Chapter 113 (1/2)

The night is quiet.

Xiaoxiao didn't feel relieved until he got out of his house and stroked his chest. It's time to escape from this dangerous place.

On the balcony on the second floor, Xuanyuan lie leaned against it. He put one hand on the railing, and his deep eyes were staring at her far away back. Take a deep breath. Murong Xiaoxiao, the descendant of Murong family, what other secrets does this woman have? He clenched the railing with one hand, and whose child is mumao?! When he thought about this problem, he could not help but flash the teeth marks on her neck and clavicle. The strength of the big hand suddenly increased, the blue veins on the hand were protruding, but his face still did not have any expression.

In the evening, Xiaoxiao came home.

”Mommy!” See Xiaoxiao back, cat surprised from the sofa to stand up.

”Still up so late?”

”I'm playing games with my grandfather.” Mummy pointed to the computer.

Xiaoxiao forgot the past, is a foreign gunfight game, her son really inherited her blood, and looked at the sofa, only to see the old man hanging his head and covering his head.

”What's wrong with you, old man?” Go to the old man and look down at him.

The old man raised his head slowly, and his eyes were whirling with tears: ”little flying dragon...” Holding Xiaoxiao in his arms, he began to cry and said, ”I lost! I'm the sub president of China's killer employment center. I lost to a five-year-old boy, Wuwu You say that my old face will go there in the future

The old man in the attic is the cry of a snivel and a tear. Xiaoxiao also had no choice but to pat the old man's shoulder: ”old cabinet, this is just a game.”

Let go of Mu Xiaoxiao, the old man pulled out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the tears on his old face: ”ah, it's disgraceful.”

Xiaoxiao stares at her son. The meaning of her eyes is to blame her son. She doesn't know how to let her grandfather in the attic. Then she glanced at the computer again. She remembered that the game was not just about playing guns, it was more about tactics. The elder cabinet is not an ordinary person, can rule the killer center, his strength is not ordinary, but now unexpectedly lost to the cat, even if this is just a game, it is really puzzling. It's no wonder the old man in the attic can't think of it so much!

Be scolded by the mother, the cat toot the mouth, hands back in the back, buried the head dead.

”Well, little Feilong, since you are back, I will go back first.”

”Old man Maybe I'll give you the cat tomorrow Xiaoxiao said.

The old man had not opened his mouth. The cat raised his head and asked, ”Mommy, where are you going tomorrow?”

Touching his son's hair: ”tomorrow I will go to Korea with someone to do something. Cat, you should take a bath first. It's time to go to bed

The cat nodded and jumped off the sofa. Without asking, she went to the bathroom.

”Xiaoxiao, who are you going to Korea with and what are you going to do?”

”Xuanyuanlie.”

When she said the name, the old man's face suddenly changed: ”why do you still tangle with him and him? Xiaoxiao, don't you think it's not miserable for him to toss your mother and son together? The cat's hand is not healed, and your feet are not good. Do you forget the pain so quickly? ” It's like a parent blaming a child.