Gong Qing's wooden stick was too fast, and it came for Gong Jue's back.
Despite this, the man who was immersed in kissing Gu Qiqi did not react at all.
However, Gu Qiqi was facing Gong Qing!
She watched as the wooden stick hit Gong Jue's back.
Her heart ached as if it was going to smash into her heart.
It was even more painful than hitting herself.
His brows furrowed slightly, and without thinking, he stretched out both hands to hit them.
"Hubby! No!" Songsong, who was taking care of Master Gong by the bed, was shocked to see this. It was not enough that her single brain celled man had hit his son. Was he going to hit the girl?
This was outrageous.
She ran over, but how could she be faster than Gong Qing's wooden stick?
The wooden stick was about to break Gu Qiqi's hand and land on Gong Jue's back…
Suddenly.
Crack.
Gu Qiqi's slender fingers pinched the two ends of the wooden stick.
