang huaisen to drink water. Qin Wuyan's heart seems to be held tight by a pair of soft hands
"Xiao Yu!" Qin speechless face a joy, quickly forward.
Zhuang huaisen coughed heavily.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looks at Qin speechless and wants to say something. But she thinks of Zhuang huaisen's advice and doesn't dare to say more. She just bites her lips. Her eyes are like eyes. She seems to have thousands of words, but she can't open her mouth.
Zhuang huaisen's fierce eyes swept over and forced Qin's speechless steps back: "stop!"
Qin has no words and can hold his feet.
Two people so silent confrontation, who did not speak a word more.
Until Zhuang huaisen couldn't bear it, "when I saw the priest, I didn't even have the least etiquette. Is min's house so unruly?"
Qin Wuyan is neither humble nor arrogant. "The high priest has never regarded our commander as a human being. Why should our commander be vain? There are no outsiders here anyway. "
Zhuang huaisen
Zhuang huaisen was so angry that his heart ached. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu with his head drooping and full of uneasiness. He hated iron but not steel.
In front of Xiaoyu, this guy can so hate him.
If you don't call Xiaoyu here today, can this guy kill him directly?
Zhuang huaisen covered his chest: "tea."
Zhuang Xiaoyu quickly poured the hot tea, held it carefully in front of Zhuang huaisen and handed it to Zhuang huaisen: "Dad, it's a little hot. Be careful."
Zhuang huaisen stares at the blue and white porcelain tea cup in Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand. He doesn't know where the resentment comes from. As soon as he raises his hand, he knocks the porcelain plate to the ground.
Boiling hot tea splashed out, wet Zhuang Xiaoyu's clothes, dripping on the back of her hand.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was hot scream, feet repeatedly back, embroidered shoes almost stepped on the debris.
Qin Wuyan didn't care to think much. He quickly stepped forward, hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu and retreated to a safe place. He reached for her wrist and looked down at the back of her hand.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. It's infuriating.
The back of Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand was already red, skinned by the hot tea, and blistered.
Qin Wuyan burst into a rage. His whole body was cold, and his eyes were fierce. His palm fell on the hilt of the sword: "she is kind-hearted to serve you. Why do you treat her like this?"
Zhuang huaisen half squinted, "my priest's daughter, I can treat you as I want. What's the matter with you?"
"You..." Qin Wuyan pulled out his sword.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was flustered, and could not take care of the pain of the scald on his back. He held Qin Wuyan in his arms and said, "ah Yan, don't treat my father like this. My father broke his leg for me. He can't get well.
It's my fault. It's all my fault. "
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan's face was full of disbelief: "what's the matter?"
To pray on the top of the snow mountain, it is clear that min Huizhu secretly moved her hands and feet, which led to Zhuang huaisen's broken leg. Why did it become Xiao Yu's fault?
Does min Huizhu want to target Xiaoyu at the beginning?
Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed: "it's a long story. My father has been lying in bed for so long. It's all my fault. Don't blame him. He's just angry."
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan couldn't see Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears, so he had to return the sword to the scabbard.
One hand holding her back, the other hand raised, finger pulp wiping her tears, voice slowed down: "don't cry, what you say is what, I promise you, cry of my heart is not good."
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It's Zhuang Xiaoyu standing by the bed waiting for Zhuang huaisen to drink water. Qin Wuyan's heart seems to be held tight by a pair of soft hands
"Xiao Yu!" Qin speechless face a joy, quickly forward.
Zhuang huaisen coughed heavily.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looks at Qin speechless and wants to say something. But she thinks of Zhuang huaisen's advice and doesn't dare to say more. She just bites her lips. Her eyes are like eyes. She seems to have thousands of words, but she can't open her mouth.
Zhuang huaisen's fierce eyes swept over and forced Qin's speechless steps back: "stop!"
Qin has no words and can hold his feet.
Two people so silent confrontation, who did not speak a word more.
Until Zhuang huaisen couldn't bear it, "when I saw the priest, I didn't even have the least etiquette. Is min's house so unruly?"
Qin Wuyan is neither humble nor arrogant. "The high priest has never regarded our commander as a human being. Why should our commander be vain? There are no outsiders here anyway. "
Zhuang huaisen
Zhuang huaisen was so angry that his heart ached. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu with his head drooping and full of uneasiness. He hated iron but not steel.
In front of Xiaoyu, this guy can so hate him.
If you don't call Xiaoyu here today, can this guy kill him directly?
Zhuang huaisen covered his chest: "tea."
Zhuang Xiaoyu quickly poured the hot tea, held it carefully in front of Zhuang huaisen and handed it to Zhuang huaisen: "Dad, it's a little hot. Be careful."
Zhuang huaisen stares at the blue and white porcelain tea cup in Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand. He doesn't know where the resentment comes from. As soon as he raises his hand, he knocks the porcelain plate to the ground.
