Beichen raised his palm and shook his left arm lightly. The purple pupil caught in his arms flew out and landed steadily on a cushioned chair beside the long dining table.
His strength was just right, not only not breaking the chair, but also not hurting her.
When the purple pupil fell on the chair, the two people had turned into two shadows.
One mysterious and one white, time is divided and time is combined.
"Mom, do we need help?" Snack Guy asked in her consciousness.
"Who do you want to help?" Zi Tong asked.
"Um..." The snack guy was also troubled, "Wei Young gave mother flowers, clothes, and invited her to dinner. Logically speaking, we should help him. However, even though that guy Beichen is fierce, he also gave mother a lot.
nice one……"
"Good son, you have to remember that we want to be rich and powerful without being lascivious, and we must be powerful without being subdued. The two of them are diligent and diligent, and they are either rapists or thieves." Zi Tong stood up from the chair and watched the two fighting quietly.
Back towards the stairs.
"What do you mean by silver and buckle?" The snacker humbly asked for advice.
"To put it simply, you eat for free, take for free, don't be grateful to them." Zi Tong's body swayed, and his feet moved around. The next moment, he was at the top of the stairs, and he was about to reach for the steps.
"stop!"
"Xiaotongtong, don't leave in a hurry!"
The voices of Wei Yang and Beichen sounded almost at the same time, one was deep and domineering, the other was lazy.
Zi Tong retracted her mid-step foot, turned to look at Wei Yang and Beichen standing behind her, raised her lips and smiled, reached out her hand, and closed the door of the nine-story tower tightly.
"Go on, you two, I just want to close the door for you so that others won't see you!"
"go back!"
This time, the two people had a surprisingly tacit understanding.
"Just go back when you go back."
These two guys were so perverted that they still paid attention to her in the face of such a powerful enemy.
With a curse in his heart, Zi Tong walked straight between the two people, returned to the long dining table, and sat down on the chair.
"Okay, you continue!"
Beichen's fist flew out like lightning and hit the tip of Weiyang's nose directly.
Seeing that his nose was about to hit Weiyang's beautiful and straight nose, Weiyang, who was clearly smiling at her purple eyes, dodged at the last moment.
"It looks like the two of them are going to fight for a long time. Mom, what should we do now?"
Zi Tong adjusted the chair under her and reached out to take the ivory chopsticks from the table.
"They beat us, but we eat them."
Hearing the word "eat", the foodies immediately shouted with joy.
"Long live mother!"
"What do you want to eat?"
"I think the third dish from the north is good."
Zi Tong reached out and brought the plate directly over, picked up a shrimp ball and brought it to his mouth. He placed it on the edge of the plate with his left palm. An imperceptible purple light flashed in the palm of his hand, and the golden shrimp balls on the plate disappeared instantly.
No trace.
Ever since, the "mothers" began to eat and drink without ceremony.
While Zi Tong was eating, she occasionally raised her face to see the progress of the fight between Beichen and Wei Yang.
Although the two men were fighting inextricably, they had a tacit understanding that they did not use force, let alone astrology. They only fought with fists and kicks. Not to mention damaging the furnishings and furniture in the house, even the ground was covered with extremely soft feathers.
The carpet was not damaged at all.
When they were almost done eating, the two of them had no intention of stopping. Zi Tong held the pot in one hand and the cup in the other, put her two feet on the table, and watched the two of them fighting while sipping.