My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 215 1.215 Uninvited Guest

After a short rest, they set off for the next day.

The return journey was slightly slower with food, but fortunately, I was safe all the way and did not encounter any corpses.

In the evening, Arbor rushed home.

As soon as I entered the door, I couldn't help but relax, and called softly, "Mother. I'm back."

"Ah, Jojo is back." The soft voice of the woman sounded.

Fall in arbor, as a sunny thunderbolt.

She froze there, her eyes turned coldly to the loud woman.

Wen Ruwan was standing in the courtyard of her house, and Wenwen was quietly standing next to her grandmother. She wore a bright red cardigan with a green pleated skirt and a pot of stew. She looked at her with a smile on her face. she was.

The time before Qiaomu's eyes flashed through some fragment-like pictures, just like the soft and gentle gentleness in front of her eyes, and she cried to her father, "Komori is too difficult to teach. My stepmother is difficult to do, I am strict, I invite people to gossip, I am not strict , He will go out and make trouble like today. I really do n’t know how to teach him ... ”

The mother gave birth to her younger brother, so she was crooked by the woman so well that she died in an inexplicable storm.

When he died, his younger brother was only sixteen, and a young life was lost.

Qiao Mu's change in the gas field was most clearly felt by Mo Lin as she walked in together.

The little guy was just fine, and the situation changed in a moment, and his breath was soaring.

At this moment, her eyes were ice-filled, and the woodcut and stubborn expression was like when she returned to the moment when she first met her, holding a rock and beating Wu Yanzhen fiercely.

Prince Mo's eyebrows flickered dangerously, and along the cold eyes of Qiao Xiao's classmates, he shot at the woman who was standing in a small flower garden in a embarrassed and uneasy complexion.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as Luan Yue stepped into this small yard, he heard the sound of Xiao Qiaoqiao's questioning.

He almost blurted out nervously: I and I came to you ...

Then I found out, eh, it seems that he would be wrong, Xiao Qiaoqiao is not beating him, he is someone else!

"Get off!" Qiao Mu sideways let out the passage, yelling at Ru Ruan Wan, pointing at the door.

The stew pot Wen Ruwan held nervously in her arms almost fell to the ground, and she knelt down in front of the Wang family. The weak trembling trembled, and the two lines of tears fell down. "Aunt ..."

The old lady trembled with anger and patted the stone table vigorously, "You and you! It's so unruly! This is, it's your aunt Wen, you you ..."

Annoyed to say coherent words.

Poisonous arrows appeared in Qiaomu's eyes, "Always!"

The steward rushed over staggeringly, his face turned pale and frightened, "Little Miss."

"What did I say when I left this house. Anyone dare to put me in? Have you ever put my little master in my eyes?" Qiaomu's eyes widened, his fists clenched, and his body was all over Shivering and yelling at him often, "You also pack me up and get me out today! Immediately! Immediately! Get out!"

The moonbreaker was almost scared, and Ruo Ruhan didn't dare to speak.

When the soft and cute Qiao Qiao got angry, it was really terrible. If the anger was substantive, it would be unlucky to burn anyone! Even if he made a funny comparison, he didn't dare to touch the mold at this time!

Often gimmicks, such as pounding garlic, "Little master, often wrong, often dare not dare in the future, ask the little master to give the old slave a chance."

Mrs. Qiao was so angry that she collapsed on the ring chair, trembling with a finger at the angry tree.

(End of this chapter)