Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Cheng Yuanzheng furrowed his eyebrows and asked about the specific situation.

He Junfeng did not hide it from him.

"Last night we didn't wait for Mingzhu's call, so we called and asked about the new barracks. As a result, we knew that Haitang had something wrong."

"I didn't dare to disturb the family. I rushed to see the situation first, and I saw a patient **** like rice dumplings."

"She called my father directly, wrapped in gauze and vaguely called pain, crying and hurting her face, she couldn't see people anymore, and screamed that she would go home to find her mother."

He Junfeng's face was so heavy that water dripped.

"I think she was too emotional, not conducive to healing, so I asked the doctor to inject some tranquilizers for her, and deliberately contacted a foreign plastic surgeon."

"You also care about it." Cheng Yuanzheng listened carefully and comforted the remorseful father-in-law, his heart full of pride.

Only he can recognize his daughter-in-law at a glance, and the other monsters, ghosts, and Xibei goods, don't want to blind his eyes!

This should be noted down to ask your wife for help, he is more attentive to her than his father-in-law!

The daughter-in-law will be super touched, right? Would you send him a passionate deep kiss to express his gratitude?

If he worked harder and successfully rescued his wife who had been out of home, his wife would definitely agree to him, right?

"Smelly boy, what do you think? Wipe your halazi!"

He Junfeng was worried about his missing daughter, so he wanted to discuss his next actions with him. Seeing his stupid virtuous character on his face, he was so angry that he hit him hard.

Cheng Yuanzheng felt a pain in his forehead. He woke up from a dream, the gods returned, subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth with backhands, and smirked and slapped the future father-in-law's flattery.

"My father-in-law is not old, and this hand is so strong that he won't worry about holding his grandson."

Where does the grandson come from? Hehehe, of course, you have to ask his wife to give him a promise first.

He Junfeng was dumbfounded by him, coughing lightly, concealing the longing that he provoked in his eyes, and solemnly warned.

"If Mingzhu is delayed by your brat, and is wronged by her hair, I will give you the fake in it."

Pearls for fish eyes? How can this be!

Cheng Yuanzheng suddenly seemed to be beaten with blood, patted his chest to make sure.

"Father-in-law, don't worry, leave it to me! I'll rely on you to stay steady here, don't get mad, buy me more time."

"I still use you to teach?" He Junfeng snorted softly. Seeing his sullen look, he couldn't help but want to pour cold water on him.

"Don't just talk about it, how can you trust me to leave it to you?"

"We have a helper!" Cheng Yuanzheng couldn't see his father-in-law's complicated and contradictory expressions, and continued to behave very positively.

He Junfeng raised his eyebrows, his tone sighing.

"Quickly put it away. The hospital said that in addition to finding the wounded, it also found the body of a white fox."

The little fox whimpered, and the little black eyes looked at grandpa without blinking, and his little tail shook happily.

He Junfeng touched it, and he also had high hopes for it.

"Little fox, go get your mother back, and grandpa will eat the meat."

The little fox whimpered, his eyes curled, and he was obediently stuffed into his pocket by Cheng Yuanzheng.

"Father-in-law, I have to go home immediately, take a piece of clothes worn by Haitang, and sniff the little fox to lead the way."

Cheng Yuanzheng said it seriously. If the corners of his mouth are not turned upwards and his eyes are not green, his persuasiveness can be stronger.

Is he announcing to himself that he is about to enter the house and visit the girl's boudoir in an open manner?

wild ambition!

He Junfeng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, unbearably preparing to punch the **** again, when he suddenly heard a whiff of anger and resentment.

"Cheng Yuanzheng! Are you finally willing to come to see me?"

Damn it! Which **** dares to pour dirty water on him in front of his old man!

Cheng Yuanzheng exploded his hair and touched the holster directly in his waist.

"Who are you? Am I familiar with you? Don't mess around!"

"The reporters who are bothering you the most, in order to be different, even the minimum moral standards and principles and disciplines are disregarded! Learn more from other war reporters and do some personnel affairs!"