2178 Memories of killing daughter Hong and her son
Mu Yuan originally wanted to tease and gossip about mu Yuan to find out who this Jack was and whether he had heard wrongly. In the end, he had not even started teasing him when he saw his uncle.
Little mu Liang was so scared that he stopped thinking. At the same time, he slapped mu Yuanâs pig head and cried out, â uncle, can you control third brother? he went crazy and took my first kiss away. What should I do? although I dont plan to get married, you canât take my first kiss away. Itâs so tragic. What if I turn gay from now on ...â
Mu Zhengzhi had been troubled by the fact that his son liked men and almost had a psychological shadow. When he came down, he saw his son hugging mu Liang and gnawing at him. Once bitten, twice shy. He was originally nothing but a small fry. He was so angry that he walked over and wanted to kick mu Yuan. However, when he heard mu Liangâs exaggerated voice, he felt that even if his son liked men, he would not choose mu Liang. His son was a little cute. Why would she like mu Liangâs venomous tongue? did she think that her life was too smooth?
Ah, no, no, no, they were cousins, what were they thinking?
âLet go of me!â Mu Zhoutian roared.
Mu Liang was expressionless. Didnât you say that Im the youngest and that you love me the most?
Liar!
A manâs sweet words were indeed lies.
âItâs not that I donât want to let go, itâs third brother whoâs drunk. â Mu Liang supported mu Yuan, who kept saying that he liked him, while covering his mouth to prevent him from calling out that personâs name. At the same time, he was still in the mood to complain.
âUncle, heâs ruined all of your daughterâs Red.â
âWhat!â As expected, mu Zhoujian was led away. Only then did he discover the wine jars on the ground. The wine in the MU familyâs cellar was all brewed by their own family. Nu âer Hong was a gift from someone else. Other than that, there was Wuliangye, Maotai, Fen, and all kinds of family-brewed peach wine, plum wine, and so on. Mu Zhoujian and mu Zhoujian both loved to drink. Mu Zhoujian loved nuâ er Hong the most. His subordinates had given him a few jars of precious nu âer Hong, and he had been keeping them for half a jar every New Yearâs Eve. When mu Yuan got married, he would drink them. He would then take them all out to entertain his old brothers.
In the end, they were all ruined.
âTheyâve all been harmed?â Mu zhinian roared. At this time, his sonâs love for men and his daughter had nothing to do with him. Kissing his nephew was not a big deal. His daughterâs Red was the big deal.
Mu Liang was very calm.
See, his son was indeed grass.
Nothing was more important than the wine.
âHe was dead drunk when I came in. Iâm worried that he has alcohol poisoning.â Mu Liang kindly reminded his uncle to be worried about his third brotherâs alcohol poisoning. However, mu Zheng did not give up and shook the wine jars one by one, trying to find out if there were any harmful ones.
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âThis bastard, of all the drinks he could drink, he has to drink my daughterâs Red wine. Let him go, Iâm going to beat him to death.â
âHe wonât let me go.â Mu Liang was distracted by covering mu Yuanâs mouth, but mu Yuanâs tongue curled up and licked his palm. He did not know which seductress had made this habit of his, but it was extremely seductive.
Mu Liang thought to himself,âF * ck, my third brother is a male Vixen.â
âI planned to open the wine after he got married, but he ruined it all.â
âUncle, I donât think you can count on him anymore. If he drank it, then he drank it. This is fate. Maybe he wonât get married ... Ah, I was wrong.â Mu Liang covered his head.
Donât hit the head!
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