Flying in love with relatives and friends

After agreeing to Wei Nanhe's proposal to cooperate, Duan He frequently appeared in Gongcifang, devoted himself to research for a month, and wrote a [-]-word summary after careful consideration.Now Bai Weiyu has really seen what a nerd is. As soon as Duan and this nerd wrote an article, he wrote [-] characters eloquently. Drop [-] words.

Wei Nanhe knew that Duan He still had a doctoral dissertation to rush, so he persuaded him: "It's much easier to write out an overview, and you can add it later. It will take a long time in the future."

Duan He smiled, "That's right."

Bai Weiyu found out with great resentment that this buddy had become an elder-level figure, and even senior brother Wei was courteous to him.

Yang Xiaokong said to Bai Weiyu: "Brother Bai, you are familiar with Teacher Duan, please ask him something for me."

"What's the matter?" Bai Weiyuxin said, "Fart, what teacher! A pig's nose with green onions inserted, pretending to be an elephant!"

"Ask him if he has any books on ancient porcelain, and lend me a few." Yang Xiaokong said pitifully.

"Second Brother Duan..." Bai Weiyu opened the gate of Zhuangbi Hall, and waved his paw at Duan He.

Duan He was at the foot of the steps of the Porcelain Workshop, and shouted from a distance: "I'm leaving, what's the matter?"

Bai Weiyu pouted: "Xiaokong asked if you have any books on ancient porcelain, please lend him some."

Duan He paused, and walked over the gravel road, "Do you want to see Xiao Kong?"

Yang Xiaokong felt that he was just a rookie in this field. Facing Dr. Duan, a knowledgeable and talented expert, he replied a little embarrassedly: "Well, there are not many such books in bookstores and libraries."

"I have quite a few, and I have collected a lot of unpublished materials, but unfortunately they are all in Xi'an." Duan He took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a library card. Go and see first."

Yang Xiaokong bit his lip, "Teacher Duan, no need, you still need a library card."

"I've read it all." Duan He stuffed the library card into Yang Xiaokong's hand, "By the way, Xiaokong, don't call me Teacher Duan, I'm only a few years older than you, so I'm embarrassed to call you that. "

"Then thank you in advance." Yang Xiaokong held his library card, very moved.

"When are you going to school, I can drive you if I drop by, don't be polite to me."

Bai Weiyu sticks to Duan He, "I'm going to buy paint, give me a ride."

"Get out! The paint factory is too far away, who cares about you!" Duan He was unmoved.

"Second Brother Duan..." Bai Weiyu blinked his star-like eyes.

Duan He said helplessly, "You are so annoying, let's go, let's go."

Bai Weiyu blew a kiss, "Second brother Duan, you are so kind..."

"Oh, I remembered." Duan He patted his head: "Weiyu, my brother entrusted me..."

When Bai Weiyu heard this, his whole body exploded, and he jumped away from Duan He, "What do you want?"

Duan He wondered, "What's wrong with you? My brother just asked me to say hello to you."

Bai Weiyu glared angrily, and shouted in a strange voice hoarsely: "Duan He, you wait for me!" After shouting, he turned his head angrily, and ran away in tears.

"You...don't go to the paint factory anymore?" Duan He asked at a loss, "Did I say something wrong?"

Yang Xiaokong was puzzled, "It seems that every time your brother is mentioned, Weiyu gets very excited..."

Duan He was confused, "This crazy person..."

Wei Nanhe had to go to school for five and a half days of class every week. When he came back, he was busy with the business that Du Youshan gave him; at the same time, he had to study textbook topics with Duan He. He was really busy. Fortunately, Le Zhengqi Honestly, there was no chaos at school.

At the beginning of April, the results of the mock test came down. No matter how busy the parents are, they still have to find time to hold the parent-teacher meeting. Before Wei Nanhe left, Le Zhengqi confessed to be lenient: "Nanhe, I did not do well in the exam!"

Wei Nanhe rubbed his head, "I'm surprised you did well in the exam."

Le Zhengqi smirked, if all the parents were like this, which child would still have pressure to study?The little kid kissed Professor Wei on the face, bounced around, picked up his laptop and ran to Yang Xiaokong to play games with Bai Weiyu.

