Chapter 1220 (1/2)

Then, the feet stay by the bed.

With slippers, it looks like home.

Just looking at these feet, I can't imagine a workaholic in front of me.

Tong Tong saw it clearly, but when he didn't see it, he kept his original posture still, with the back of his head in the sky and his eyes fixed on the floor.

He thought she had gone to bed, though at this time, she must not have fallen asleep

The feet stay in front of her for a few seconds, see her still, put the cell phone on the bedside table.

Then Qu Yihong turns around and goes to the dressing room.

Later, footsteps lead to the bathroom.

"Hello -" Tong Tong Tong couldn't help it. He got up with a wheezing voice. "It's my own place. You're not allowed here..."

The bathroom door was closed tightly, blocking her voice from the door.

"Cut!" The child pupil teeth bite ground to lie back to the original posture, depressed not to be able to.

After thinking about it, she snorted, "forget it."

Seeing that he simply dismissed Fang Zixin, she gave him a chance to wash in the master bedroom.

Tong Tong thought and thought, sighing silently.

If you don't want your mother-in-law to see the problem, she should always give Qu Yihong a chance to wash in the master bedroom.

After all, old playwright like Mrs. Qu can't cheat her mother-in-law's sharp eyes.

Only in this way, she suffered

The children's pupils are in a state of confusion. The bedside table sends a message tone.

Once listening to the music, Tong Tong knows it's wechat information.

After thinking about it, Tong Tong kept the posture of "lying on the stomach" and covered his ears with his hands.

She wants to harden her heart and keep enough distance from him. Under the premise that she is still so sad, she must not show weakness to him

It's a pity that the message tone is faster than the call tone.

After holding on for two minutes, Tong Tong finally gave up. She grabbed her cell phone and opened it.

Little Susu's sweetheart?

Child pupil immediately beat chicken blood like, a carp beat up, instant sitting up.

It's the first time that Tingting hasn't sent wechat to her and Qu Yihong since she was taken away by Qu Dawang.

This little girl is still that acute child, a message on a string of can't stop.

There are at least ten or twenty pieces of information that have been sent.

Aiming at the closed bathroom, the sound of the water is in bursts, and the voice of the mobile phone is turned down by the pupil of the child, which opens Tingting's voice message --

"little Susu, I can finally talk to you!"

"I secretly took my numb cell phone and was talking to you, so you should answer me quickly."

"Little Susu, I Baba said that I have grown taller these days."

"But I'm so depressed. I can't use my own cell phone, and I won't recharge my Baba hemp, and I won't call their cell phone."

"Little Susu, I'm so hot in this place now. There are so many big trees, but the food is not delicious. When can I come back to eat the rice made by Lao Wang?"

……

The child pupil listened at one breath, already full of tears.

Tingting is still that high spirited Tingting. It hasn't changed at all.

It's just their adults who have changed.