Chapter Nine Hundred and Fifty Second Bad Taste

"No conscience... black heart... kindness and vengeance... ungrateful... old pervert... deserving of enough food..."

Helianqing pointed his ears, only to hear the girl squatting in front of him, hugging her head and crying, muttering, of course, they were all scolding him, but some of them had been repeated dozens of times, and they said repeatedly, Nothing new at all. !

This little girl is very courageous, she is the first to dare to fight against him!

Xiao Meng shrank his neck and said nothing, his stomach hurt from laughing.

He has followed He Lianqing for a long time, and he has already seen that He Lianqing is not really angry. If Mr. is really angry, why would he talk so much nonsense with you, give a direct order, and even call 'help' time. No.

And how could it be possible to bury dead people under the grape trellis? My husband loves this grape. He enjoys the shade in summer and eats fruits in autumn. If he is buried and dead, how can he eat it?

And what the husband dislikes the most is the dead. They never let the husband see the dead body, so as not to affect the appetite.

After arguing with Meimei, He Lianqing suddenly felt refreshed, his spirits improved a lot, and his chest was not as stuffy as before.

He Lianqing was very surprised by this discovery. He glanced at the girl who was still crying, and thought it was incredible. Could it be possible to quarrel with this little girl to cure the disease?

Qiuqiu in his backpack glanced helplessly at his mourning owner, his IQ is a hard injury!

Even with such a small brain capacity, it can be seen that this half-dead person is deliberately scaring the master, and the unlucky master is really frightened.

Alas, what a shame!

Qiuqiu didn't feel any malice in Helianqing's body, so he shrunk in his backpack and slept without worrying about his brows. Anyway, nothing could happen!

Helianqing teased Meimei again impatiently, and gave Xiaomeng a wink, Xiaomeng understood it, quietly walked behind Meimei, and slapped her on the back of her neck, and Meimei fainted.

"Hurry up and send her back, it's annoying!" He Lianqing looked disgusted, and even had a bad face towards Xiao Meng.

How dare he say in front of the little girl that he is pitiful to gain sympathy, hmph, does he need sympathy from others?

When he comes back, he will punish Xiao Meng who is making his own way, and none of them will take him seriously!

Xiao Meng raised her eyebrows and walked out of the farm. She was speechless about her husband's bad taste. Obviously, she didn't hate Miss Zhao so much.

Why do you have to bully other people's little girls?

He thinks that Yan Mingshun and Meimei are actually quite a good match!

Why do you have to hit the mandarin ducks?

Xiao Meng, who was full of incomprehension, left with her eyebrows in her arms, but she forgot the backpack of the chair and Qiuqiu, who was sleeping soundly in the backpack.

He Lianqing was in a very happy mood, and asked his subordinates to bring pen and paper over. While he was in good spirits now, he wanted to make a new training plan for Yan Mingshun. Maybe the time for his revenge could be earlier.

Qiuqiu woke up and didn't feel the owner's breath, but he wasn't too flustered. Anyway, he was familiar with it here, and there was nothing to fear.

The ball that was bored in the backpack couldn't help but get out. He wanted to sneak out when no one was paying attention, but he forgot that Helianqing was surrounded by top experts, and he just got out. The brain was found.

Helianqing asked his subordinates not to disturb Qiuqiu, and observed Qiuqiu's actions with interest, with interest in his eyes.

No wonder the little girl is carrying a bag all day long, and there is a living thing in her daring bag!