Chapter 112 Going back to her natal home with my wife [3]

"Qin Chuyi, stop!" Zhuang Sijing was anxious, but she didn't dare to go forward.He could only get angry at Yang Shumin, "Look at your daughter! If she beats Simiao up, my father won't let you off!"

Yang Shumin knew her daughter's temper well, so she didn't dare to stop it rashly. Her eyes were red again when she was anxious, "First day of junior high school, do you really want to make things difficult for mom?"

Chu Yi narrowed his eyes, looked at his mother, stopped his hands, pushed Zhuang Simiao aside, and said coldly, "Go back to your room, as long as I'm still here for a day, you have to avoid me!"

"You..." Zhuang Simiao's cheeks were red and swollen now, and no matter how angry she was, she didn't dare to scold her anymore, but she was unwilling to let her just listen to such a fool!
At this time, Zhuang Sijing struggled to retort, "Why should we listen to you? This is the banker! Don't think that you can be a tyrant here because Dad is not here now!"

On the first day of the lunar new year, he sneered a few times, pinching his knuckles, "Just because my fists are hard enough, just because I can draw your faces into a nine-square grid! If you don't believe me, just try!"

The sisters of the Zhuang family froze, no matter how angry their chests were flooded, they would not dare to really confront her at this meeting.

Qin Chuyi had learned muay thai, they knew it, but they didn't expect that one day this oil bottle would dare to attack them!

"Sijing, take Simiao up and apply it on your face." Yang Shumin hurriedly found a step for the two of them.

Zhuang Sijing glared at Chuyi, and carried her sister upstairs.

Chu Yi glanced at them and rubbed his wrists.

It's been a long time since they haven't done it, and their skills have been abandoned. If this pair of morning glory is uneasy, she doesn't mind using them as sandbags.

"First day..." Yang Shumin looked at her daughter, hesitating to speak.

On the first day of junior high school, I knew what my mother was going to say, looked back and said lightly, "Mom, some people, if you don't teach them a lesson, they don't know what to be afraid of."

Yang Shumin didn't say anything, sighed and walked into the kitchen again.

When I returned to the room on the first day of junior high school, I really didn't have a good impression of the dealer, and even felt that my breathing was not smooth.She lay on the bed bored, took out her mobile phone, flipped through the phone book casually, and stopped when she found Feng Junsheng.

She went back to the dealer tonight, but she hasn't told him yet. If she didn't go back, will he... be anxious?
Immediately, she shook her head to deny the idea.

Qin Chuyi, you are really hypocritical, you feel too good about yourself, why should people worry about you?

Depend on!
Think about it, I'm not feeling well.

On the first day of junior high school, he threw the phone on the table next to him irritably, and was about to get up when the phone rang.

She was taken aback for a moment, blinked her charming eyes, sat up and took her hand, and when she looked at it, it actually showed Feng Junsheng's phone number!
The first reaction in the first day of junior high school was, did I accidentally pull it out just now?Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? !
The phone kept ringing, and if she didn't answer it, it would keep ringing endlessly.

On the first day of junior high school, she calmed down, and then connected, with a distant tone, "Who is it?"

On the opposite side, there was a moment of silence at first, and then, Feng Junsheng's slightly sexy magnetic voice came lazily through the microphone, "Honey, you can be more hypocritical, I don't care."

On the first day of the lunar new year, he pretended to be surprised, "Oh, isn't this Young Master Feng San! I really can't hear you if you keep talking~"

(End of this chapter)

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