[334 whose child]

If An Yi is willing to ask about Ah Fan, it means she is willing to go back with him.

Ye Ran's eyes were stained with surprise, and her tone couldn't help jumping up, "Although Ah Fan is old, he is still sensible and cute. He often sits on the sofa and looks at the photo of you that I put on the coffee table, and he must be looking forward to seeing you. "

An Yi was silent and said nothing.

She was still thinking, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the main artery, and her mind suddenly began to faint...

She immediately bit her lip to force herself to wake up, but Ye Ran stopped him, he bent down from above, his sparkling glass eyes were very close to her.

"You sleep for a while, we'll be home." His voice was obviously very close, but it seemed to come from a distant horizon, "However, I still have one small thing to do on this island..."

Drowning in consciousness, An Yi couldn't hear his next words clearly, her eyelashes trembled twice, and finally crawled and closed into a scissors fan, falling into a deep sleep.

Ye Ran tidied up her clothes, picked up the access verification device on An Yi, and kissed her on the forehead, her voice was as soft as jade, "Come back soon, baby, wait for me obediently."

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What a wonderful meal this lunch was.

From the living room to the kitchen, the man looked more and more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that Zhizhi had been biting his chopsticks and staring at him, Nangong Jue raised his eyelids and said coldly, "I'm so pretty and delicious that you can't swallow it?"

Zhizhi almost bit her tongue, and replied leisurely: "Young master, you are simply a perverted fighter, a narcissistic VIP!"

"Say it straight with envy," the eldest young master continued to be narcissistic, "Don't beat around the bush."

"I envy you P!" Ms. Song was angry, "If a person is shameless, he is invincible."

"Miss Song, try swearing again?" The eldest young master said with a threatening face, "You have said it many times and you have no intention of correcting it. It seems that you need some methods for you to remember."

Zhizhi said harshly, "My old lady's words are dirty, but people are not dirty, and she has a beautiful heart. Why, don't you accept it?"

"Beautiful?" Scanning her for a week, "Where?"

Miss Song fell!

He has seen and touched it, and now he dares to question it?

"The president wants to quarrel, right?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

The two of you were fighting each other with each other. After eating a bowl of rice, Xiao Shitou stood up, patted his chubby belly, smiled at his father and mother, and sighed to persuade him based on the principle of harmony and importance. , "Daddy, Mommy, stop arguing."

Nangong Jue and Song Xiaozhi heard Xiaoshitou's crisp childish voice, looked at each other, and remained silent at the same time.

Family quarrels are invisible domestic violence against children. Both of them understand it, so they are silent...

"Daddy, Mommy, you can do it, try not to make noise, there are two guns on the table, there are bullets in the room, let's shoot them", Xiao Shitou waved his hands and said, "Put on the silencer, I want to take a nap, don't quarrel with me."

Both father and mother are angry!

Whose family child is persuading to fight but not to make peace.

Zhizhi encircled Nangongjue's arm in a fit of anger, leaned against his chest and smiled proudly at Shi Shi, "Sorry, I don't know how to fight or make noise, and I will disappoint you."

Xiao Shitou rolled her eyes at her and waved his hand, "I'm bored, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

This pair of parents is quite special, and they need to use alternative methods to persuade them. In any case, success is good.

Nangongjue shook his head slightly as he watched the stone bouncing up the stairs.

This child's personality is 70.00% like him, and the little devil's personality is 30.00% like Miss Song.

Mind, of course 100% like him.

Zhizhi wrinkled her nose and got angry at the back of the stone, "This child is not like me, not at all like me, he is just the man who inherited the dark psychology..."

The young master was speechless to this woman who was still ignorant, raised his hand and hit her on the head with a chestnut, angrily said: "Finish your meal, don't leave anything behind!"

"Depend on!"

Zhizhi roared angrily, "Spanking the butt and the head again, I can't live through this day."

Nangong Jue stopped, his eyes locked him like a deep pool, and he smiled, "Miss Song wants to live with me?"

Zhizhi frowned and looked at him, wondering why he was so mad!

Seeing that she didn't understand, the Eldest Young Master said in an easy-to-understand way, "Miss Song is proposing to me?"

Ka!

The chopsticks are broken.

Zhizhi looked at his hands and smiled, "Shitou is right. It's better to use your words than to use your hands. The solution is faster. I haven't killed anyone for a long time. It's just time to practice my hands."

Nangong Jue sat down, still looking at her with slightly ambiguous eyes, full of affection.

Zhizhi, who was covered in goosebumps, had a flowery smile on his lips, and asked softly, "Nangongjue, what method do you think I can use to kill you as soon as possible, huh?"

Nangong had no expression on his face, and his tone was very calm, "Seduce me, I'm exhausted.

You!

What this guy originally pursued was exhaustion and death!

Damn, she felt so ashamed for him!

Song Xiaozhi couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching wildly...

A dead child, plus a dead man, just toss her to death!

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"Madam be careful."

Shen Tuo helped Meng Yao walk to the plane parked not far ahead, paused for a moment, and said, "Madam really don't plan to look back?"

Meng Yao's right hand was in a bandage, and his exquisite face wearing sunglasses was still graceful and luxurious, and he couldn't see joy or anger, sorrow or joy, "Shen Tuo, I'm blind, what do you want me to see?"

Shen Tuo lowered his head to look at Mengyao, he was weakened, injured, and now his right arm is useless, he sighed and whispered, "I'm sorry madam, I didn't come to take care of madam in time."

"I didn't want you to come, so why are you guilty?"

She shook her head, supported Shen Tuo's arm, boarded the plane, and sat at the back of the plane, pursing her lips quietly without moving.

Shen Tuo got on the plane, opened the door, walked to the back of Meng Yao and took a seat.

Meng Yao raised his hand to smooth the hair falling from the side of the ear, nodded slightly, and suddenly grinned a very shallow smile out of the window, a proud, elegant smile that instantly attracted all eyes.

This smile was as beautiful as when we first met him back then.

When she saw him for the first time, she didn't have a deep impression, she just remembered that he had a good face and was a capable man.

That night, she went looking for him with a weapon, and asked him why he innocently condoned the rumors for three years?

He said, because of you, I can smile all over the city.

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I didn’t get home until three o’clock in the morning, and I didn’t sleep until I wrote this chapter. I’m too tired. I’ll get up very late tomorrow. Today is tentatively scheduled to be the third shift, and the fourth shift will resume tomorrow. The next shift should be around [-]:[-] p.m.^_ ^

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