Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
He lanjin stood there, looking at this scene in astonishment.
Thinking of the words that Qiao Hanye had just said to her, he didnât expect that he Wenqing would run away Looking at this dog hole carefully, it seemed that it had just been dug?
âDamn it. â He Wenqing was in extreme pain.
If he had known earlier, he would have lost weight Now that he was stuck here, if others knew, would they laugh at him?
âIs there anyone here? â He kept shouting.
But he lanjin didnât dare to approach, deeply afraid that he would embarrass him.
âYoung Madam. â At this time, Nan Feng rushed out from nowhere.
She hurriedly motioned for him to keep quiet and said to him, âyou go and get him out? â
âOkay, â Nan Feng replied.
He pretended to walk forward and sized up he Wenqingâs lower body from top to bottom. He curiously raised his foot and stepped on it. He Wenqing let out a painful sound.
âWho is this? â Nan Feng asked.
Without waiting for he Wenqingâs reply, he raised his foot and kicked fiercely.
He Wenqingâs buttocks were kicked by him and his entire body was forcefully kicked out. He fell outside and his face burrowed into the pile of soil. He stared at it with wide eyes.
âIâm out? â He got up.
He felt a pain in his buttocks, and he quickly reached out to cover it.
He stood up and saw that the people outside were being taken care of by the Qiao family, so he turned around and ran away. He took advantage of the chaos to leave, but he did not know that there was a figure standing in the dark, watching him leave.
âMaster, are you sure he will go? â Han Beicheng asked.
He Wenqing and master were obviously not on the same level But they mixed together It was simply unbelievable.
âHe will. Follow him closely, â Qiao Hanye said.
When he turned back, he found he lanjin standing not far from the door waiting for him. She yawned and looked at him with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. She said, âMr. Qiao, have you made all the arrangements? â
âYes, â he answered.
He lanjin held the whip and lashed it at him.
âYou have a door that wonât let him go, yet you insist on letting him go through the dog hole. If my uncle sees you, arenât you afraid that he will skin you alive? â She shouted angrily.
At this moment, a cough came from not far away.
She turned around and saw he lanjin and Shen biqiong standing not far away, while Qiao zhenting followed behind, staring at them without blinking.
âCome here. â Seeing this, Qiao Hanye reached out to grab her whip and held it in his hand.
He lanjin put her hands behind her back and waved generously. She asked in surprise, âGRANDPA, uncle, aunt, are you out for a walk? â
âItâs rare to see snow on the first day of the New Year. Looks like itâs a good year, â she said.
Shen biqiong looked at her meaningfully and asked, âdo you want to play with the whip during the New Year? â
âNo, no. â He lanjin shook her head.
How could she admit that she wanted to beat Qiao Hanye Besides, if Qiao Zhenting said that she bullied his grandson, wouldnât it be very embarrassing?
âYou can hit him as you like, â Qiao zhenting said.
â...âQiao Hanye was silent ...
He watched as they turned around and left, as if they had turned back halfway.
âThis child is a little better, â Qiao zhenting said. He liked he lanjin from the bottom of his heart. Seeing that she had taught Qiao Hanye so well, he was still very happy.
Young people could not live too bland, or else their lives would be boring.
Qiao Hanye did not have any hobbies in his life. After meeting her, he lived a life of flesh and blood, and even knew how to flirt. This was a good thing for him.
Just as Shen Biqiong was about to explain, she heard Qiao zhenting say, âitâs better to be naughty. â
âThis childâs personality is up to you, â he lanjin said.
He had never seen he lanjinâs impudent appearance. When he saw it just now, even he was a little surprised, especially the way Qiao Hanye doted on her.