Unexpectedly, when Wei Nanhe came back, his face was horribly stinky, not because the child only scored 34 points in the geography test, nor because he brought the Jiessbon cat into the classroom and made a mess, but because the head teacher said: " Professor Wei, thanks to your strict management, your child has a good foundation. In the past few months, he has made rapid progress, and his Chinese and history have reached a certain level. Although the entrance examination is relatively difficult for him, it is not impossible. Hope, so you have to talk to him often, and persuade him not to waste his time studying because of dating."

Professor Wei agreed: "Yes, yes!" Halfway through, he froze on the spot, "What? What are you talking about? Falling in love, with whom?"

"With his classmates, I told them, but they still don't admit it." The head teacher said casually, "It's normal for a seventeen or eight-year-old child to fall in love. Professor Wei, none of us have time at this age. But now is an extraordinary time, the entrance exam is going to be in two or three months, so it’s okay for them to eat together at noon and talk endlessly, and they keep talking in class, I changed their seats, and they just use their mobile phones Sending text messages to each other, what do you mean if this is not dating?

Wei Nanhe didn't listen to what he said later, and the thing that worried him most happened.In all fairness, what does Le Zhengqi like about Wei Nanhe?Before knowing himself, a 15-year-old child, except for his father, sister and brother-in-law, has almost no contact with others. Does he know what love is?

The child's first night was tricked by Wei Mingshou with a pair of grilled wings. There was no romance or tenderness. He still didn't know what sexual desire was. Baby, whisper I love you, I will love you forever.

Le Zhengqi cried for a long time, and finally said: "Give me the wings!" It's funny to think about it, but it's also sad when you think about it.

The homeroom teacher was still rambling on, Wei Nanhe felt a severe headache, rubbed his temples, and said, "I see."

When Wei Nanhe returned to Gongcifang, the small hall of the wooden building was bustling with activity. Duan He came to look for Wei Nanhe but failed to find him. Le Zhengqi caught him and took away his laptop. The four of them got together to play games , Wei Nanhe didn't want to join in the fun, so he stood at the door of the tea room and forced a smile, "Duan He, you're here."

Duan He hurriedly stood up, pulled out a stack of materials from the folder, "Professor Wei, that overview..."

Wei Nanhe waved his hand, "No hurry, no hurry, I still have to do my homework, I'm going upstairs first, you play."

Le Zhengqi chased him out and asked Wei Nanhe, "Did the teacher file a complaint?"

Wei Nanhe gently stroked Le Zhengqi's cheeks with the back of his cold hand, and suddenly found that the delicate child two years ago was now looking like a man. He was a lot taller, with a straight face, and the lines of his eyebrows and bridge of nose became deeper, and the sunlight The bright smile is a bit childish, what girl doesn't like this look?

Over the years, how many people have accused Wei Nanhe of seducing minors openly and secretly, but he has always turned a deaf ear to it. He wants to use his time to prove everything to everyone, to prove that Wei Nanhe is not just playing around with Le Zhengqi, but that he is serious about spending a lifetime with Le Zhengqi and grow old together. , Cut off children and grandchildren.And until today he seems to be willing to admit what a shameless person he is. This wishful thinking is entirely his own unilateral seriousness, and it does not mean that a child who remembers eating but not beating will know what seriousness is.

He also was 17 years old when he was young and didn't know how to feel sad. He recalled how frivolous and unrestrained those days were.Le Zhengqi should have this awareness when he was allowed to get in touch with the society. The child suddenly faces all kinds of temptations, colorful and beautiful youth, and there will also be a young love affair, and no one can stop it.

Le Zhengqi looked at him anxiously, "What did the teacher tell you?"

"You did well in the exam and made progress." Wei Nanhe kissed Lezheng Qi on the forehead, turned back and went upstairs.

Wei Nanhe was exhausted, and he was in fear of love, but Le Zhengqi's feelings for him were not necessarily love.If one day Le Zhengqi wants to leave with someone else, it may be because the child grows up and finally knows what love is. Even if he wants to stay, he can't stay. He had such an experience more than ten years ago. If history repeats itself again, he Still powerless.

In the nursing ward of a nursing home on the outskirts of the city, an old man was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window with dull eyes. The TV was on and the sound was noisy.

The glass door opened slowly, Wu Jia was carrying a bag of fruit, before stepping into the door, he smiled first: "Uncle!"

