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Chapter 117: The sword is drawn(2/2)

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel ashamed: Master asked him to wear roe deer horns, and he was very brave just now.

At this time, there were whimpering crying around me.

It was Yang Hongying, who had been acting so strong just now, but now he can't help it.

While crying, she muttered herself with remorse: "Grandpa, Sanfeng'er, it's all my fault. I almost harmed you."

Liu Qingshan hurriedly comforted her: "Sister, your business is ours, who told us to be a family?"

"Who is a family with you!"

Yang Hongying had red eyes and gave him a blank look.

Is this what you just said? Who kept saying that this is your home?

Liu Qingshan blinked and thought it would be better not to argue with women. If there was that time, it would be better to go to Uncle Zhang Luo’s house for a wedding banquet.

He guessed that the old sister was almost embarrassed now and she actually said that kind of thing in person.

But it seemed that I didn't lie. My elder brother-in-law was not at home those days, so Yang Hongying slept with my elder sister. Although it was really a big kang through the curtain.

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Chapter completed!
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