Fujiwara's eyes swept across Fujiwara Tono, and fell on Count again: "Have you hit her?"
Count raised his hand and supported his forehead. He didn't expect Fujiwara to discharge suddenly, nor did he expect that he could not help but Li Wanqing's bad words yesterday, and moved.
"Love, please ask the doctor to see Wan Qing, let her talk nonsense!"
"Yes, lady!"
"Love, have you seen Miss Li's injuries?" Xia Yu Orange asked.
"Skin trauma is all skin trauma!" I answered carefully.
"Don't call a doctor anymore, let's use ointment! This is a matter of spreading, and the impact on the puppet is not good." Xia Yu Orange finished speaking, watching the count, "You before, do not hit a woman!"
Xia Yuman also felt very angry. Count did this, isn't it discredit the face of Fengya?
It seems that he does not have a problem with Li Wanqing once or twice. So, SOS is left by Li Wanqing.
Could it be said that Li Wanqing also knew that this person was fake?
Count knew that he had a loss and didn't want to say anything. I just felt that Li Wanqing stayed again, which was a big burden.
"Isn't it because of you, you are happy?" I was talking about Fujiwara, "You relying on the children in your stomach, you want to mix the water at the wind. Obviously, you have to marry Miss Li.
After looking forward to a long time, you suddenly jumped out and said that he was pregnant, ridiculous? Is the child a hoe? "
"Yes, you ask him!" Xia Yuyan wiped his mouth with a napkin and threw it on the table.
Fujiwara's intention is obvious, that is, Kyoko Fujiwara is rushed back to the UK.
Therefore, she took the opportunity to make up a few words: "Auntie Hui, I think you care too much. I remember, I said, you stay in the wind house, you are voluntary.
If I were you, I would have left. Why, be a good person, who cares about you? "
"You ... you are really too much ... Who do you think you are?" Fujiwara was so angry that she dared not let the count speak directly for herself, just look at Fujiwara with grievance eyes, "Aunt, see, see
Look, see, who is this relying on? So arrogant? "
Xia Yuman stood up and placed his palm on the lower abdomen. That meaning was obvious.
"Hui Zi, what do you shout? I invited her to come over for dinner. She was in the belly of our bones and flesh, and I didn't give her face. Is it my grandson?" Fujiwara Aiming
At a glance, Xia Yuyan glanced, "Sit down, no one is better than the baby in your belly, you should be careful about me. If there is any loss, I will not let you go!"
The tone of her tone in Xia Yu Orange is still the same as before, not cold or hot.
"It seems that Grandma is also fighting for Li Wanqing," Xia Yu Orange sat down and turned around and saw Lily, "Lily, invite Miss Li, just some skin trauma, what's the big deal."
"Enough!" Count stopped, "She doesn't want to come down, even if."
He didn't take it lightly, Li Wanqing couldn't see anyone.
Xia Yu's orange white glance at him: "Is it distressed?"
"You know ..." Count is anxious, I don't know what this woman wants to do. She looks like jealous, but is it a crime?