Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 211 Is He So Despised?

Xiao Chong laughed enough, stopped holding his aching stomach, and interrupted Su Lihui before he said something surprising again: "Xiao Ai just thinks that there is no network in the countryside, so I asked Yun Qingrang to bring a mobile network card to play games. I don’t have time during the day, what’s wrong with playing games with Yun Qingrang at night?”

Su Lihui "..."

Only now did he realize that he was nakedly caught in a trap.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chong closed his eyes, bright big eyes like Xiao Ai, opened wide, pretending to be innocent and asked: "So, I want to ask, Dad, what kind of harm is this full of?"

Xiao Ai also turned her head to look at Su Lihui's face, waiting for him to clarify.

Su Lihui's heart, just like his current mood, "collapsed", shattered to pieces, how would he answer this sentence.

After being stunned for a while, the four eyes were still staring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to poke a few holes in his face before giving up. Su Lihui's brain was running at high speed, and he finally moved his lips.

"This... the damage lies in..." Su Lihui frowned and shook his head, as if the damage was really serious. Seeing Xiao Ai and Xiao Chong stretched their heads forward at the same time, Su Lihui's lips parted slightly again.

Xiao Ai stretched her neck because she was really curious, while Xiao Chong stretched her neck because she wanted to hear how capable Su Lihui was.

Sure enough, the answer did not disappoint Xiao Chong, just as Su Lihui finished speaking, Xiao Ai and Xiao Chong looked at each other at the same time.

"Experience for yourself!" Xiao Chong dropped a word casually, then shrugged and left.

Xiao Ai also shrugged like Xiao Chong, and gave you a hopeless look in an instant, then walked into the room that Yun Qingrang was tidying up.

Su Lihui "..."

Is he despised like this?

What he said is correct!Does playing games at night hurt your eyes?Excuse me, isn't playing games at night very harmful to your eyes? !

With a sound of "bang", when Su Lihui was still lamenting to himself, someone hit the back of his head forcefully with something. Su Lihui suddenly woke up. When he lowered his head, a white pillow quietly fell to the ground. Wang Ning walked over from the other side of the room angrily: " Why are you in a daze? Don’t think that you can be lazy and not clean up if you stay here, hurry up and clean up.”

Su Lihui "..."

In an instant, Lin Daiyu, who was weak in heart, came up again, and Su Lihui pretended to cry twice. Now not only his mind, but also his body was severely hurt.

After dinner in the evening, Xiao Chong accompanied her grandma to watch TV in her room, and was trying to adapt to the Chinese-speaking TV.

Xiao Ai, on the other hand, followed Yun Qingrang to the bedroom with little interest. There is no convenience in the city here, and she wouldn't be able to see countless streets, alleys, and commercial buildings within a few minutes of walking.

So all day long, Xiao Ai has nothing to do except play in the snow outside in the courtyard.

"I want to play games." Xiao Ai took out her computer from the back, asked Yun Qing to connect her to the network card, and sat on the bed to play games.

Xiao Ai has become a bit addicted to games recently, and every time she finishes her homework under Yun Qingrang's supervision, she starts to turn on the computer to play games.

The "Jihad Alliance" that Yun Qingrang talked about last time has been launched and launched on the market. There were countless downloads and praises from countless people that day. Even Xiao Ai only played Yun Qingrang's game.

She clicked on it and found that Yun Qingrang had improved everything she said, so Xiao Ai often took great pleasure in reporting those who had poor internet and those who hung up.

Yun Qingrang put the notebook on the desk, looked sideways at Xiao Ai sitting in the warm bed, and muttered excitedly: "Hit, hit, hit, kill you." He couldn't help but smile, and turned his head to continue processing the documents.

"Squeak." The doorknob was slightly twisted.

(End of this chapter)