I Wish Mo All the Best

After Qian Mo finished speaking, he saw the master who had just calmed down and choked up. He took out his phone and brushed it a little, and Qian Mo dared to swear by his profession.

At that moment, she saw that the corner of the master's mouth twitched!

"Inside, it's alright."

Chen Meng tried to calm down.

"I think you can drive back now, it's too late." Xiao Hei reminded.

Chen Menggan laughed twice, "Why should I go back? It's not a big deal."

Little black face huh.

Install, continue to install.

Qianmu don't understand, isn't it the close-up of Sanmeng's big fat face at home? What dumb mystery is this?

Five minutes later, Chen Meng finally felt calm.

"I suddenly thought that there was something else at home."

Silent: Hehe.

Xiaohei: Same as above.

"Hey? Family, don't you stay for dinner?" Mu Mianmian didn't know what happened.

Chen Meng waved her hands, not eating, not eating, and never going away. Her paranoid husband, who was so airy, was about to start the cat at home.

"I'll send you your email at work at night. That's it. I'm leaving now."

Seeing Master hurrying up and down quietly, she was confused.

When Chen Meng left, he quietly asked Xiaohei, "Why is Master so anxious to go back?"

Xiao Hei lay in her ears and said so, she glanced round silently, didn't she?

Xiaohei nodded heavily, "Yes, our old man is indeed shameless."

Silently took out his mobile phone, trying to enlarge the photo just sent by the teacher, but found that the wood was...

Wood, yes, now! ! !

Knowing that the master is going back, they deleted it in seconds, so...

Is there a shaver in the corner of the photo?

Was the scientist really frustrated and raised his shaver late into the night and aimed at the big fat cat at home?

Has San Meng been shaved because of his jealousy?

This mystery is afraid that Chen Meng will never be able to reveal the truth when he returns in time. Qian Mo slightly regrets it.

But the second master's photo of "I shaved my cat's hair without my wife going home" had a huge impact.

Subverting the silent and serious understanding of scientists,

Qian Mo originally had one day's vacation, which was also taken over by the pot that the master temporarily threw.

It's not a big deal.

There was a highly educated male returnee who had violently abused his daughter-in-law and almost interrupted the woman. The woman’s parents persuaded her daughter to divorce to no avail, and she tried to find a way to use heavy financial support to find Chen Meng.

I want Chen Meng to help analyze the psychological motivation of the returnees.

This is a small thing for Chen Meng, and it was not her turn to manage it. However, this kind of human society in China always has a human relationship that cannot be pushed away, so let it go silently.

After quietly reading the information given by the master, vomiting.

"Is my master's research institute going to fail?"

This is all awesome!

Or to persuade the old man not to be superstitious.

Or is it an analysis of domestic violence-domestic violence still uses analysis?

"Do these things with poor self-regulation ability not beat the trash can and waste this resource analysis?" Qian Mo was really too lazy to care about these.

Despite this kind of thing, it might be more meaningful to study whether the crayfish is spicy or spicy or spicy.

Xiaohei is busy working on his computer, and whispers to his wife's vomit, saying that he listened carefully.

Qian Mo thought more and more that the waste of time was not worth it. In the past, he sat on his lap and hugged his neck to protest. "I'm going to call the master. I have to take a leave tomorrow, and I have a headache."

In this way, her quasi-criminal psychologist will become the aunt of the neighborhood committee.

It specifically regulates family conflicts.

Xiaohei looked at the watch and pressed her phone.

"At this time, it's useless for you to fight."

Being a son for more than 20 years, can I see if I can see this?

Silently still young, only ten o'clock, shouldn't the master apply the mask beautifully?

"Wait, you wouldn't mean..." Qian Mo suddenly understood.

Won't it be her thinking... that's it?

Xiaohe shrugged. "It's good to get used to it."

The three of their siblings were all grown up by their parents forcibly raising dog food.

"When we get married in the future, we have to go back and live for two days every week." Qian Mo decided to attack the virus with poison.

Xiaohei thinks that she said very well, especially the word marriage, which is too beautiful and beautiful, and it is easy to cause extreme comfort.

but...

Thinking of his dad's paranoid face, Xiaohe shook his head again.

"I doubt our old man will tie us up on the rocket and launch it, but forget it."

This kind of heartbreaking thing is indeed what his father will do.

In the face of a strong desire to survive, quietly counseled.

And secretly wax a wax for the master in my heart, hey, poor master's little waist... Yeah~

...

The next day, when I went to bed together, I heard a strange voice downstairs. Looking at the window, the man who was fooling around with her half a night was punching. After punching, he began to kick the sandbag, kicking loudly.

Chen Baichuan stood on the side with a fritter, stunned.

Qian Mo's mouth twitched, and quickly went downstairs.

Seeing her come down, Xiaohei closed his fist and said softly to her early.

"Why are you doing this?" Xian looked at Dad numbly and embarrassedly, feeling that Dad was stimulated.

"Everyone has a responsibility to prevent domestic violence." Xiao Hei said pun.

He was worried that he would go to see the tyrannical man suffer a loss, and move his muscles ahead of time.

The fritters of Chen Baichuan were scared to the ground, turned around and walked stiffly into the room, silently supporting their foreheads.

"Dad, don't listen to his bullshit!"

Chen Baichuan went faster...

Talking about Xiao Hei quietly, "Are you deliberately?"

Xiaohei's expression of Wen Liang's homogeneity, honestly, can't understand it.

Chen Baichuan entered the house and ran straight to the bedroom, closing the door to Mu Mianmian, facing the misty water and lowering his voice.

"My wife, I suspect...girls are less than playing."

"What?" Mu Mianmian was changing his son's diaper, and he was confused as he listened to his headless words.

"Don’t you find it strange? The family is so good, why did you run over suddenly? You still brought so many gifts? Then you look less than today~ www.readwn.com~ ..."

Chen Baichuan brain made up a dog blood series, the plot is that his daughter played less than, less than empty has a capacity, but loves her daughter too much, do not go down, wow, no way, can only cry for help from his family, and today Punched again, tweeted...

"I think you are too busy. Go and wash your son with basin water." Mu Mianmian didn't believe this.

Chen Baichuan was ordered to fetch water and walked through the hall to look out. Xiaohei took the wooden board and kicked it sideways silently. The wooden board shattered.

Chen Baichuan was so excited that all the pot of water in his hand was sprinkled, and he quietly closed his legs and said to Xiaohei.

"Look, my dad probably had Parkinson ahead of time, and his hands were shaking."

Xiao Hei, who is best at being a father-in-law licking a dog, moves forward quickly and picks up the ground with a mop. Chen Baichuan feels relieved and heartbroken.

The heart said that a good child, how could he let his little witch take it to death.

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