Chapter 501 (2/2)

The little boy stood up and assured, ”of course you can!”

Su Ye sees his attitude is so sincere that he waves. The little guy immediately abandons Xiaoyan and runs towards him.

The daughter's pillow in his arms, the old father's mood is not beautiful, he said: ”OK.”

Su Ye pointed to the door lazily, ”go out, I want to sleep.”

If Song Nan was granted amnesty, he would run out and scream at the same time, as if he had seen a ghost.

”Ah, ah, ah.”

Su Ye jumps his eyelids and throws the door back.

Finally.

The world is quiet.

Finally, I can get a good sleep.

……

I don't know who is responsible for the incident. The incident that they organized a group to ward off evil spirits at night was spread out.

Because the title and content are too wonderful, leading to micro blog eye is a group of people ridicule and merciless ridicule.

[reward for human disorientation behavior]

[does this posture need a fragrance? Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Why is Su ye in the hotel? Haven't they played in HL recently? 】

[I'm laughing to death. I'm engaged in feudal superstition. What's the origin of this child? Knocking on the door in the middle of the night and making a hot search. I don't believe that it's not estimated. I'm prepared to squat on them[ha ha ha ha ha ha, a large-scale feudal superstition scene was reported]

some people made trouble to Ye Sang's microblog, and one by one, they asked the children whether they were OK there?

Mu Chen is in charge of micro blog, and when he sees the content of greetings, he has a burst of toothache.

But her daughter's microblog, since she has opened it, can't ignore it. She simply edited a message and sent it in the voice of a little girl.

Mu Chen V: Thank you for your concern. It's OK. It's all right. He didn't realize his wrong number until he sent it out.

Mu Chen breath slightly stopped, the eye is quick to delete.

But no matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as the screenshots of netizens.

For a moment, a group of people under the microblog came to ask him.

【？？？ 】

[mmda? 】

[brother, is something wrong with you? What disease can be treated? The doctor said there was no hope of recovery? 】

[hope people are OK]

[only I noticed, is mu chenaite's Sangsang microblog? So let's guess, is Sangsang Weibo managed by Mu Chen? kiss you Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Mu Ge, Mo Da, love you ~? kiss you It's killing me to laugh, ha ha ha ha.

Mu Chen pressed the mobile phone out and couldn't read it anymore.

The message below the microblog is a series of Moda.

He almost didn't know these three words.

Isn't that what a little girl says?

If you have nothing to do, you can be cute.

He saw that those people on the Internet did not agree with each other. There was nothing wrong with them.

Although it's embarrassing to have the wrong number, it's good that Mu Chen's psychological quality is good. He never changed his face and went back to yesang's microblog and simply reported peace with his fans.

And then it's no longer about the ups and downs on Weibo.

When she got home, it was already dark, and Ye Si came out to wait ahead of time. She leaned idly beside her and glanced outside. After the people in the car came out, she waved to Ye sang and said in a soft voice, ”mulberry.”

”Come here.”