Male God Is Always Targeted - Chapter 285

[285. Chapter 285 You readers, you can’t do it 7.33]

Luo Mio is bending over to pour tea for Dad Fan.

From Fan Xuhui’s point of view, it was Luo Mio who was whispering something to that person.

very close.

Fire, straight to the forehead.

Luo Mio and Fan’s father also stopped talking when the door was kicked open.

look.

“…”

His unfortunate son looked angry, what was he going to do?

Father Fan didn’t think so much.

Luo Mio saw something different in the eyes of the second sickness in his family.

For example.

catch · rape.

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Fan Xuhui was also shocked.

“Dad?!” Dad

Fan’s face was stunned, how could he still be kind to Luo Mio before.

“You stinky boy, go home when you get home, what are you doing with kicking the door, what should you do if you scare Xiao Luo?”

He looked at the silly unfortunate son with disgust.

Quite a bit hate that iron is not steel.

The daughter-in-law is so good that he would cry after being scared away.

Fan Xuhui felt that his brain was really painful.

Heartbroken, he put things on the coffee table.

“Dad, why didn’t you tell me when you came, you thought the house was burglarized.”

Dad Fan’s face changed, he pushed away the chair and stood up.

He grabbed the pillow and hit the unfilial son.

“Being thief, saying that you are a thief, you bastard, you are going to be mad at me.”

Fan Xuhui was obviously used to being beaten.

Dodging and retorting.

“Your tinnitus is ringing. Young master didn’t say it. You said it yourself.”

Dad Fan became even more angry when he heard it.

“Unfilial son, I’m with you, my son. Whose son are you? No matter how big or small, I’ll see if I don’t teach you a good lesson.”

Sure enough, the sons came to collect debts.

Fan Xuhui grabbed the fruit plate on the coffee table and blocked it in front of him.

Not to be outdone, he fought back.

“You don’t only know how to bully your son. If you have the ability, let me beat you up.”

Fan’s father burst into flames and became prosperous again.

In the huge living room, the two of them made chickens jump.

Luo Mio sat on the chair dumbfounded.

This father-son relationship…

so wonderful.

Silently swallowing.

Turning his head, he began to clear the table.

Hypnotize yourself.

He saw nothing.

I didn’t even know they were so happy.

Wait for Luo Mio to enter the kitchen.

The two enthusiastic people who were still chasing me, stopped immediately.

The brothers seemed to have to put their arms around their shoulders and quietly approached the kitchen door.

Look inside together.

The boy in the yellow apron washed the dishes seriously.

There is no pretentious feeling that ‘a gentleman is far from a kitchen’.

Nor did it pretend.

His expression was calm.

The dappled sunlight came in from the window and fell on his head.

Like a layer of warmth.

Makes you want to reach out and touch.

“Son, it’s the only time you’ve grown so big that you’re not blind.”

Father Fan sighed sincerely.

Fan Xuhui proudly raised his chest, and his chin was even higher.

Although I always felt that those words were not right, I still replied very proudly.

“That’s right, don’t even look at who I am, young master.”

Papa Fan’s hands were itchy again from the look of the stinky fart.

He picked up the pillow and hit him again rudely.

“Who are you, you are not born by Lao Tzu, and you dare to pretend to be a master in front of your Lao Tzu, you deserve to be beaten, stinky boy.”

Fan Xuhui was caught off guard.

Covering his head, he ran into the kitchen.

Holding Luo Mio’s waist, he shouted at his father.

“Damn old man, you are jealous of me. I have such a satisfying lover, but you are a bachelor.”

Fan’s chubby body shook with anger.

He must clean up this bastard son today.

Just as he stepped out, he saw his son’s face changed.

“Hey, hey, tap, tap, it hurts…”

(End of this chapter)