The silly father is very angry, and the silly father wants to kill someone.

His little mute face was injured by which hot chicken?

Hara Qingqi no longer cared about pretending to be angry, and almost bounced up from the chair, her eyes widened like a pair of copper bells: "Who did it? Are you tired of work? I want to destroy him all over the house!"

Xie Jiuyao hooked his hand in his palm and comforted his widowed old man: I snatched his things, no matter how you calculate it, it doesn’t matter us…

Before Yuan Qingqi could get angry for the second time, she wrote in his palm: But I have killed him.

The original leader of the widowed old man pursed his lips, barely suppressed his anger, and whispered: "Is it because of him that I came back late?"

Xie Jiuyao shook his head, took a dagger from his sleeve, and handed it to Yuan Qingqi.

The dagger was very strange, with a dark color all over, and then there was no sharp point. She frowned and looked very unhappy. Xie Jiuyao always felt that Yuan Qingqi was very nice to her, gave her a lot, helped her a lot, and she wanted to give him something.

Don’t give him the things you get from him to borrow flowers and offer them to him.

So when she went out, she collected the meteorite iron outside the sky and made a dagger, but the material was not enough. The material of the meteorite iron outside the sky was extremely special and could not be integrated into other metals.

In the end, it was a little bit short of...

She should have come back long ago, running around, but she didn't collect similar materials and put them on the tip of the knife.

Xie Jiuyao's cheeks were slightly red, and he was embarrassed to stuff the dagger into his palm. The first time she gave him a gift in a real sense was still incomplete.

The old father burst into tears: "Is this for me?"

Xie Jiuyao was embarrassed to say that the dagger was not complete, and she would continue to go out to find similar materials in the future and fill in the tip of the dagger.

However, Yuan Qingqi was already very happy. Xie Jiuyao is now seventeen years old, and he is as delicate as a flower. His life has just begun. He is in his forties and is more lucky and can live for thirty or forty years. If he is not lucky enough to end at sixty, he can be considered a long life for people in the world.

She had grown up, so he could no longer hug her. So even though he was relieved, excited and proud, he kept rolling and roaring, and finally he could only restrain himself and gently touch her head.

The girl's black hair was soft and slightly cool, and the touch was excellent. Yuan Qingqi rubbed it and couldn't help but touch the second one. Then in the end, she couldn't help but touch the scar on her cheek with her fingers.

The wound was scarred and the touch was very rough. Yuan Qingqi began to feel distressed again: "My little mute looks good no matter how good it is."

Xie Jiuyao just smiled. She knew very well that her face was not good-looking, and at most it could be called pretty. Perhaps when Yuan Qingqi saw her, she had a filter.

Just like Yuan Qingzaki is a cruel and cruel image in other people's mouths, she is even a little cute in her filter.

Yuan Qingqi pinched Xie Jiuyao's hand and muttered for a long time. Finally, she suddenly remembered that she had just returned, and was simple and had not washed up. She changed into clean clothes. Maybe she came back before she could eat. She quickly stood up and sent Xie Jiuyao back to the room.

Xie Jiuyao took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and slept well with Yuan Qingqi for dinner. Before he woke up the next day, he heard someone knocking on the window. She opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed her eyes, got up from the bed, and called the maid to come in and wash.

After washing up, I opened the window, and a furry head immediately appeared outside the window, with a little resentment: "Ajiu... for two quarters of an hour, you don't love me anymore!"

It took two quarters of an hour before she came to open the window!

Xie Jiuyao closed the window again with a expressionless face. He could walk through the door and insisted on climbing the window. Didn’t this ask for it? Moreover, the window was not closed tightly, so he could push it open by himself?

Jiang Musheng kept shouting outside the window with resentment: "Ajiu...Ajiu..."

After a while, he didn't get a response. He silently crawled in through the window and said pitifully: "Do you have a new love outside? Oh oh oh oh oh, it must be like this, my life is so hard..."

Before he could finish his moaning, he was slapped out. Xie Jiuyao rubbed his fist and punched him with one punch.

Jiang Musheng came in through the window, but he went out through the window.

He was like a pimp, skinny and extremely tough. He crawled back in a few seconds. This time he became much more serious and said honestly, "Ajiu, why are you injured on your face? Who did it? I'll chop his whole family! No chickens and dogs are left!"

Xie Jiuyao had long been accustomed to Jiang Musheng whispering beside her. After she cleaned up, she had breakfast again. She walked downstairs amid Jiang Musheng's whispering sounds, practiced the knife for a while, but was not affected at all.

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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