Chapter 582 (1/2)
”Deep, don't talk to your third brother like that!” Author's recommendation: love is the skin of life
Xia Yunchu reprimanded his son with a warm voice. He didn't want Yan Laosan to be so embarrassed.
”Like father, like son, little stubborn!”
Finally, Yan Laosan found a step for himself. He wanted to touch the little guy's head, but the little guy didn't give face and opened his hand.
”Deep... Deep!”
At this time, the little guy suddenly heard the thick and high pitched cry of his father Li yanye outside.
The little guy listened. ”My father is calling me!”
No matter the tone of Yan Laosan's order just now, the little guy immediately ran outside the door like a pony.
Xia Yunchu didn't say a word. He followed his son Xia Shen directly. The two mother and son ran out of the villa together.
Sure enough, I saw Li yanye waiting there.
The man stood tall and straight, and the blood stain on his face was gone, but all his clothes were bloodstained, including Hetun's and his own.
However, even if it is such a muddy father's fierce night, the little guy seems to be shining!
”Bastard father, why did you come to pick us up so long! Mommy and I are so anxious!”
The little guy ran up step by step, jumped into his father's arms, and the two father and son kissed each other intimately.
Xia Yunchu stood quietly beside them and looked at the intimacy of a big man and a small man in front of them. He was relieved when he hung and hurt his heart for so many days.
”Sorry... Yunchu, you and your children are worried.”
Li yanye stretched out his long arm, hugged the woman between the two father and son, deeply smelled the fragrance of the woman, and kissed her cheek closely.
”Oh, don't kiss my mommy! The saliva is so smelly!”
The little guy stretched out his little hand and patted his father, Li yanye, who arched around Xia Yunchu's neck.
A family of three became intimate for a while. Li yanye suddenly remembered the basement gift Fu'an said.
After putting his wife and children on the SUV, fearing that Ouyang Xinglang, who was still locked in the basement of the haunted house, waited for a long time, Li yanye called Mochen with Xia Yunchu's mobile phone.
”Sister in law...”
”Dust, it's me, Li yanye.”
”Second brother... You... You're back? Are you all right? Fuan bastard is nothing to you?”
The ink dust on the other end of the mobile phone is like joy, which can be felt almost through the phone.
”I'm fine. Now you go to the North City Wangshan immediately. There is a seemingly abandoned building of the Republic of China on the hillside of the winding mountain...”
”Fu'an's haunted house? What's the matter?”
”How do you know?”