Drifting Towards You

"Are you threatening me with Xiaoxiao?" Si Mocheng asked coldly, straightforwardly.

Tang Biqiang said with a smile: "I said that the Tang family had no intention of being an enemy of Si Shao, but why did Si Shao have to have trouble with us?"

Si Mocheng just smiled and slowly said, "How can the grandson of the Tang family be so naive? No wonder the Tang family is going to decline."

Tang Biqiang is most uncomfortable to see his light and breezy look, pointing the country, his eyes are gloomy and said: "Simocheng, what do you mean? Is it possible that you don't plan to care about Li Xiaoxiao's life and death?"

"So Shao Tang must use kidnapping Xiaoxiao to threaten me?" Simocheng stared at him with sharp eyes.

Tang Biqiang did not do Tai Chi with him again this time, and said bluntly: "If Si Shao refuses to help, I will let her take a piece of her dress now. It just so happens that I have heard of Li Xiaoxiao's name for a long time, but I also want to taste Si Shao. What it's like to be such a haunting woman."

Simocheng's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he kept silent.

Tang Biqiang was too lazy to pretend, and threatened unceremoniously: "You don't want to care about her, but when we have enough, I will chop her a finger every day and lock her with a chain. I want to see if Si Shao is right. Does it really matter?"

Tang Biqiang was sure that Si Mocheng would not ignore Li Xiaoxiao. Apart from the so-called love, he knew that Li Xiaoxiao could be said to have grown up by Si Mocheng with his own eyes.

He would never mind such a relationship.

Si Mocheng and Bafeng stayed still, and even took a cup of tea with a cup of tea: "Tang Shao, please, it happened to let me see what Tang Shao has."

Tang Biqiang squinted his eyes and saw that he wouldn't care if he didn't show up some color for Si Mocheng.

Immediately, Tang Biqiang dialed his subordinate's phone.

After the phone rang a few times, it was connected.

Tang Biqiang looked straight at Si Mocheng and said, "I want Li Xiaoxiao's **** photos, now."

The other side sneered: "Are there any **** photos of Li Xiaoxiao, but I do have **** photos of Lao Tzu, how about you?

Tang Biqiang was taken aback for a moment, his face changed a few times, and it was obvious that when the fabric came to the other side, there would be such a jealous voice.

After a long while, he slowly said, "Lu Xiao?"

At this moment, Lu Xiao was sitting on the sofa, eating fruit with Erlang's legs tilted up.

As soon as Li Xiaoxiao heard Tang Biqiang's call, she ran over and sat beside him, leaning close to his ear to listen to the movement on the phone.

She wanted to call her little uncle, but she was afraid of disturbing him or breaking his plan.

So she didn't dare to do anything at home, so she could only wait like this.

Lu Xiao glanced at Li Xiaoxiao, who was full of nervousness after acceptance, and then reached out and rubbed her head without holding back, instantly rubbing a soft hair into a little madman.

However, Li Xiaoxiao was so angry that he squeezed his hand on his thigh, almost using all his energy for breastfeeding.

Lu Xiao opened her little paw and warned, "Believe it or not, I took your pants and beat your ass!"

Li Xiaoxiao:...

Damn, I can't beat and scold, what else can she do?

The baby feels bitter, but the baby does not say.

Seeing her stop, Lu Xiao responded indifferently: "It's your grandfather, Tang Shaoyou, let go!"

Tang Biqiang's expression kept changing, sitting opposite Simo City, as if he was more exciting than the color palette: "Li Xiaoxiao was rescued by you?"

Hearing this, Lu Xiao ridiculed unceremoniously: "Just use your brain, let's play in the mud. With such a few vegetables, you can also learn from others to kidnap votes."