Boiling hot tea splashed out, wet Zhuang Xiaoyu's clothes, dripping on the back of her hand.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was hot scream, feet repeatedly back, embroidered shoes almost stepped on the debris.
Qin Wuyan didn't care to think much. He quickly stepped forward, hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu and retreated to a safe place. He reached for her wrist and looked down at the back of her hand.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. It's infuriating.
The back of Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand was already red, skinned by the hot tea, and blistered.
Qin Wuyan burst into a rage. His whole body was cold, and his eyes were fierce. His palm fell on the hilt of the sword: "she is kind-hearted to serve you. Why do you treat her like this?"
Zhuang huaisen half squinted, "my priest's daughter, I can treat you as I want. What's the matter with you?"
"You..." Qin Wuyan pulled out his sword.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was flustered, and could not take care of the pain of the scald on his back. He held Qin Wuyan in his arms and said, "ah Yan, don't treat my father like this. My father broke his leg for me. He can't get well.
It's my fault. It's all my fault. "
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan's face was full of disbelief: "what's the matter?"
To pray on the top of the snow mountain, it is clear that min Huizhu secretly moved her hands and feet, which led to Zhuang huaisen's broken leg. Why did it become Xiao Yu's fault?
Does min Huizhu want to target Xiaoyu at the beginning?
Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed: "it's a long story. My father has been lying in bed for so long. It's all my fault. Don't blame him. He's just angry."
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan couldn't see Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears, so he had to return the sword to the scabbard.
One hand holding her back, the other hand raised, finger pulp wiping her tears, voice slowed down: "don't cry, what you say is what, I promise you, cry of my heart is not good."
It's Zhuang Xiaoyu standing by the bed waiting for Zhuang huaisen to drink water. Qin Wuyan's heart seems to be held tight by a pair of soft hands"Xiao Yu!" Qin speechless face a joy, quickly forward.Zhuang huaisen coughed heavily.Zhuang Xiaoyu looks at Qin speechless and wants to say something. But she thinks of Zhuang huaisen's advice and doesn't dare to say more. She just bites her lips. Her eyes are like eyes. She seems to have thousands of words, but she can't open her mouth.Zhuang huaisen's fierce eyes swept over and forced Qin's speechless steps back: "stop!"Qin has no words and can hold his feet.Two people so silent confrontation, who did not speak a word more.Until Zhuang huaisen couldn't bear it, "when I saw the priest, I didn't even have the least etiquette. Is min's house so unruly?"Qin Wuyan is neither humble nor arrogant. "The high priest has never regarded our commander as a human being. Why should our commander be vain? There are no outsiders here anyway. "Zhuang huaisenZhuang huaisen was so angry that his heart ached. He raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu with his head drooping and full of uneasiness. He hated iron but not steel.In front of Xiaoyu, this guy can so hate him.If you don't call Xiaoyu here today, can this guy kill him directly?Zhuang huaisen covered his chest: "tea."Zhuang Xiaoyu quickly poured the hot tea, held it carefully in front of Zhuang huaisen and handed it to Zhuang huaisen: "Dad, it's a little hot. Be careful."Zhuang huaisen stares at the blue and white porcelain tea cup in Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand. He doesn't know where the resentment comes from. As soon as he raises his hand, he knocks the porcelain plate to the ground.Boiling hot tea splashed out, wet Zhuang Xiaoyu's clothes, dripping on the back of her hand.Zhuang Xiaoyu was hot scream, feet repeatedly back, embroidered shoes almost stepped on the debris.Qin Wuyan didn't care to think much. He quickly stepped forward, hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu and retreated to a safe place. He reached for her wrist and looked down at the back of her hand.It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. It's infuriating.The back of Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand was already red, skinned by the hot tea, and blistered.Qin Wuyan burst into a rage. His whole body was cold, and his eyes were fierce. His palm fell on the hilt of the sword: "she is kind-hearted to serve you. Why do you treat her like this?"Zhuang huaisen half squinted, "my priest's daughter, I can treat you as I want. What's the matter with you?""You..." Qin Wuyan pulled out his sword.Zhuang Xiaoyu was flustered, and could not take care of the pain of the scald on his back. He held Qin Wuyan in his arms and said, "ah Yan, don't treat my father like this. My father broke his leg for me. He can't get well.It's my fault. It's all my fault. "Qin WuyanQin Wuyan's face was full of disbelief: "what's the matter?"To pray on the top of the snow mountain, it is clear that min Huizhu secretly moved her hands and feet, which led to Zhuang huaisen's broken leg. Why did it become Xiao Yu's fault?Does min Huizhu want to target Xiaoyu at the beginning?Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed: "it's a long story. My father has been lying in bed for so long. It's all my fault. Don't blame him. He's just angry."Qin WuyanQin Wuyan couldn't see Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears, so he had to return the sword to the scabbard.One hand holding her back, the other hand raised, finger pulp wiping her tears, voice slowed down: "don't cry, what you say is what, I promise you, cry of my heart is not good."
