MTL - The city of Monkey King-Chapter 8 tomorrow!

Qin Feng’s eyes are full of killing intentions. At this moment, I really want to kill the fat man of Wang Dafu!

"Brother, what do we do? They say that they will come again in the morning."

At the beginning of the Qin Dynasty, the snow was full of tears, from the fall of a rich family to the present, and everywhere was oppressed.

"tomorrow."

Qin Feng took a deep breath and forced the anger to look at his mother: "Mom, you didn't have dinner with the first snow, let me cook."

I saw the mess in this room, and the scattered tableware, which was obviously disrupted when I was eating.

"Small wind, you don't want to be impulsive, you must remember what your mother said to you."

Song Yu looked at his son and was always worried about the chaos of Qin.

"Gentlemen revenge, ten years is not too late, you can rest assured that this sentence son always remembers, every night... will read it again." After Qin Feng first went to the room of Qin Qinchu snow, his wardrobe was there, put the black After the robes were changed, they went to the kitchen.

It is said that it is a kitchen. In fact, it is a place with a big palm. When it is connected with the toilet, it is separated by a thin wooden board.

In the living room, Lin Yuexi did not say a word, but began to silently help Qin Feng mother to clean up the messy furniture.

Qin Chuxue is from time to time will look at a few more eyes of Lin Yuexi, thinking about whether it is his future scorpion.

This is also human nature.

The stove was burning, Qin Feng looked at the boiling water in the pot, and the killing in the eyes became more and more intense!

Wang Dafu!

I dare to bully my mother's head, not killing you, I will not surname Qin!

After fifteen minutes.

The living room was almost cleaned up, and the smashed ones were thrown away. There were a total of a dozen square meters, and the rest was nothing. Fortunately, the table for dinner was still there.

Four bowls of noodles, four people.

Quietly eating, no sound.

"Little wind, this girl is?"

Song Wei looked at Lin Yuexi and asked.

"My classmates from high school are coming to Jiangzhou for a little urgent need to do something. I will spend a few days at our house and let her sleep in a house with the first snow."

"Okay~"

Qin Chuxue quickly put down the chopsticks and patted the little hand to promise.

"Girl, I am so embarrassed, hard work with Xiaoxue."

Song Wei looks like a woman of twenty-seven-eight-year-old, sitting with Lin Yuexi as a two-sister.

"Auntie is polite, I am giving you trouble."

Lin Yuexi also smiled.

After eating the face, the time is not early, and soon Qin Chuxue took Lin Yue into the small room, this little girl is a thought to want to dig out the relationship between Lin Yuexi and Qin Feng.

The fifteen or six-year-old girl is a good gossip.

A little bit of a good sofa, Qin Feng alone leaning on the sofa, the moonlight outside the window, watching his mother's room, she knows, her mother must have something to say, has not been mentioned at the dinner table.

Sure enough, five minutes later, Song Yu draped in a pajamas and opened the door.

"Little wind, there is something, my mother thought about it or decided to discuss it with you."

Song Yu walked over and there was some tangling in his eyes.

"Mom, don't worry, I will deal with things in the morning and tomorrow. If Wang Dafu doesn't come, even if he wants to come, I won't let him have good fruit to eat."

"Small wind, you forgot your mother's words? This time I can bear it."

"I can't stand it anymore."

Qin Feng squeezed his fists and his eyes were full of killings.

"Mom, you don't care, your son is not a reckless person. I should know what to do and what to do."

Song Wei originally wanted to persuade a few more words, but before he even said it, Qin Feng gave it back. He could only bow down and lament. After all, she has no way. If tomorrow, Wang Dafu really wants to force.

It is certainly impossible for her to marry the king, even if she is dead, but she does not want to see Qin Feng suffer. When she thinks about it, Song Hao’s eyes are red.

"Mom, you should have something else."

Qin Feng quickly got up and helped his mother to sit on the sofa. He saw Song’s eyes, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.

"Yes, there is something."

Song Hao quickly touched his eyes and wiped away the tears.

"Little wind, you go back to school in a few days, the tuition fee mother has already helped you make up."

When Qin Feng heard this, he suddenly saw it.

Yes, he should have been a junior at Jiangzhou University. The major is Meird International Management (Sino-British cooperation). It sounds like a professional, and the other professional tuition is 5,000. This major has a tuition fee of 120,000 a year, which is basically for the rich children.

Since the fall, Qin Feng has dropped out of school directly. The reason is very simple. The rice can't eat the money to pay the tuition.

"Mom where are you coming from?"

Qin Feng looked at Song Yu, and there was a questioning eye in his eyes.

Song Wei originally did not want to say, but he is very clear about his son's character. If things are not clear, they will never give up.

"Yes, she came this afternoon and gave her a card with one million."

Said Song Hao took the card out and placed it on the table.

"If the tuition fee mother has already paid, she will borrow her. The rest of you will keep it or return it to her. Mom will not interfere, you decide."

"Little wind, other things mother can listen to you, but you have to go to school."

"Mom is sleepy, and you have to rest early."

After finishing these, Song Yu stood up and walked into the room.

"Zhao Wei."

Qin Feng looked at the bank card on the table and read the name. He was about to get angry in his eyes.

One of the partners of the Qin Group, one of the murderers of his father, Zhao Zhihong’s daughter, is also her own girlfriend, and it is because of her, because she lied to herself, resulting in an unclear transfer of equity in that share. The documents were signed on the document, and the group of people can smoothly take away the group shares so smoothly!

"Pity?"

Qin Feng picked up the card and laughed. He knew his mother.

A proud woman, like a swan, never bows. If it is not for the future of her son, even if she is starving, she will not accept the money from her daughter.

He can imagine the indescribable mood of his mother's receipt of this card.

Taking a long breath, Qin Feng leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to remember what happened tonight.

Big product Tianxian **, ** Xuan Gong!

Now it seems that I have cultivated these two exercises, and the strength is far better than the existence of the same order on the earth. The former middle-aged rough man is an example, but when I find a time, Qin Feng still has to practice some spells. They are all relying on the sturdy body of Xuan Gong, and the repairs in the body have not been used yet.

Qin Feng also wants to try, the mystery of this spell!

"Nangong Yiren..."

I don't know why, Qin Feng suddenly thought of the woman before, the goddess of spirit, can speed up men's practice...

The living room was very quiet. Qin Feng closed his eyes and closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

There was a trace of white gas around him, this is the aura, little by little into the body of Qin Feng, began to help him improve!

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