Chapter 1182 Demon Charming Langjun, a Bit Ruthless (70)

It seems that you have forgotten what happened more than 20 years ago and regarded Gu as a paper tiger.

In Xiangcheng, in the west yard, Su Qiao was happily circling around Xiao Yue'er.

"Mother, is this yard really ours?"

"Of course, this was bought by Niang Hua with real money. The yard is big, so it's convenient for our little Yue'er to practice martial arts."

"Mother is so nice."

Seeing the mother who was helping him make the swing, Xiao Yue'er was overjoyed.

Su Qiao smiled and praised while cutting the wooden board: "Xiao Yue'er is also very good. Help your mother to protect your father and grandpa very well."

Xiaoyue'er lowered her head: "Yue'er actually didn't do anything. Yue'er is too young, and her martial arts are too weak."

Mention this, Yue Er is still a little lost.

"Yue'er has done a good job, really."

The little guy is not yet six years old, and he is not noisy or noisy along the way. He will comfort his grandfather and father in a low voice, and endure it when he is hungry.

Although Su Qiao was chasing behind, she kept Xiao Sigang watching them.

The more she looks at this child, the more she likes it, and the more she looks proud.

"Yue'er, grandpa will take you in to see the room."

Father Liu stood at the door of the hall and waved at Xiao Yue'er.

Xiao Yue'er hesitated for a while, but ran towards her grandfather.

After entering the house, he quietly pulled Grandpa's sleeve: "Grandpa, did you do it on purpose?"

"Um?"

Xiao Yue'er blinked, "Dad and mother haven't seen each other for a long time. Grandpa wants them to talk nicely."

"You little clever bastard."

Father Liu pinched his little face: "Do you know that you are still pestering your mother?"

"Drink some hot tea first and make it later."

Qi Jinghe put the tea tray on the stone table in the pavilion and greeted Su Qiao.

"it is good."

Su Qiao clapped her hands and entered the pavilion.

After drinking a cup, he poured a cup for the man as well: "You drink too, this time made you suffer."

Qi Jinghe shook his head slightly, suddenly remembering his son's words.

Said he was too cruel.

He coughed a little uncomfortably, and said softly, "I'm fine, you are the hardest."

Su Qiao smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I'm tired, as long as you guys are all right."

Su Qiao was so dedicated to herself that even Qi Jinghe felt that she was too fierce to her before.

"Cough, I boiled hot water for you, you can go to sleep after washing, your eyes are full of red blood."

Su Qiao was indeed a little tired, but she held on, "I'll sleep after finishing this swing."

"It's okay to do this after you wake up, why don't I do it?"

It's just a swing, although I haven't done it, I believe it's not difficult.

"I'll wake up and do it again." She did it, and the little guy must be happier.

Half an hour later, after waiting outside Su Qiao's bedroom for a long time, without waiting for her to come out to pour water, Qi Jinghe thought about it, pushed the door open and walked in.

At a glance, I saw the person in the center of the room, leaning against the wooden barrel, who was already asleep.

"Why did you fall asleep?"

The water is cold, so if you sleep like this, you can't catch the cold?

Qi Jinghe hesitated for a moment, but walked over with a blushing face.

At a glance at the white and delicate body under water, a heat flowed straight to the forehead.

The whole person is like boiled shrimp, red from head to toe.

He took a deep breath, took the man out of the water with trembling hands, wiped it a few times with a towel, and stuffed it into the quilt on the bed.

"Jinghe..."

Su Qiao lifted her eyelids in a daze, and when she saw it was him, she closed it with peace of mind.

He pulled the man down easily and rode up on one leg.

Qi Jinghe's face flushed red: "..."

He took a deep breath, took another deep breath, and didn't dare to look down.