Chapter 221 The Marshal Is Sick, Just Give Him a Good Beating 17

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The little boy was stopped by someone, he raised his head and glared at the person dissatisfied: "Who are you..."

He stopped talking halfway, because Huo Jun's attire, and sitting next to his sister at this time, made his identity too obvious.

"Are you Marshal Huo?"

Huo Jun looked down at the young man in front of him. He looked eleven or twelve years old, and his complexion was a bit bad, but he looked very similar to his sister, and was completely carved out of the same mold. For this, Huo Dashuai looked at this little brother-in-law It's very pleasing to the eye.

"Brother-in-law." He raised his eyebrows and let go of his collar.

"Your sister is not in good health, don't be so rash."

Qi Jun was not too afraid of him, and did not obediently call his brother-in-law. Instead, he turned around and walked to A Zhao's side, looking at her up and down with a worried look on his face.

"Sister, I was going to find you, hum, they won't let me go out!" Qi Jun complained as soon as he opened his mouth.

"How are you doing?"

He looked back at Huo Jun, leaned into Ah Zhao's ear, and whispered: "Sister, Huo Dashuai looks so fierce. Is he treating you well? If not, I will take you away. That's a lot of money."

Huo Jun squeezed the armrest beside him expressionlessly, imagining that there was this brat next to him under his hand.

Still want to run with his wife?

So close, do you think he can't hear you?

Ah Zhao looked at the boy standing in front of him who was about the same height as him, and felt a little warm in his heart—Qi Jun was probably the only person in this world who was only looking forward to Qi Zhao's well-being.

She also lowered her voice, and the siblings gathered together and whispered to each other, as if whispering: "Master, he is very good, he is very good to me."

Qi Jun was sure that his sister looked good, and she looked more energetic than at home, so she walked up to Huo Jun very seriously, and called brother-in-law sternly like a little adult.

Huo Jun looked down at him: "You are fine."

He thought about it, and felt that he should give his brother-in-law a gift when they met for the first time.

However, Marshal Huo has never been in the habit of carrying extra things on his body. He touched it, untied the thing from his waist, and handed it over to Qi Jun.

Ah Zhao's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

Huo Jun took it for granted: "Meeting ceremony."

He raised the gun in his hand in front of Qi Jun: "Do you like it?"

Qi Jun's eyes lit up.

Boys, there is basically no one who doesn't love this.

He took the gun almost as fast as grabbing it, and looked at it fondly over and over again, his little face was full of excitement.

"Can you play?" Seeing that the things he gave away were liked, Huo Jun was in a good mood.

Qi Jun shook his head in embarrassment, the Qi family is a serious merchant family, how can they use these?

"I'll teach you when you arrive at the Marshal's Mansion."

"Okay, thank you brother-in-law!" Qi Jun called brother-in-law very willingly.

Master Qi, who stood on the sidelines and watched the whole process, looked at the gun in Qi Jun's hand with fear: "This, handsome, Jun'er is still young, such a dangerous thing..."

Huo Jun glanced over and successfully shut him up.

Huo Dashuai has always been stingy with words to such people who don't want to talk to him.

Facing Qi Jun, Huo Jun and A Zhao stayed at Qi's mansion for lunch.

Qi Ying was released, after all, it would be strange if this kind of occasion was not there.

She was honest and honest when eating, and she didn't have any extra words or actions, which made Mrs. Qi breathe a sigh of relief.

After lunch, Ah Zhao usually takes a break.