Chapter 897 (2/2)

”Brother Liancheng, this is the rhythm of the little male god of blood * * blade mixed blood ~~~~~~~~~”

Nuo xiaonuo Bai takes a look and puts a pig's hoof into Cheng Xiaocheng's mouth,

”Of course, I have to kneel down to admit my mistake and sing for Xiao Yixin first!”

……

Take on the small ones,

”Cough... Wuwu...”

This should be the consistent style of their evil father_ It's not the style of xiaoliancheng at all!

second floor.

Xiaoliancheng back to the room, straight to the desk, from the drawer out of the personal mobile phone.

Xiaoliancheng pressed a series of numbers directly.

Looking at the automatic conversion of phone number notes, ”my heart”, that cold thin mouth slightly invisible Yang for a while.

This was changed by Yi Xin when he played with his mobile phone. Before, his remark was ”Yi Xin”.

……

”Du -- Du --”

There was a long beep on the phone. No one listened to it for a long time.

Xiaoliancheng was slightly stunned, and then remembered that because Italy and China have seven hour time difference, city a should be more than three in the morning.

Yixin is sleeping now.

Xiao Liancheng was about to hang up, but when he was about to hang up, the phone was connected.

”Brother Liancheng...” at the other end of the phone, Xiao Yi's confused voice came.

Xiaoliancheng pauses again.

Then, the frowning eyebrows suddenly spread out, and the cold voice of pretending to be old and heavy became gentle, even with a light coax in the tone,

”Yixin, I'm sorry to disturb you to sleep. Go back to sleep. Good night

……

Xiaoyixin rubbed her eyes vaguely, thinking that she was dreaming. As usual, she called her future husband to report the latest situation,

”Brother Liancheng, um... Last week, our class transferred to a new classmate who came back from the United States. He is very handsome!

The teacher arranged for him to sit at the same table with me, and we became good friends.

I'm going to his home for a birthday party this Sunday. Brother Liancheng, what do you think I'm going to prepare for my birthday

At last, a gentle little face of xiaoliancheng became black bit by bit, just like throwing it into a pile of briquettes.

Xiaoliancheng grits her teeth, Nuo xiaonuo xiaohuanghuang. What they say is true. Someone dares to covet the child daughter-in-law he raised from childhood to now!

……

”Brother Liancheng On the phone, Xiao Yixin's tender voice was shouting vaguely.

Ji Liancheng pulled the corner of his mouth coldly,

”Yixin, you don't need to give him any gifts. Go to bed quickly. I'll go back to a city tomorrow.”

”Really?” The tone of the incoherent voice on the phone was higher.

Xiao Liancheng's cold lips slightly raised and nodded,

”Really.”

”Well Xiaoyixin's eyes closed, smiling more beautiful than the crescent moon outside the window, muttered, ”brother Liancheng... Good night, brother.”

”Good night.”

After hanging up the phone, xiaoliancheng walked out of the room again. At the end of the side corridor of the hall, everyone in the restaurant continued to eat dinner.

Xiaoliancheng goes straight to Ji Tianming,

”Daddy, the Queen's aunt said we would take three days off. I'll go back to city a tomorrow.”

……

Ji Tianming's sword eyebrows are light.

Good boy, I didn't even discuss with him. I directly used a declarative tone, which means ”if you don't agree, you have to agree. Anyway, I'm going to go!”!

Ji Tianming put his fist on xiaoliancheng's head,

”My son has courage! Yes