"Isn't that your mother? They are all female compatriots, what are you afraid of? Just take a look, anyway, you and Lin Peien are nothing, innocent, what are you afraid of? ”

Jiang Keke: "....."

"That's my privacy, too, why do you want to show it to my mother?"

Lu Xiaomu smiled, a little unorthodox.

"Your little brother can watch it?"

Jiang Keke instantly bit her lip and covered her face.

"Don't say it, I want to die when I think about it." As long as she thought that she and Xiao Enge didn't have anything last night, but he saw her whole body, she was too shy in her heart.

"So, Aunt Lan will take a look, right?" Lu Xiaomu continued to laugh.

"No, since I was in elementary school, I haven't let my mom help me take a bath or anything like that, let alone watch it."

The smile on the corner of Lu Xiaomu's lips instantly retracted a little, not for anything else, but because she suddenly remembered her mother, when she was there, they were all taking a bath together.

At that time, how happy.

"Ke'er, cherish it when it's time to cherish it, don't be like me." Lu Xiaomu said seriously in an instant.

Jiang Keke looked at Sister Mu's expression that changed in an instant, and walked to her side.

"Sister Mu, you miss your aunt again! It's okay, I'll give you my mother in the future, maybe I'll let you be her goddaughter, why don't you share a mother, okay? Jiang Keke said very emotionally.

Lu Xiaomu suddenly puffed out his eyes.

"Yes, I don't want it, this mother is not his mother, when I entered the door just now, I saw the ancestor of your family, my calves will tremble." The ancestor Lu Xiaomu said is a whip on the ground.

Jiang Keke pursed lips.

"Also, how can our Lao Lan have your mother's gentleness, our family is a tigress!"

The two of them just lay on the couch and chatted.

It seems that since Sister Mu entered the Ye family, they haven't been so tired of being together for a long time, Jiang Keke feels really good.

Girlfriends, maybe that's it! Be embarrassed together, be happy together, be sad together, take a bath together, talk to your girlfriend about things you can't say with your mother, go crazy with you, make trouble with you, cry with you, laugh with you, this is your best friend.

Living room.

Mother Jiang sat on the sofa, remembering that her daughter was beaten by Wei Yang's obsessives, and she was very unhappy.

Sit on the couch with your hands crossed.

After thinking about it, he suddenly took out his mobile phone and prepared to dial Wei Yang's phone to go out.

Father Jiang opened the door and walked in.

Jiang's mother looked at her husband who came back and put down the phone in her hand.

"You're back."

Father Jiang twisted his eyebrows.

"Hey, do you miss your husband?"

".... Your daughter was beaten, and I can't swallow this breath. ”

Dad Jiang walked over.

"Hit? Who else dares to beat our little ancestor? ”

"That's it, I don't believe it either, but the scars on my daughter's face were brought back by Xiao Mu."

Father Jiang twisted his eyebrows.

"Is there such a thing?"

"Nonsense, no, I can't swallow this breath, I want to reason with Wei Yang's kid, since he likes Ke, he has to show some sincerity, and tomorrow I will see that the people who beat Ke'er are all imprisoned."

Father Jiang twisted his eyebrows.

He didn't seem to believe it.

"I'll take a look." He got up.

Mother Jiang shouted.

"Don't go, Xiao Mu is bathing her, and you won't see it if you go."

Dad Jiang still went.

Mother Jiang sat there, feeling a breath in her heart blocking her chest, and she couldn't swallow it.

Can't spit it out.

The maid, Sister Lu, walked over.

"Madam, the bath water is put away for you, by the way, your shampoo is gone, I will buy it for you tomorrow, you have the same hair quality as Miss, the same brand you bought last time, you can use Miss's first."

"My hair isn't as good as it is, she's never dyed it." Speaking of this, Mother Jiang's eyes puffed up instantly, no, did the little calf dye her hair? No, permed your hair?

Because her hair had changed when she entered the door.

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