Get out, divorce!

What's the matter? "Mo Yu looked at me.

"I'm sorry, I closed my eyes to tell you," Zhao Xiaozhu closed his eyes spontaneously as he said that, his thick eyelashes trembling because of the surge in his heart.

"Moyu, come to me," I closed my eyes and said with a blushing face after struggling for a long time.

Sure enough, I heard footsteps and stopped in front of me.

"What's the matter, Second Master?" Mo Yu asked again.

"I... kiss you..." I blushed boldly and asked, "How?"

There was a short silence, and there was no sound around, and I could hear my heart beating "Boom, Boom, Boom".

Suddenly, Moyu's two fingers pinched my chin.

His fingertips are dry and strong...

His voice is also magnetic...

He said, "Idiot, you should kiss one, try?"

My eyes widened suddenly, and I almost jumped up from the grand master's chair.

In front of you, Zhao Chuansun!

"Ah, ah..." With the tofu brain and twisted tongue, I was so frightened that I shivered on the Taishi chair, and the Taishi chair made a sound of "creak, creak" in perfect coordination.

"Second Master knows how to joke around." Mo Yu smiled at me not far away, "I don't even know Master is back..."

After speaking, he left with oil on his feet.

Before leaving, those eyes still glanced at me vaguely.

"Here's Qiuyun, you won't learn well," Yumian Yanluo stared at me with a smirk, and pinched my chin with two fingers with full force, "Correct evil ways, so caring?! "

The corners of Zhao Xiaozhu's eyes were filled with tears, his chin is really troubled today...

Not my chin, not my chin... Zhao Xiaozhu hypnotized himself messily.

"Idiot, you're promising," Zhao Chuansun gritted his words with accents, his phoenix eyes seemed to light up a beacon tower, "Just pull a slave from the second door, what can you learn..."

"Uh, uh..." His chin was in his hand, even though I felt repentant, I couldn't express it...it made me anxious.

Zhao Chuansun looked at me with deep eyes.

I had to work hard and try harder to see if I could speak completely without using my jaw.

He was fine, but suddenly he loosened his hand and let me go.

"Idiot," he said, "Go to Xiaohua Hall."

The Xiaohua Hall should be setting up dinner at this moment... I moved my jaw... it still hurts.

After the pain, Zhao Xiaozhu raised his eyes and said stupidly, "Father..."

"what?"

"You really don't want to hit me?"

Wouldn't it be reserved as a supper after dinner?

Zhao Chuansun raised his eyebrows... He was so angry.

【ten】

"Get up," Zhao Chuansun hooked his fingers, and said casually, "It's true, it's my father's fault if I raise it or not. I can't bear it."

I stood up from the grand teacher's chair in a daze... In this prime minister's mansion, I'm afraid I'm the first prime minister who doesn't invite pets in front of me, and even takes the initiative to ask for a beating.

Zhao Chuansun sat down on the Taishi chair, put one leg up, and looked at me leisurely.

"Go, pass the duster here," Zhao Chuansun said with a half-smile, half-smiling, "the old lady knows, I should praise you for being sensible, and you will know that you are wrong!"

"Father..." If I didn't know that it wouldn't help, I might rush up to hug the wicked man's leg, wag the little pig's tail or something.

Grandmother... Zhao Chuansun wants to hit me...

"What are you doing slowly?" Zhao Chuansun raised his sharp chin and said in a cold voice, "Hurry up, wait for reinforcements?!"

I grumbled against the duster. When Mo Yu was holding it in my hand, I still thought that there were so many shiny chicken feathers on the duster, which was so cute. Now, look at it, bullshit... It's just disgusting!

When the duster was handed to Zhao Chuansun, he patted the corner of the table twice to shake off the dust, and then he turned it upside down and held it in his hand. The thin bamboo strips pointed at me viciously, making me feel panicked and mouth Bitter.

Even so, he still complained, "Oh... my hands are dirty for nothing."

"Father..." I struggled to my deathbed, "I was wrong... Can I just admit my mistake and not hit me?"

"Ah, our second master will also admit his mistakes," Zhao Chuansun smiled, "Remember in the future, you should admit your mistakes earlier. Now...it's late, and I'm in a good mood."

The pig was terrified, and it seemed that this beating would not escape.

"Come here," Zhao Chuansun patted his legs and said concisely, "Lie down."

"Father, can you hit the palm of your hand?" Zhao Xiaozhu bargained.

"So that you can cry in front of the old lady later, huh?"

Zhao Chuansun exposed all the petty things in his heart and shattered them completely.

"Hurry up," Zhao Chuansun frowned, "I don't have time to spend with you!"

Then you are busy... I blinked and blinked back the grievance...

"I said Second Lord," Zhao Chuansun laughed again, "the servant in charge is about to talk back, tell me, I'm not trying to scare others, so why should we call them?"

