Chapter 0582 Collective Wedding 8_1

This time, Lu Jiang understood what he meant.

He was saying that this was his mother's pillow and that he wasn't allowed to rest his head on it.

Besides this interpretation, there was no other.

"What's up with your mom's pillow? Your mother is mine too. Naturally, her pillow is mine as well. I will lie on your mother's pillow. What can you, Little Fatty, do about it?" Lu Jiang instantly became like a childish kid, turning his body to the side and facing Xibao. He laid his head on the pillow without moving an inch, with a look of 'what can you do to me' plastered on his face.

Feng Qingxue shook her head, opting not to meddle in the affairs between father and son. Previously, Lu Jiang had even called for Xibao to wait and see!

Xibao immediately became agitated, his face flushing red.

He tried to push Lu Jiang again and again but to no avail. Suddenly, he crawled back to where he was sitting earlier, angrily picked up the gun, and pointed it at Lu Jiang's head.