"Bang -"

When Mo Qijue was playing the ball, his hand suddenly cramped, and the club in his hand fell to the ground instantly. He was also pale.

The hand suddenly stopped moving.

Tong jiumo looked at it and was stunned. He hurriedly came forward and held Mo Qijue, "Mo Qijue, what's the matter with you? Are you okay? "

Mo Qijue's face turned white and his voice was deep, "maybe the wound has cracked."

"The wound split? Are you okay? " Tong jiumo was immediately frightened and at a loss.

Standing in place, Leng is afraid to touch the seven Lord of mo.

"I'll call 120 for you!"

Tong jiumo said, turning to make a phone call.

At the moment she turned around, her wrist was entangled by a force.

Mo Qijue held her with another hand. She looked back at him, "what's the matter with you?"

"No doctor." Mo Qijue's face sank.

What do you want the doctor to do with such a small thing?

"But you hurt your hand." Tong jiumo said with some entanglement.

"Small wound." Mo Qijue said.

Tong jiumo quickly held Mo Qijue, "then I'll hold you to have a rest."

"Yes." Mo Qijue was supported by Tong jiumo.

When Mo Qijue sat down, Tong jiumo also calmed down, "do you want to find an on-site first aider to have a look? It's troublesome to get hurt. "

Chi Bingqing and Mo Wujiang hurried to see Mo Qijue after the accident.

Chi Bingqing said to Mo Qijue as soon as he came, "well, it's only three seconds handsome?"

Let him play the handsome routine!

You deserve it!

Mo Qijue's face sank a little, "Mom, your son is hurt. Don't you care?"

"Care about your head! I asked you to teach Mo Mo to play, but you are playing handsome! " Chi Bingqing said, slapping Mo Qijue on the head.

Mo Qijue "..."

Mo Qijue glanced at Tong jiumo with a black line on his face.

Tong jiumo looked away wisely, pretending that he couldn't see anything.

She knows that the seventh Lord of the street is shameful.

So is her son.

As soon as she sees the beautiful little sister, she doesn't dare to annoy her. Once she is annoyed, she will beat her son, and then the son will feel ashamed in front of the beautiful little sister.

The seven gentlemen looked as like as two peas.

Tong jiumo was stunned, and his eyes fell on the seven Knights of Mo again. He looked at the seven Knights of Mo seriously, frowning.

Looking at Mo Qijue so carefully, the outline and facial features are indeed very similar to her son

Their eyes intertwined. Tong jiumo was stunned and couldn't move his eyes for a long time.

"Son of a bitch, why are you staring at Mo Mo? You want to do something? " Chi Bingqing looked at Mo Qijue and Tong jiumo looking at each other. Her backhand was a slap on Mo Qijue.

"Hiss -"

Mo Qijue took a breath.

Chi Bingqing is so immortal that he just pulled his wound!

The pain turned his face white.

"Mo Qijue, are you okay?" Tong jiumo looked at Mo Qijue's pale face and quickly asked.

"Mom, are you trying to murder your son?" Mo Qijue asked with a cold face.

"You hurt your hand. Why don't you say it? How dare you play here? I told you not to follow. You must come! It's all right now. You're hurt! You deserve it? " Chi Bingqing scolded his son.

Tong jiumo apologized and said, "aunt... Sorry, I did this... If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't be hurt..."

Tong jiumo feels very sorry!

Chi Bingqing felt guilty when she saw Tong jiumo. She quickly comforted and said, "Mo Mo, what are you talking nonsense about? Ah Jue is playing handsome. He doesn't pay attention to himself. Can you blame him? "

PS: add 2 and ask for a ticket~