Chapter 229: Those who are messy will be cut off when they should be cut off

After three or four stops of the subway, the person on the other side did not respond.

Xu Chaoci was angry in his heart, since the topic was provoked, he simply said it at one time.

Then he changed his voice to a voice, deliberately slowing down his speech and saying word by word: "I, to, do, you, man, people!" ”

"Hear me well enough now, right?"

How long are you going to play stupid? Are you blind?

Xu Chaoci's eyes seemed to be sparkling, he stared at the mobile phone screen without blinking, and subconsciously clenched his teeth. Don't look at his fierce appearance, in fact, he has no bottom in his heart, and even a little cowardly.

He was already thinking about what if Ye Miaomiao rejected him directly...... , so is he stalking, or will he immediately buy a ticket and fly to Jiangcheng, and perform in front of him to cry, make trouble, and hang himself?

The mobile phone in the palm of his hand vibrated a few times in a row, Xu Chaoci took a deep breath, and then squinted at it-

[I'm rubbing, brother, what time did you drink too much? Listen to my sister's advice, don't toss blindly because you're young, your body is the capital of the revolution, be good. 】

Followed by a string of sand sculpture emojis.

Xu Chaoci: ............

Okay, Ye Miaomiao, pretending to be stupid for Lao Tzu to change the topic.

He was so angry that he was going to die, but even if he died here now, she shouldn't shed a single tear for him.

That's the most heart-wrenching.

Xu Chaoci resisted the urge to scold, quit WeChat without saying a word, and stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket.

But what can be done?

Whoever moves the heart first will be fucking cheap!

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Hearing the doorbell ringing, Qin Yanjun hurriedly went over to open the door, Qin Sheng looked behind him nervously, lowered his voice and asked, "Where is my mother?" ”

Qin Yanjun leaned sideways to let her in, and also whispered: "Sit on the sofa and apply a mask." ”

"Shh She blinked, her index finger resting on her lips.

Qin Yanjun smiled and patted her little head to see her change her slippers: "What did you eat for dinner?" ”

"Spin the little hot pot."

"I'm back!"

Ai Zihan suddenly spoke, Qin Sheng subconsciously straightened his body, and walked to the sofa in small steps: "Mom, it's best not to talk when applying the mask, so that it can be better absorbed." ”

Ai Zihan: "......"

Qin Sheng said with a smile: "Then you apply it slowly, and I'll take a shower." ”

Leaving this sentence, the man ran into the room.

“…… This kid is really," Ai Zihan lifted the mask with his fingers and muttered quietly, "Am I so scary?" ”

Qin Yanjun accidentally heard it, and his expression was a little strange.

Qin Sheng knew that when she finished taking a shower, her mother would ask her what she was doing when she went out today? Who did you meet?

You can't hide.

"Come, come and sit with Mom." Ai Zihan had already finished applying the mask and washed her face, turned her head and waved at Qin Sheng, who walked next to her and sat down in her pajamas.

The mother and daughter chatted casually, Qin Sheng didn't dare to really relax, and remained vigilant at all times.

Over there, Qin Yanjun entered the bathroom, Ai Zihan's eyes flickered, and he took the initiative to shake his daughter's hand, and asked meaningfully: "Do you remember what I told you that day?" ”

She was referring to the day of registration.

As if guessing her next words, Qin Sheng's face suddenly froze, but he didn't dare to answer easily: "...... Well. ”

"Just remember! Mom doesn't have to stop you from making friends normally, but those who are messy should be cut off, otherwise...... It's not good for everyone. ”

Qin Sheng bit his lip and didn't say a word.

Ai Zihan let go of her hand, stood up, and glanced at her before leaving: "Everything Mom did was for your good, and you will understand later!" ”

Qin Sheng clenched his fingers hard, and it took several seconds for a voice to come out of his throat: "I know ......"

Ai Zihan sighed almost inaudibly, walked straight to the bathroom, took out the trousers that Qin Yanjun had just thrown in from the dirty laundry basket, and felt his right hand into the trouser pocket......