After a stroke, the old man suffered sequelae, hemiplegia and aphasia. He turned his head with difficulty, pulled the corner of his mouth at Wujia, and made a sound in his mouth to express his surprise.Wu Jia walked over and put the fruit on the cabinet, "Uncle, I'm busy these days, so I didn't come to see you, are you okay?"

The old man nodded and looked outside the door, "Hehe."

Wu Jia opened the window halfway and said, "Those two little guys are going to class, I didn't bring them here."

The old man patted the armrest of the wheelchair in disappointment, and complained indistinctly. Wu Jia bent down and listened for a moment, then smiled: "I know, they can make you laugh! Is this good? I'll see if I'm free on the weekend, and take them with you." Come and play, okay?"

The old man seemed very satisfied with this answer, and the two little guys were Du Youshan's sons. Although Du Youshan was annoying, the two sons were very cute, and they were brought up by Wu Jia.

The two chatted vaguely for a while, and Wu Jia suggested while supporting the wheelchair, "Shall I take you for a walk?" The old man shook his head.

"Did the nurse take you for a walk this morning?" The old man nodded.

"Did these nurses neglect you?" The old man shook his head.

"Have they peeled a piece of fruit for you every meal?" The old man nodded angrily, uttering a series of meaningless interjections angrily.

Wu Jia patted him on the shoulder, "Don't blame them, I told you, I know you don't like fruits, but eating vitamin supplements alone is not enough, it is not good for your health." She smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let me tell them, change to one every day?"

The two were bargaining, when Wu Jia's cell phone rang, he walked to the door and lowered his voice: "Boss Du, what's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

"In a nursing home."

Du Youshan snorted angrily: "It's not your own father, what are you going to see every day? Be careful, I will fire those two nurses, and come back to me immediately!"

Wu Jia frowned slightly: "Boss Du, isn't there nothing to do today?"

"I have something to do now, I'm going to the Porcelain Workshop."

"Okay, I'll be there in half an hour." Wu Jia thought helplessly: Will you die if you go by yourself?

"I'm at the auction house, hurry up." Du Youshan put his feet up on the desk like a bully, puffing on a cigarette.

Wu Jia hung up the phone, sighed deeply, and only hoped that the two children he brought up would not learn from their own father in the future, they are really not just annoying!

What was Yang Xiaokong like before he got chickenpox?The rascal Du almost forgot, only knew that Yang Xiaokong, who always existed silently in front of his eyes, seemed to become cute overnight, with tender skin, bright eyes, long and black eyelashes. Keeping a gentle smile, it looks like a soft and delicious persimmon, you can pinch it however you want.

Yang Xiaokong said: "Boss Du, please sit down. Xiaoqi is making up lessons today. Brother Wei has just picked him up. You may have to wait for a while."

The gangster Du stared at him, "Xiaokong, when will your chickenpox get better?"

"It's been a long time." Yang Xiaokong asked and answered.

"I think you were still growing up a while ago..." Du Youshan went to the chair and sat down.

"Oh, that's lacquer allergy, and I'm immune now." Yang Xiaokong smiled, and put the tea set on the table, "Ah Sheng went to get what you asked for."

Wu Jia sat down silently, and Yang Xiaokong politely handed over the tea, "Tea, please."

Wu Jia said calmly, "Thank you."

Yang Xiaokong was thinking of an excuse to sneak out, when Duan He's voice came from outside the door: "Xiaokong, come out and move the books!"

Du Youshan stood up with a smile all over his face and walked out, "Dr. Duan is here."

Duan He parked the car under the steps, and took out a box from the car with difficulty, "These are the books and materials you want."

Yang Xiaokong was confused: "Book? What book?" He ran down the steps, squatted down, opened the box and looked through it, and exclaimed excitedly, "Didn't you say that these materials are all in Xi'an?"

Duan He closed the car door and replied, "I asked the classmate next door to help me pack it up. It was delivered by courier. Come on, I'll move it up with you."

Yang Xiaokong immediately said: "Thank you so much!"

Du Youshan interjected, "Xiaokong, just tell me if you want the book, why bother Dr. Duan to transport it all the way from Xi'an?"

Yang Xiaokong looked up at Du Youshan, speechless: "Boss Du, what do you want me to say?"

Wu Jia let out a contemptuous scoff.

Duan He helped Yang Xiaokong carry the box up to the second floor, Du Youshan turned around and glared at Wujia: "What are you scoffing at?"

