Chapter 412, my son can't turn to you.

So for Song Enya's words, Mu Yazhe floated a trace of intolerance.

Song Enya did not look at his face, but said to himself: "However, give the children a lesson. Children, can not be spoiled, especially boys, in the unlikely event that they have grown up, grow up In the future, don't look at the sly brothers, be unruly, and ruin the family style. For this reason, I think that you have not done anything wrong with your brother."

Her words are not filtered by the brain!

Mu Yazhe's light is a little narrow, and his face will soon be somewhat unpleasant.

"Enxi has never eaten such a bitterness. There are three stitches in the back. God, she always loves beauty. If she knows it, don't let it go..."

"Enya." Mu Yazhe licked the ash, sucked the last bite, and finally annihilated in the ashtray, slowly and authenticly, "Mu Yuchen is the son of my acclaimed."

"Well?" Song Enya didn't understand his face for a moment, and he didn't understand what he meant.

"If you don't want to be good, you won't be able to comment on it."

His voice is not high, but it is powerful, and the stock is cold.

Song Enya’s glimpse, I couldn’t help but react to it. The words of the party were indeed wrong and irritating. "Mu brother..."

Mu Yazhe looked at her coldly, and her mouth was cold. "I like you, because you are my cousin, from small to big, you are used to it, maybe everyone is pampering you. But I think you know, there is some bottom line about me, can not be crossed."

Song Enxi’s heartbeat twitched and repeatedly adjusted the expression on his face. This was a bit of awkward tears: “Mu brother, sorry, I understand what you mean, I am too much.”

"And, you should go back and ask your sister, what did she do, and angered her."

Mu Yazhe walked up to her. "It should have been his birthday today. I should accompany him. I shouldn’t be with you from the beginning. I am very unhappy when I get out of this!"

He is angry.

Song Enya was shocked and immediately explained: "When Enxi is more willful, it is impossible..."

"This is the end of the matter, stop talking." Mu Yazhe interrupted her words angrily and walked away.

Song Enya’s dark lining was not good, and the other party’s self-righteous attitude was annoyed and immediately followed.

......

"Pain, um, oh..."

In the ward, two special intensive care beds.

When the two little guys were introduced into the emergency room, the place where they were dislocated was already connected. Xiaochenchen was slightly more serious and had to be fixed with bandages for some time.

Two small milk bags were removed from the dislocation, and there were some bruises, and Xiao Yuchen had a head in the compartment and had some slight concussion.

It is not serious, it will be good to cultivate for a few days.

The doctor patiently and the poetry of Yun Shi poetry and some taboo matters, Yun Shi poetry and listened carefully.

Throughout the process, Mu Yuchen always had a tight face. Even when he was holding his arm, his brow did not wrinkle. It was a brave appearance.

Yun Tianyou couldn't eat the pain, but he could see the strong look of Mu Yuchen. He was too strong to be intuitive.

There is a role model for him, Yun Tianyou hurts again, and he is embarrassed to cry, so he is not crying like a normal child.

Doctors and nurses are very surprised.

A six-year-old child usually has no ability to tolerate pain.

This kind of injury, when you take the arm, change to other children, afraid that you have to cry all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)

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