Joe was drunk and bent down to pick up his son, involving the scar on his back. The pain made his body stiff, but he soon pretended to be okay and kissed his son in his arms, "Dabao, are you good? Did you make his mother angry?"


    "No!" said Xiao yuanxiao, "Dad, good!"


    The little guy can speak a lot now, but he can''t speak longer sentences. He can only jump out a few words.


    Joe was amused by him and patted his little ass: "well, you''re right, dad is very good."


    After that, he felt guilty... He didn''t seem to be good at all.


    Oh.


    His little uncle was right. In the future, he can no longer be reckless and willful without fear.


    His life is not his own.


    He is his grandfather''s beloved grandson.


    It''s misheng''s husband and Xiao Yuanxiao''s father.


    If he has a short comings and goings, he will suffer more than himself. His grandfather, misheng and xiaoyuanxiao will be implicated by him.


    Moreover, his son will grow up gradually in the future. If he can''t set a good example, what can his son do?


    Thinking that his son might be like him in the future, he ran to Huanshan road to race in the middle of the night... He had a heart attack and felt that he was going to have a heart attack.


    He kissed Xiao Yuanxiao hard and swore in his heart that he would never do anything dangerous in the future!


    He played with Xiao Yuanxiao for a while and talked with misheng for a while. After making full psychological preparations in his heart, he handed the medicine bottle to misheng, "what... Xiaomi, you give me some medicine."


    "Take medicine?" misheng was startled and looked at him up and down nervously. "What''s the matter? Where are you hurt?"


    "It''s all right. It''s a little hurt," Qiao Zui handed xiaoyuanxiao to his bodyguard and asked the bodyguard to take care of xiaoyuanxiao. He led misheng''s hand into the room, "go back to the bedroom and say."


    Although he said he was slightly injured, misheng was still very nervous. He hurried back to the bedroom with him step by step, "let me see where he was injured? How could he be injured?"


    Joe lay drunk on the bed, tore off his clothes and exposed his back.


    "Ah!" exclaimed misheng, "was this, was this beaten?"


    Seeing the swollen scars, her distressed tears fell down, "drunk, what''s the matter? Who beat you? This, this, this is too bullying!"


    "It''s okay, it''s okay. It''s not being bullied, it''s being taught a lesson by his little uncle." Joe lay drunk on the bed and felt more embarrassed than when his little uncle took a belt.


    "Ah?" misheng was stunned: "I was taught a lesson by my little uncle? Why and why?"


    "Because... I went to the car..." for fear that misheng would hate Gu Junzhu, Qiao Zui took out his mobile phone and found misheng a section of his "heroic posture" in the car and handed it to misheng.


    After reading a paragraph, misheng was so scared that his face turned white, his legs became soft, his tears broke, and the beads rolled down like strings. His voice was trembling: "ah drunk, how can you do such a dangerous thing? What if you have something, what should my son and I do?"


    "I know, I know..." Joe turned over and hugged her, "The reason why I used to go racing is because I think I have good skills and can certainly ensure my own safety. But today, my little uncle has taught me that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall and take precautions. As long as there are dangerous things, I can''t do them. I also promised my little uncle that I won''t go racing again in the future. Don''t be afraid and don''t cry, okay?"


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