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However, no matter how it is not worth it, it is also the kid's mother. After all the kids have said so, Su Tang has to believe it and put his eyes on ye ziyao.

Ye ziyao didn't believe Xiaogui's words, so he stepped forward: "in fact, my suggestion is that you can go back later until we have dealt with everything."

The kid shook his head: "uncle, I still miss my mother. I'm going back. I wish you happiness, sister

Uncle? Sister!

Why does he have to be a generation behind Sutang? Clearly they are husband and wife, the kind with certificate!

"Well, my sister will take you back." Good boy! Sucang picked up the kid.

The little ghost waved to Ye Mu and Li Er: "goodbye."

The child's mood comes very quickly, it is difficult to control, the kid's eyes are red.

Li Er called out: "wait! Mommy, wait for lil. " With that, Li Er ran away, leaving a group of confused people.

Su sugar and ye ziyao looked at each other, and ye ziyao said faintly, "no hurry, wait a minute."

"Here, here!" Li Er handed the things in his hand to the little ghost. This is a very lovely doll. "Puppet baby, also want to have friends, this is for you! This is my favorite doll from Mommy

The little ghost looked at the thing in glass's hand and took it over.

Su Tang looks at the scene in front of her, and is moved. She doesn't like kids so much, but she is willing to give them presents.

But, lil, you little liar, this doll is obviously one of the ten that she sent to lil before. Yesterday, she liked pink pig, and the day before yesterday was yellow little dog. How did you become a kitten today?

My God, sucang realized that her baby daughter was a pig hoof!

Li'er feels Su Tang's eyes and smiles, which is very sweet. Obviously, she is sincere, but a little bit fond of the new and tired of the old.

"Let's go." Ye ziyao had nothing else to do, he said.

Su sugar leads the kid and leaves ziyao side by side out of the room.

When Su Tang and ye ziyao arrive at Xiaogui's home, there is no one at home.

Ye ziyao nodded and asked the ghost, "where will your mother be?"

The kid shook his head: "uncle, and sister, you go back, I can find my mother."

Every time he heard his uncle and sister's address, Su Tang couldn't help laughing because he could see ye ziyao's black face.

Su sugar squatted down and looked down at the kid: "no, my sister is not at ease. You tell my sister where your mother is, and my sister will take you to look for it."

Ye ziyao also means that.

The little ghost had to quietly take ye ziyao and Su Tang to a room on the second floor.

Far away, you can hear the noise, mixed with vulgar words, close to also can smell the strong smell of smoke.

Obviously, here is the legendary mahjong room.

Ye ziyao whispered to Su Tang: "you and the kid are standing outside. I'll go in and have a look."

Su Tang, who grew up as a good girl, rejected this kind of place and nodded: "you should be easy. The people here don't care who you are."

"Well."

Ye ziyao pushed open the door, and the noise became louder. Everyone was shouting. There were men, women, old and young in it. The smoke was so thick that ye ziyao could not help frowning.

Suddenly, a man ran into ye ziyao.

The man took a look at ye ziyao's expensive suit, leather shoes and tie. He didn't come from this area.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? " The man looked at ye ziyao warily. Strangers are the most afraid of such places, and the most popular are the local tyrants who are stupid and rich in money. Unfortunately, ye ziyao has occupied both of them, which makes people hesitant.

Ye ziyao backed back a little without a trace: "I'm looking for someone, Ma Huamei."

"Who?" Cried the man, at the top of his voice.

"Ma Huamei!"

"Ma Huamei! What are you doing so loud? " Discontented rubbing his ears, the man said enthusiastically, "in that machine there, you go by yourself."

With that, the man got into the crowd.

Ye ziyao sank his eyes and went to a mahjong machine according to the man's unclear instructions.

The closer he approached, the more unbearable ye ziyao was.

It broke through the limit of Ye ziyao's imagination. I didn't expect that this small house could hold three mahjong players, a big table and dozens of people!

"Ma Huamei! You go out with me. " Ye ziyao patted a woman with reddish brown curly hair on the back.

Ma Huamei, also known as Xiaogui's mother, frowned at ye ziyao and swore a few words. Then she told her card friends a few times, and then went out with ye ziyao.

"Who is this man? How to look at us with this kind of eyes? It's not Ma Huamei's lover. "

"If I'm Ma Huamei, I'll find a lover. You don't look at old Du's virtue. Ma Huamei told me that she has been widowed"True, false?"

"Of course, it's true. Lao Du has been there for a long time. Where can I see Ma Huamei, a yellow faced woman?"

Ma Huamei, who had already left, didn't know about the conversation among the card friends. Now she looked at the kid with disgust on her face.

Ah, Ma Huamei had expected that, according to the kid's temperament, the young rich couple would not take care of them for a long time.

It's useless, just like his father!

"All right, just give him to me. Let's go." She has to go back to play mahjong!

Su sugar can't see, holding the kid's hand: "how do you become a mother?"

"Oh, rich lady, I can't be a mother! Come and be the mother of the little devil With that, Ma Huamei was about to go back to the house.

Sucang also wanted to say something, but the kid pulled sucang's hand, sucang looked down at the kid.

Forget it, let go of this unqualified mother!

"Sister, you bow your head, I have something to say to you." The kid's eyes are very bright under the heavy bangs.

After saying a word in sucang's ear, the kid took his own things and went into the room where the smoke was not like the human world.

But Su Tang stares at the back of the kid, full of heartache.

"What's the matter?" Ye ziyao held out his hand to sucang.

Su Tang looked up at ye ziyao, his eyes slightly red: "ye ziyao, if you don't like me in the future, you must tell me!"

What?

No matter how steady and well-informed ye ziyao was, ye ziyao could not tell what Su Tang was for.

"You don't believe me?"

A rhetorical question, let sucang immediately stand up, and then dance to explain: "no, I just made a hypothesis."

"This assumption will never hold up!" Ye ziyao took sucang's dancing hand and slowly beat it to his side. He put his hand around his waist.

Then, in this turbid air, in this corridor, ye ziyao and sucang kiss each other.

"Feel it, my heart?" Ye ziyao has always been believed to practice and carry out to the end.

Su sugar's face is slightly red. This is the rhythm of dismantling her into the belly!