Wu Jia lowered his eyes to avoid Du Youshan's gaze, "Didn't he chase after you to borrow books since last year?"

Du Youshan choked, pinched Wujia's chin, "Why didn't you remind me? How did you become a secretary?"

Wu Jia turned his head and replied respectfully: "Sorry, I thought you forgot on purpose."

Du Youshan walked back to the small hall with his hands behind his back, "Don't make me feel weird, Wu Jia, be careful of me...be careful of me..." Repeated twice, but he couldn't think of what he could do to Wu Jia, so he said angrily: "You It's called pride!"

Yang Xiaokong sorted out the books and materials briefly, and then went downstairs, only Wu Jia was left in the small hall, and there was an extra bottle on the desk.

Dragon and phoenix pattern double-eared ring bottle, rich blue and white hair color, blue with purple, and "Jiajing year system" double row and double circle designation on the bottom.

"Where are Duan He and Boss Du?"

Wu Jia sat and read the newspaper, "Let's be in the drying yard."

"Why don't you go?"

Wu Jia said simply and directly: "I don't like the sun."

Yang Xiaokong looked at the bottle in his hand and said, "It's an imitation."

Listen, it's not a question, but an affirmation. Wu Jia raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Xiaokong, "Oh? What's the problem?"

"do not know."

"Then how do you say it's an imitation?"

Yang Xiaokong smirked: "It doesn't feel right when you touch it."

Wu Jia returned his gaze to the newspaper, took a sip of tea, and said calmly, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Yang Xiaokong resentfully put down the bottle, took the washbasin towel, ran out of the wooden building, and went straight to Zhuangbitang, "Weiyu, I've run out of shampoo, give me some."

Bai Weiyu looked haggard as soon as he faced the files of his graduation thesis, "Take it yourself."

Yang Xiaokong stood behind him and looked at him for a while, then asked, "Senior brother, how many words should I write for my graduation thesis?"

"fifty thousand."

"How much did you write?"

"five hundred."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaokong quietly left with the shampoo.

At this moment, the sound of an old motorbike came roaring up the mountain road, and it stopped at the entrance of Zhuangbitang. One of the cars was an old man in yellow robes, coughing with his back arched, and the other was a strangely dressed man. The young man, still wearing a white fur hat and a wolf fur over his shoulders, climbed off the motorcycle sexily.

"Hey, buddies! Where's Baiweiyu?" The young man yelled at Yang Xiaokong, and peeled off the wolf's fur...but he was shirtless!

"He... is inside." Yang Xiaokong just came out of the shower, and was going to return the shampoo to Bai Weiyu, the water was still dripping from his head, "... May I ask who you are?"

"Pindao is the No. 90 ninth-generation master of the Maoshan School, Xiahou Weimeng!" Xia Wei put on a heroic posture, and shouted loudly: "Bai Weiyu, Le Zhengqi, brother is here..."

"Brother is here..."

Echo from the mountains: "I'm coming..."

"It's coming... it's coming..."

Duan He was chatting with Du Youshan in the drying yard of Gongcifang, and when he heard the voice, he felt his ears buzzing, his temples twitched, and he subconsciously looked at Zhuangbitang, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Bai Weiyu ran out from Zhuangbitang, and punched Xia Wei in the chest: "Xia, where did you die recently?"

Yang Xiaokong was shocked: "Brother, why did you hit someone..."

Xia Wei raised his foot and kicked Bai Weiyu down with a smile on his face: "Brother misses you to death!"

Bai Weiyu excitedly grabbed Xia Wei's neck and pushed him down into the bushes: "Liar, liar, when did you miss me?"

Yang Xiaokong: "..."

Xia Wei kicked his hooves to turn Bai Weiyu over, and stepped on his belly, "I went to Changbai Mountain to send a message to the wild goose, didn't you hear it?"

"I'm so touched..." Bai Weiyu spat out a handful of weeds, hugged Xia Wei's hoof and turned him over, "Little slut, let me feel if I lost weight!"

Yang Xiaokong: "...stay..."

Xia Wei slapped Bai Weiyu head-on, "Little fairy, let me give you a kiss!"

"Baby, I just like your aggressiveness!" Bai Weiyu responded with a fist, which made Xia Wei scream.

Yang Xiaokong: "...Stop it..."

