บท 1288: Wei Xiaobao's Acting, the Slave Killer's Ultimate Sabotage

Su Xiaoxiao had just come over from Elder Qiu's side when she saw the scene of the two of them scamming.

Ling Yun's acting skills were average. He was just lying on the ground pretending to faint.

But what was wrong with this guy?

Why did the small hand curled in front of herchest remind Su Xiaoxiao of Wuhu's bird claws?

Ling Yun had fainted like an immortal, but her fat daughter had fainted like a bird—

Wuhu, I asked you to take care of the children, but I didn't ask you to teach them!!!

Who could understand Su Xiaoxiao's explosive mood at this moment? If it weren't for Xiahou Qing standing in front of her, she would have already gone over and picked up her fat daughter!

"Ling'er! What's wrong! What's wrong with you?"

Xiahou Qing squatted down and hugged Ling Yun worriedly.

This was the first time he had held his son with Yun Xi.

He had already grown up.

He had really missed too much…