Zhao Chuansun said this in a tone as if he was thinking of me.

Stretch your head with a knife, retract your head with a knife... A man who can bend and stretch... He who understands current affairs is a hero... The heavens will send great responsibilities to everyone...

Ever since, the Sri Lankan lay on Zhao Chuansun's lap, mourning...

"I haven't fought yet, why are you crying?!"

Zhao Chuansun rolled his eyes, this little idiot is really stupid.

"Hit, hit..." Zhao Xiaozhu's nose burst into tears, and the history of humiliation in the past reappeared today, "No, yes... you can take off your pants!!"

"You don't care about me," Zhao Chuansun narrowed his eyes and stared extremely displeased.

There was only a "hiss", and Zhao Xiaozhu's butt felt cold.

Uh……

I'm ashamed to be a human...Zhao Xiaozhu froze all over.

It's okay, why is the butt so tender, isn't it a trick...Zhao Chuansun raised the corner of his mouth, sneered sinisterly, raised his hand, and shook it off...

"Ah——! Ah——! Grandma, help! Help!" Zhao Xiaozhu howled loudly, "The grandson was beaten! Grandma, grandma——! Ah——!"

"You, you..." The ancestor tremblingly raised the crutch with the head of the dragon, and pointed at... Zhao Chuansun!

"Old lady, calm down," Zhao Chuansun stood there and said calmly, not at all as if he knew he was wrong.

"Poor my grandson," the old lady put down her crutches, and patted my head distressedly, "Where did the beating happen? Did the beating hurt? Grandfather, take a look?"

"Old ancestor..." I got into my grandmother's arms, choking with heartbreak.

Grandmother... Grandson was beaten again this time, and he couldn't talk about it... Grandson doesn't want to be a human anymore...

"Oh, my grandson doesn't cry, don't cry," the old lady wiped away her old tears in distress, "grandmother beat him for you!"

Just as I was about to wipe away my tears and snicker, I caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye, Zhao Chuansun was looking at me from a distance, still looking like he was about to smile or not... For a moment, sadness came from it...

"Grandma..." I cried hard.

Grandma, look at Zhao Chuansun, he doesn't know what's wrong at all...

"I said you were justified in beating Bao'er?" Grandma really had a tacit understanding with me.

"Just for a few moments," Zhao Chuan and Sun Yun stood there lightly, "It's also to teach him well. It's my father's fault if I don't raise him... Don't be sad, old lady."

I rely on... what tone is this? !

"You! You!" Sure enough, the grandmother was so angry that she knocked on the dragon's head and cane, "Don't feel bad for your own son!"

After saying a word, the old lady closed her mouth first.

Zhao Chuansun didn't speak, just stood there and looked at me with a half-smile.

My eyes widened, and I struggled to poke my head out of my grandmother's arms. Why did this sound so awkward...

Suddenly, grandma sighed heavily.

"Let's go away, I was disturbed by this big and small..."

The grandmother waved her hands to the wives and aunts in the room. Those wives and aunts had long been trembling under the pressure of Zhao Chuansun's aura. When the grandmother gave the order, they all walked away as if they had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

Grandma sighed again when everyone was gone.

"grandmother?"

"My darling," my grandmother hugged me tightly, "don't be afraid, you are always from my Zhao family..."

Grandma... what on earth are you trying to say?

"It's just...he, Zhao Chuansun is not your father."

Uh...huh?

Grandma what are you talking about?

I have called him daddy for 16 years...

"Chuanxiang is your father," my grandmother Mosuo held my head, with tears in her old eyes.

"That's Uncle," I reminded her, "Isn't Uncle dead?"

"Oh, I can't let you know about those things now," the grandmother tightened the wrinkles on her face and sighed, pointing to Zhao Chuansun and said, "Anyway, even if he is not your father, he is still your little uncle. He beat him up casually." A few times, it's also for your own good, you can't hate him, understand?"

"Grandma..." I wanted to cry, but I couldn't.

I said... Zhao Chuansun is just like that... He can give birth to a son at the age of thirteen or fourteen... It turns out that there is a big trick here.

But, what is it all about? He didn't just hit me a few times...Grandmother...he hit me for more than ten years...After the beating, he's not my father...

"Got it?" The old lady patted Zhao Xiaozhu's face lovingly, "Don't talk about it outside, it will cause trouble for nothing."

"Woo..." Zhao Xiaozhu twitched depressed.

"Go, go," the grandmother said with a smile, "go have dinner with your...father, what are you messing around with, he loves you so much, don't mess with me."

……

He is not my father!

I didn't dare to stare at Zhao Chuansun, I could only feel very angry in my heart.

And my freshly baked little uncle, with a pair of phoenix eyes, was about to sweep me with a smile.

【eleven】

"In the future..." Zhao Chuan and Sun Feng smiled, "People call you Dad,