I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 195 Coming Against the Light (56)

Jun lightly glanced at the crowd: "The people I don't leave the hospital can't be dealt with by outsiders!"

This can be regarded as a reassurance for everyone.

The servants breathed a sigh of relief. Today they are bound to offend one party. They gritted their teeth and looked at Mrs. Song: "Please calm down and go out with the servants."

Old lady Song is not willing, she must see what is in that room.

Just as he was about to move forward with a cane, he received a death stare.

"Invite people out!" Jun Qing's face was condensed.

The young servants didn't dare to delay any longer, and gathered around: "Old lady, I'm sorry."

Mrs. Song's hands and feet were already cold from Jun Qing's gaze. She was so familiar with this feeling, her pupils suddenly widened, and she pointed at Jun Qing: "It's you!"

The one who caused her to drink the medicine for more than ten days was actually my good grandson!
It was difficult to accept for a while, and he was helped out of the hospital by everyone unconsciously.

Since this day, Mrs. Song's condition has worsened by two points, and she has been lying on the couch for a long time, and her spirits are listless.

This is all something to say later, but it is said that on Jun Qing's side, after the people left, he gave a few instructions to the maids and servants and hurried back into the house.

Gu Li has been listening to the movement outside the room with his ears upright, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Jun Qing.

Jun Qing hooked his lips, with a malicious expression on his face: "Continue."

In an instant, the little white rabbit turned pale with fright, wrapped up the bedding and moved inside.

The corners of Jun Qing's mouth were flattened, he lifted his feet to the bed, and pulled him into his arms: "What? Want to escape?"

The voice was dangerous.

Gu Li shivered: "No, no."

Satisfied, Jun Qing tore off the quilt and kept talking...

A few days later, Song Huaijin led the army to the border, and the journey was smooth. The only thing that gave him a headache was a certain beast.

At this moment, the other party was grabbing food with a group of elders, and they were disgusted while eating, and felt aggrieved by the disgust.

The soldiers around him had long been familiar with the strangeness. This kid had eaten some delicacies from mountains and seas, and he disliked the food in the army every day. His expression was more painful than crying and mourning.

The general must have had a convulsion, and let him go to the battlefield. He is so small that he can be crushed to death with a single fist.
Receiving everyone's scornful looks, a certain beast's face tensed instantly, rolled up its sleeves, dried its nonexistent muscles, and said viciously: "Young master is very powerful."

Everyone: "..." Hahaha!

Song Huaijin: "..." How embarrassing!

A certain beast was so angry that it gritted its teeth, imitating Jun Qing's appearance, its cute face darkened

When everyone saw this, their eyebrows were beaming with laughter. This kid is so funny, he's a human being!
Song Huaijin frowned slightly, and was just about to come over to stop this farce, but heard a certain beast roaring: "Master wants to compete with you!"

In an instant, everyone almost laughed out loud.

And Song Huaijin's face was even more ugly, he suddenly felt that Jun Qing's arrangement was probably to disturb the morale of the army, and he had other plans.

Thinking of this, narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at the little boy.

A certain beast didn't notice it at all. The beast looked at the people around and wanted to breathe fire. The little fat claws clenched into fists and slammed at the temporary wooden table.

In an instant, the wooden table was torn apart and scattered on the ground.

The laughter around him stopped abruptly, and his jaw was full.

Everyone is staring at a certain beast, who can tell them that everything in front of them is not true?
The table is broken?

Or was it chopped up by a brat?

dreaming, right?

It must be so!

Unanimously, everyone turned their gazes to Song Huaijin again, only to see that the other party's phoenix eyes were fixed on the child with a solemn expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

　Ask for a monthly pass
　　Ask for a recommendation ticket~~~

　　Can you give me a ticket, even if it's a fake ticket, it's a kindness...

　　Try casting a fake vote...

　　(I'm talking nonsense, ignore me. There is no such thing as a counterfeit ticket.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)