Chapter 729: The lion is angry (1/2)
Subsequently, Bai Mo's wailing sounded almost throughout the Bai Mansion.
”Bai Mo, you whisper! If you are discovered by Grandpa Bai, you will be expelled!”
Yuan Duoduo reflexively approached and covered Bai Mo's screaming mouth.
”I almost broke my leg, but you still made me whisper? Are you still human?”
Seeing Yuan Duoduo's sympathy for him, Bai Mo rebuked him for making too much noise, and immediately stopped the howling and began to carry Yuan Duoduo.
”Yuan Duoduo, did you just hold me down?”
”I, I didn't! You accidentally fell off yourself.”
Seeing that Bai Mo could be noisy and did not look like he really broke his leg, Yuan Duoduo refused to admit that he was fooling Bai Mo on the fence wall.
With Bai Mo's pampering, she might not know how to quarrel with her.
”How is it possible! I clearly feel kicked!”
”... It's your grandpa's heart to think about it! How could I possibly beat you? I don't dare!”
”You don't have the courage to measure it!”
In the large bedroom, Mr. Bai looked at the tablet computer brought by the housekeeper. Above is a pair of young people making fun of themselves.
”Master, master seems to have fallen.” The housekeeper whispered a reminder.
”It's so high, the kid who can't die! Look at his spoiled energy ... not even a girl!”
Although Grandpa Bai hummed at his love for grandchildren, his eyes kept on Bai Mo's legs.
Seeing Bai Mo's anxiety, he got up, and then Father Bai threw the tablet to the housekeeper.
”The kid crawled in like this, everyone didn't see it before! If he refuses to converge, blast him out!”
”Good old man!”
As the white steward responded, he arrogantly said, ”Master, when are you going to chill with the young master? The young master has not been able to eat well or sleep well, and it is really distressing to watch ! ”
”Hmm!” Father Bai snorted, ”Mr. Mo has become so petite and proud today, and you can't help it!”
”...” The white housekeeper shut up and could only secretly defame him: Who can compare with your grandson?
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In the morning in Repulse Bay, a sword stretched out.
”Hmm ...”
With a loud noise, Hetun shattered the Kung Fu tea set used for self-cultivation on the marble floor.
The violent male lion once again showed his sharp teeth and lion fury.
”This Yanbang dare to be the son of my cheap Xing Mu? Is he tired?”
Hetun hissed. The violent face was full of blue muscles, and the twisted muscles looked really grim.
Early in the morning, Hetun was angry with the contents of that stack of newspapers.
In Cong Gang's expectation: Yan Bang's blasphemy against Feng Xinglang was undoubtedly hitting his face in Hetun!
He Tun is a self-exalted and self-interested figure, how can he allow his own son to be blasphemed by a man!
It's harder to accept than hit him in the face!