chapter 122 Dad is good.

Lamar Alcott couldn't help but touch his face and looked down at the wound on his wrist.

He smiled.

Why bother saying it?

But Zhang Xiaoshuang smiled and said, "Nala, your brother-in-law didn't fight with anyone! Look at his injuries. There are three wounds on his face, as if he was scratched by a thorn, but the wrist is just a scratch. Oh..."

As she spoke, she observed and discovered something, "There is still a small thorn in the wound under his ear, which...