Chapter 1573: Strike First to Be Strong

Long Yutian's face was instantly dark. He looked up, and there was a girl standing in front of him, probably only in her early twenties.

She was dressed very ordinary, with a knitted coat and a pair of jeans, and there was no brand name on her body.

Blinking her eyes innocently, biting her lip, she seemed a little timid.

He was depressed at first, but now his clothes were soiled, Long Yutian didn't care who it was, and he growled: "The servants of Long Muchen's family are getting more and more unruly, and they don't even have eyes when they walk. !"

Forehead..... Second Young Master Long, how upright and confident you are, you were the one who lowered your head and bumped into him? !

This girl is none other than Feng Mengmeng who came with her. She was a bit shy and timid at first, but when Long Yutian scolded her, she shrank her head.

Carefully said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, how about I wash your shirt for you?"

Long Yutian impatiently laid down the hand she was about to reach out: "Don't touch me!"

"Oh——" Feng Mengmeng snorted, retracted his hand obediently, and stood at attention on the spot.

After Long Yutian wiped off the tea stains on his body indiscriminately, he saw the woman in front of him bowing her head and wringing her fingers, he took a deep breath, and shouted again: "What are you doing in a daze, get out of the way!"

"Oh—" Feng Mengmeng still let out a oh, and obediently turned sideways to get out of the way.

Long Yutian originally wanted to find someone to quarrel with and vent his anger, but he didn't expect that the woman in front of him looked like a cotton ball, and there was no response to a punch. He was so depressed that he spit casually: " so stupid--"

Feng Mengmeng reacted now. He raised his head and blinked at Long Yutian. Two seconds later, he lowered his head again and replied with one word: "Oh——"

Long Yutian:  …

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On Long Yutian's side, Feng Mengmeng and Feng Mengmeng stared at each other, talking about the time when "a scholar meets a soldier, and the reason is hard to explain".

In the bedroom of the villa, Mother Qian has already pressed Qian Duoduo on the sofa, staring at a pair of big glass ball eyes, as if looking at Noah's Ark, staring at Daughter Qian's stomach in a daze look.

She didn't stretch out her hand until she was sore from looking at it, and patted Qian Duoduo's stomach.

"Small sample, it's not bad, I didn't expect to leave you for a month, and fourteen will make you/belly/big/big/, tsk tsk, it seems that his kid wants to preemptively and resolutely cut off Long Yutian's thoughts! "

Qian Duoduo was so frightened that she almost jumped up when she was slapped by her mother, she nervously protected her stomach, and yelled: "Hey, old lady Qian, this is your grandson, not a ball, you can shoot like this Is it?"

Long Muchen, who was standing at the door, ran in in a hurry after seeing this scene, pulled his wife into his arms, and took her arms and legs to check around: "Are you hurt? Does it hurt?"

(Little Tudou looks embarrassed: old man, my grandma hit her stomach, you don't ask me if it hurts, why are you so stupid, holding my mother's arms and legs to look at the wool?)

Mother Qian smacked her lips when she saw Long Muchen's nervousness, and said with a smile, "What's the pain? It's love when you fight. If you don't beat or scold, you don't love each other~ Besides, filial sons are born with a stick, and now my grandson is still here. In the mother's womb, as a grandmother, I have to mention him frequently, so that when he comes out, he will be filial to me, an old man!"