Xia Wei twisted Bai Weiyu's ears vigorously, "Boy, the hair has grown back, handsome people and gods are all angry!"

Bai Weiyu plucked Xia Wei's eyebrows, "Thank you for the praise, Daoist, the comeback from injury is also full of chic and coquettish!"

Yang Xiaokong persuaded the fight weakly: "Don't...don't fight..."

Xia Wei grabbed Bai Weiyu's hair, and Bai Weiyu grabbed Xia Wei's hair. The two of them fought in the bushes and were inseparable. welcome ceremony."

Yang Xiaokong twitched the corner of his mouth: "..."

After the shrew-like fighting welcome ceremony, Bai Weiyu wore Xia Wei's wolf fur on his shoulders, spat out a mouthful of saliva with mud in it, and asked calmly, "What are you doing in Changbai Mountain?"

Xia Wei squatted in front of him, covered in mud, wiped a handful of nosebleeds, and whimpered, "Go to a remote mountainous area to collect antiques."

"Oh?" Bai Weiyu rubbed his bruised cheeks, "What did you receive? Take it out and let the buddies learn more."

Xia Wei picked up the bloody white fur Lei Feng hat and put it on, "I didn't take any valuables, and I was in a mess when I came back this way," he said, and took out two gadgets from the pocket behind his buttocks, "Only these two guys are worth a few hundred dollars."

Bai Weiyu picked up one and weighed it, "What is this?"

Yang Xiaokong poked his head to look, and shouted: "Grenade!"

Bai Weiyu shivered and dropped the grenade, "What kind of antique is this?"

"Bah, no guts!" Xia Wei held a grenade in his hand with contempt, and looked back at Yang Xiaokong, "Who is he?"

"My junior brother, Yang Xiaokong." Bai Weiyu introduced: "Xiaokong, this is Xia Wei. His main job is collecting trash and robbing tombs, and he also works as a Taoist priest."

Xia Wei squinted at Yang Xiaokong, and tilted his mouth, "You look pretty, call me brother to listen."

Yang Xiaokong: "..."

Xia Wei raised the grenade, "Call, if you don't call, I will blow you up!"

Yang Xiaokong wiped off his cold sweat, took a few steps back with his head in his arms, "...Brother Xiawei."

Xia Wei nodded in satisfaction, "Kong Kong, remember to call me that when you see me." He pouted at the grenade, "I've already unloaded all the gunpowder on this, it's just an empty shell, these two guys are from the 40s Yes, there are people who like to collect these things.”

Bai Weiyu picked up the other one, unscrewed the iron cover, "The gunpowder is already removed, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Xia Wei: "That didn't unload..."

Bai Weiyu Hara pulled off the tab, "What did you say?"

Xia Wei: "..."

Yang Xiaokong: "..."

The old man in yellow robe: "..."

"Get down..." Xia Wei grabbed the grenade and threw it out with all his strength.The grenade drew a beautiful arc in the air and rolled down the mountain road.The moment Xia Wei turned around and threw the grenade, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a person coming down the steps of the Porcelain Workshop, and without a word, he rushed over and overwhelmed the person, "Lie..."

Booming, deafening explosions came, billowing dust was raised, and air waves mixed with sawdust and stones shot out in all directions. The armor sitting in the small hall of the wooden building was shaken left and right. He hurriedly supported the bottle, in shock :earthquake?

Everyone in the porcelain workshop turned pale with fright, and rushed out to see what happened.

The dust that was splashing all over the sky gradually dissipated, Xia Wei propped up half of his body, touched his shoulder, felt a hand of blood, and cursed in his heart: "Wow, I hurt my right shoulder again, Bai Weiyu, you bastard! "

Looking at the people below him again, Xia Wei gasped, the one next door to Mary!A grenade blows up an enemy?I said buddy, you came here from Xi'an?

Xia Wei's voice changed: "Duan, Duanhe?"

Duan He was choked by the smoke and coughed again and again. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to pinch Xia Wei's neck and push him down to the ground. Needless to say, let the other party taste the Duan family's series of fists first.

Bai Weiyu and Yang Xiaokong patted their ashes and stood up, covering their mouths and noses to watch the battle, Bai Weiyu smiled and said, "Teacher Duan is more enthusiastic than me!"

Xia Wei was beaten so badly that he didn't dare to fight back because he knew he was wronged, and he kept crawling: "Help me..."

