The Profligate Madam of the Family

  Chapter 1265 The Fourth Master Exploded Again

  "Print, seal..."

  When Li Chenle lowered his eyes, he just saw Fourth Master Mo's hand holding the wheelchair moved slightly away, and then revealed the place he had pinched just now.

  A few fingerprints were left on the wheelchair so hard.

  Young Master Li is a bit creepy.

   "...It's really too dangerous, thanks to Missy." Jiang Po sighed.

Then, he looked at Leng Rongrong again, "Miss, were you really sure at the time? Still not sure, but thought that you should show up? We actually wanted you to go first. You didn't go, it was true. Are you sure?"

  Rong Ye:! ! !

   Ask why it’s hard to ask this.

   If she wants to say that she is not sure, Mo Linyuan can kill her with his eyes, right?

   "Of course I'm sure, how could I be unsure. I'm going to die there, isn't my husband going to be a widow?" Rong Ye exaggerated.

   "My dear, are you right?"

   "How could I worry you? I have nothing to do. Don't catch a cold."

  Speaking, Leng Rongrong rushed over and began to push Mo Linyuan’s wheelchair diligently, pushing it in and saying, "My dear, you must have not noticed that you have been handsome again recently."

   Fourth Master Mo showed no signs of loosening on his face, and he still had a green look. He grasped Leng Rongrong's hand pushing the wheelchair.

  But with a slight tugging, Leng Rongrong was pulled to the front by him, and then he saw the burned areas on her arms.

  Leng Rongrong wanted to retract her hand, not wanting Mo Linyuan to see her injury.

  But this injured man is also very strong. She was afraid that she would hurt Mo Linyuan with too much force, so she had to say lightly, "I'm really fine, I don't need to care about this little injury at all, it will be fine in two days!"

   "Small injury?" Fourth Master Mo's voice was cold, "Is this a small injury?"

   "Cough, cough, cough, it's a small injury, it doesn't matter, it's just a little bit hot! Huahua, Chenle, do you think it's a small injury?" Leng Rongrong desperately winked at the two people who followed.

  The two were silent.

   Just kidding, this time I said it was a minor injury, the Fourth Master wouldn’t kill them?

  Although this man is sitting in a wheelchair at this moment and can't walk, he is still scary, okay?

  Li Chenle thought of the Fourth Master who used to be in a wheelchair... He even laughed at him, what was the result?

  As a result, people can still hit him on the ground with a swing stick while sitting in a wheelchair.

  This **** crippled is non-human, alright?

   "It's okay, it's nothing compared to you." Ye Rong blinked, then looked at Jiang Po's side, "Steward Jiang, don't you think?"

   "It's really nothing compared to the Fourth Master——" Jiang Po originally wanted to say, although it's not a big deal, it should be noted.

  As a result, it shuddered before the words came out.

  He was frightened by Mo Linyuan's terrifying eyes.

   "Isn't it a big deal? Do you want to try it?" Fourth Master Mo's eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to burn the steward Jiang in front of him into the appearance of Master Rong.

   Manager Jiang: "I, I, I don’t need it anymore, right?... Now the most important thing is to treat the wound of the lady first."

   "Yes, quickly deal with my sister's wound!" Zhan Jun also became anxious.

  A group of people entered the hall, and the **** members were also driven in by the storm and rain.

  The six **** members probably have never experienced this feeling of lack of dignity, and one looks uglier than the other.

  The sickle man said angrily, "I feel like we are being chased like sheep!"

   "Damn, really, treat us like a flock!"

  "Have you not considered our feelings?"

   "I obviously feel offended!"

   After six people entered the living room, they were muttering, but no one paid any attention to them. Only the storm, rain, and the big white tiger, and the crit and the bengal tiger that came together later surrounded them.

  The six people looked very strange when they saw the Bengal tiger.

When    finally saw the crit, they all chuckled softly, "A chicken is actually looking at us, do you think we are inferior to chickens?"

  Critical Strike When I heard this sentence, I felt offended.

  What happened to the chicken?

  It is a chicken and a magic chicken, right?

  What does the deep contempt in this group of people mean?

   "Gluck!"

Crit screamed angrily, and then found that the six idiots in front of him probably couldn't understand what he was saying. After thinking about it, the chicken flew up, then jumped on top of the sickle man's head, and kicked the sickle man. .

   Then, it jumped on top of the soft sword man's head again, kicking wildly.

  After finishing the jump, it jumped on top of the woman's head, kicked the woman's hair into a messy chicken coop, and then giggled with satisfaction.

  Six people were crazy about cursing.

  As a result, Li Ruhua walked over with a few pairs of smelly socks, "You are so annoying, Fourth Master is angry."

   "What?" The sickle man looked at the smelly socks in Li Ruhua's hands in lame English. The smell had already made his brows furrowed.

   "Smelly, socks!" Li Ruhua explained in a more crappy English, "Block up your mouth!"

  After speaking, Li Ruhua stuffed the smelly socks into the mouths of six people.

   "You have to believe that this is not my smelly sock. It is a bodyguard outside. His socks are always not washed. They piled up a basket. Really, it smells so stinky, isn't it so sour?"

  Hana smiled and patted the sickle man on the shoulder, "Enjoy slowly."

  Because of the heavy rain, a few subconsciously stepped back because of the strong smell of the socks.

  Several animals were disgusted and lay down not far away, and covered their noses with their hooves.

  The Bleeding Six was speechless, and the tears of being smoked were almost coming out.

  At the same time, Master Rong was bandaging, and the doctors who treated Mo Linyuan and Tang Luo were forced to treat the wounds of Master Rong.

   is just some burns, not particularly serious, so it is quite simple to deal with.

  Of course, being stared at by Fourth Master Mo is actually not that simple.

The doctors were all kind of highly qualified doctors, but at this moment they were more nervous than an intern. They were a little careless, causing Rong Ye to frown in pain, and Si Ye's eyes were like ice skates. Like, it's really scary.

  "This, the wound is almost cleaned up, but the medicine will be a little painful." The old doctor said cautiously, "Yes, this is unavoidable, and it will pass."

  "Would you like me to chop your head, it hurts a little bit, but forbearance will pass?" The fourth master looked like the knife in the mobile phone of the doctor, and he looked at the old doctor like this.

  (End of this chapter)