Chen Xiaodao squatted behind Lao Mitou, and felt a gust of wind pass by in front of him, and then his whole body made a wall-dong noise with the wall.

"ah!"

He let out a scream, but before he had time to see clearly, there was another explosion on his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar feeling of punches and kicks covered his whole body.

"Make you owe it!"

Waving his fist, Feng Zhibai landed on Chen Xiaodao's back and face.

Lao Mi Tou moved his position holding the bowl, glanced at the two of them, and ate breakfast calmly. After hearing Chen Xiaodao's wailing gradually became smaller, he waved to the two of them with chopsticks: "Okay, okay, okay.

Stop fighting and eat quickly, the food is already cold."

Withdrawing his hand, Feng Zhibai rubbed his wrist and kicked Chen Xiaodao on the back: "I'll let you have some free time!"

"ah!"

After letting out his last cry of pain, Chen Xiaodao resigned himself to his fate and crawled onto the sofa. Covering his pretty face, he shouted helplessly: "Grandma, can I apply? I hope you won't hit my handsome face."

Face."

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone ask for a beating."

After giving Chen Xiaodao a glance, Feng Zhibai silently took the last sip of porridge.

Putting down the bowl, Lao Mi Tou reached out and picked up Chen Xiaodao. Just as he was about to persuade him, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong——"

The knock on the door was not very urgent.

After pushing the person onto the sofa, Lao Mi Tou got up in time: "Hey, I'll open the door and you two can continue fighting."

As he quickly walked to the gate, he didn't forget to turn around and greet them to continue fighting.

"Who is knocking on the door so early in the morning?"

He rubbed his face and looked over.

"Maybe the sound just now was too loud and disturbed the people. It's okay. I'll explain."

Opened the door.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is it noisy..."

"dad."

Before Lao Mi Tou finished speaking, the man standing at the door pushed up his glasses and shouted loudly at him.

dad?

Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai looked over at the same time.

There was a man standing outside the gate.

You Shanlin is thirty years old.

The man's nose is straight and plump, upright.

Bitou Fengyuan has a kind heart.

Tiancang's basement is full, spacious and rich.

Her cheekbones are high and she has thoughts in her heart.

A pair of eyes are slightly raised, revealing a sharp and powerful look.

Look at his zodiac sign.

Except for the palace of parents and the palace of husband and wife, which are not very good, everything else is excellent.

You can tell that such a person is a successful person at a glance.

"Did you smell any other scent on him?"

Feng Zhibai was lying on the front of the sofa, tugging on Chen Xiaodao's ears.

"Hiss - don't pull me! I didn't smell it, maybe you smelled it wrong."

He raised his hands to protect his ears, gritting his teeth in pain.

Outside the gate, Lao Mi Tou looked puzzled: "Young man, have you found the wrong door?"

The man outside the door laughed, and instinctively stretched out his hand to push up his glasses frame again: "Dad, my name is Duan Tianyi, and I am the husband of your daughter Michelle."

"My daughter's husband?"

Lao Mi was stunned for a moment.

When her daughter got married, she didn't invite him. She couldn't make a few phone calls a year, and she didn't know where she lived, let alone her husband.

Wiping his hands hurriedly, Lao Mi leaned back nervously: "Quick, quick, come in quickly."
Chapter completed!