My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 245 1.245 Let Dad Come!

"Jojo! Don't you do it, let Dad come!"

But seeing Qiao Zhongbang with a somber face, he suddenly lifted the crossbow in his hand, and Qiao Wenjuan who ran outwards toward him, an arrow came on his head.

Quick and decisive is a bit unlike her indecisive scrap father ...

"Boom!" The crossbow pierced Qiao Wenjuan's head immediately, pulling her inertially forward a few steps, and Tongtong pulled to the ground.

Qiaomu's eyes were slightly curved, and he glanced at his father secretly.

Father, he didn't want her to deal with this "little aunt", he was using his own way to protect his daughter.

If someone must bear this crime of "killing relatives", then Qiao Zhongbang will carry it!

Even if my mother is not willing to forgive him forever! Even if the mother wants to blame him for a lifetime ...

Qiao Zhongbang reached out to stop the tree, ran a few steps on his own with a crossbow, stretched out one foot and kicked Qiao Wenjuan's leg twice, and saw that she hadn't moved any more, so she was relieved.

Uncle Qiao went forward to check it again, and then told Qiao Mu and Qiao Zhongbang, "This matter is of great importance. I don't know if Qiao Wenjuan secretly injured anyone before entering the city. I went to the city's main government to file a report. Let's just ask the owner to come and clean up the body. "

Qiao Mu nodded in agreement, "The second uncle said yes. There are two uncles running!"

Uncle Joe waved his hand and hurried out.

Wei Ziqin, standing on the cloister, was relieved, and hurriedly walked to the father and daughter, "Qiao Qiao, Zhongbang, this? How could this family run out of a corpse, you are all right."

Qiao Zhongbang smiled bitterly at his wife, Qiao Wenjuan fell to the ground, his face was blown up again by fire spirits, and Wei Ziqin naturally did not recognize who this person was.

"Let's go to the front yard."

When Wei Ziqin learned that the corpse was actually a variant of Qiao Wenjuan, he was surprised.

Giving her husband a worried look, Wei Ziqin asked, "Mother's side ..."

Qiao Zhongbang waved his hands bitterly, "Go with her."

Soon, Uncle Qiao and the owner of Gu Cheng pulled a team of corpses to rush over and carried Qiao Wenjuan away.

Wei Ziqin stood up and looked at Mo Lian, "Xiao Mo, hungry, something like this happened at home, let you see a joke."

"It's okay, aunt. No one wants this kind of thing. You should persuade your uncle to comfort him. I don't think my uncle would be in a good mood these two days." A prince walked past Mr. Qiao and suddenly blinked at her Blink.

"Good boy, you have a heart." Wei Ziqin looked at Mo Mo with a smile, and the more he looked the better.

Qiao Mu held out a small hand to her mother's back: I'm so angry! Mother, am I your daughter-in-law? I'm the bitter kid who hasn't eaten a grain of rice from now on!

"Oh!" Arbor sat angrily on the stool.

A shadow suddenly flashed around the child, and before she responded, her small body was held high.

"Qiao Qiao is tired! I'll take you to the dining room." Prince Mo walked elegantly with the children, and by the way, harvested the praises of two "good boys" by Father and Mother Joe.

"Let's wash our hands and eat!"

I wash your sister's hands! I'm not a kid! !! You drop me asshole!

Prince Mo laughed secretly. After walking two steps, he heard the sound of the moon breaking from the door, "Jojo, Jojo is not at home!"

Prince Mo was holding the little girl and turned around, with a look at the moonbreaker who waved to him.

Uninteresting guy! What is he doing here? Qiao Qiao's family favorability, can anyone brush it? Don't even think about it! Humph--

(End of this chapter)