What did the old man tell you

Yan Wendong's face was taut, and he taught him a lesson: "unbridled, what old man, he is your grandfather!"

"Oh, what kind of grandfather is he!" Yan Lishu said scornfully.

Yan Jin'an didn't regard himself as a grandson from beginning to end. Why should he be humble and respect that kind of person.

If Yan Wendong had a beard, he would have raised his angry beard.

"What's the matter with you and Tiantian!"

"You ask me, didn't the old man tell you last night?"

Yan Lishu squinted at him, caught a trace of anger in Yan Wendong's eyes, sneered, "I heard mom say that you have been here for more than two hours, what the old man told you, let me hear it!"

If it were not for the sake of Yan Li's scholar's illness, Yan Wendong would have beaten him for a long time.

"What else can I say? It's your bastard business!"

Yan Wendong's face was ugly. Because of this boy, he was taught by Yan Jin'an last night.

He is a son who is always more careful than Yan Wenbin.

Yan Jin'an is estranged from his mother, and it's not pleasant to see his son.

Later, taking advantage of his job transfer, he took his family to settle down in Ancheng.

Over the years, I'm not used to living here.

"Oh, what's all about me?" He was still curious about how Yan Jin'an talked about his mischief in front of Yan Wendong.

Yan smelled East tiger's face and asked fiercely, "I ask you if sweet mother's death has anything to do with you!"

"It doesn't matter!"

"Fart. You shielded the man named Chen Yao. She killed Ye Qian. As a result, you are good. You helped Chen Yao, but another person died in vain!"

Yan Wendong was a soldier. When he was young, he went to the battlefield and made military achievements.

He is used to life and death.

It is because he has seen so many people's lives that he understands how valuable it is to live in this world.

"I ask you, does Tiantian know about it? It happened to you two?"

Yan Li's thin lips are tight, silence is equivalent to acquiescence.

Yan Wendong can't find DONGBANG, or he will have to disfigure his face. "If you don't learn from your mother, you will learn from your mother. I've taught you how to teach you this kind of thing through words and deeds. I'm sweet too, and I'll kill you directly!"

Yan Lishu raised his eyes and glanced at him, "if you are sweet, I will not marry you!"

Yan Wendong, "..."

At this time, I still have the heart to talk to him.

When Yan heard that Dong Zheng was about to get angry, Yan Lishu raised a wry smile. "He told you that, and didn't talk about the past?"

"What else to talk about!"

Yan Lishu's eyes gradually cool, with a faint Senqi. "Naturally, I talked about how I was almost killed by Yan kunjie. Oh, by the way, I forgot that the old man lied to you and said that I was injured in a fight with a group of hoodlums!"

Yan Wendong was confused. Yan Lishu said, "why do you forget the scar on my back?"

It's impossible for Yan Wendong to forget that, which is more serious than this time.

Thanks to his classmates found in time, sent to the hospital, or they can really be the white hair sent to the black hair.

"What the hell is going on! How can I get involved with Yan kunjie! "

[so many today, the rest tomorrow night, have a good weekend ~]