Yang Xiaokong picked up the dead leaves and sawdust all over his head: "Brother Bai, with all due respect, your welcome will kill people."

Bai Weiyu's smile faltered: "I think Duan He seems to be playing for real."

Xia Wei was busy parrying Duan He's fist, begging for mercy. "My brother and I were wrong, don't fight, don't fight, ah... murder your own husband..."

Bai Weiyu and Yang Xiaokong rushed to the front, pulling Duan He away in a hurry, Xia Wei rolled into a ball and rolled under the ginkgo tree, moaning miserably: "It hurts...Uncle, they beat me..."

Xia Wei's uncle, that yellow-robed old man... the 98th head of the Maoshan School, known as Lao Man, ignored what happened to his nephew, walked leisurely up the steps of the porcelain workshop with a pipe in his mouth, saw Du Youshan, hehe I was very happy, "Boss Du! Ness Tumiqiu!"

Wei Nanhe pointed to a big hole on the mountain road not far away, "Who did it?" When he came back, the car fell into the big hole, but the person crawled out, but the car was still stuck in the hole, Ah Sheng and the other group are pushing out having sex.

Yang Xiaokong and Bai Weiyu looked at each other and said in unison, "It's not me."

"I know it's not you, and you don't have this kind of ability!" Wei Nanhe said with a gloomy face, "Say! Who?"

Bai Weiyu said, "Xiaokong, I can't betray my brother, you should say it."

Yang Xiaokong looked coldly: Then what have I become?

Lezheng Qi was playing with another hand grenade left by Xia Wei. He pulled the tab, yelled and threw it far away, and then shouted: "Lie down..."

Bianbian lay down with her tail between her legs and her head in her arms: "Wow, woof!"

Le Zhengqi crawled forward half a meter in the grass, and grabbed Bian Bian's front paws, "Bian Bian, you can't die..."

Bian Bian turned over on his belly, kicked his legs, stuck out his tongue, constricted his pupils, and was in a dying struggle. "Wow... woof..."

Le Zhengqi turned and pressed the head of the black cat, tearing up in pain: "Comrade Bian Bian died!"

Black Cat: "..."

Le Zhengqi pointed to the grenade in the distance, "Jessbon, bring me the grenade back, we and the enemy will die together!" The black cat sat still, thinking: "Why are human beings so stupid?"

Le Zhengqi crawled over to pick up the grenade with hands and feet, and held it high above his head: "Comrades, charge..."

Wei Nanhe squeezed the little boy's neck to silence the sound, then confiscated the grenade.

"You just changed your clothes this morning, and you crawled all over the dirt again. I think you're going back from living?" Wei Nanhe pushed Lezheng Qi, "Go into the house!"

Le Zhengqi walked around Wei Nanhe, "Give me the grenade."

Wei Nanhe glared at the two juniors angrily: "Who brought this kind of thing?"

Le Zhengqi stood on tiptoe, hugged Wei Nanhe with one hand, and reached for the grenade with the other, "Give it to me, give it to me!"

Yang Xiaokong scratched his head, "Brother Bai's friend brought it, a Taoist priest named Xia Wei."

"Xia Wei?" Wei Nanhe raised the grenade in another hand, "Who is that?"

"It's Xiaoman, the nephew of Taoist priest Lao Man." Bai Weiyu added.

Lezheng climbed up the Weinan River in the shape of an octopus, and tried his best to catch the grenade, "Give me, give me!"

"The old man is here?" Wei Nanhe frowned, "What about Du Youshan?" Then he changed the hand grenade.

"They chatted for a while in the small hall and left together, and Boss Du also took the bottle away." Yang Xiaokong reported truthfully.

Panting, Le Zhengqi rode on Wei Nanhe's back, "Give me..."

"A profiteer and a fake Taoist priest, together they are going to do something utterly unconscionable!" Wei Nanhe's eyes blazed, "Leave them alone! What about Xiaoman? I want him to pay for blowing up such a big hole in front of my house." !"

Yang Xiaokong: "Dragged away by Duan He."

"Huh?" Wei Nanhe said in astonishment, "What's the matter with Guan Duanhe?"

Le Zhengqi took the opportunity to snatch the grenade, and ran away with the black cat in his arms.

Yang Xiaokong and Bai Weiyu spread their hands together: "I don't know."