Chapter 191: Not a Blade of Grass Counts (Reality)
But Gu Shaolan couldn't say it, it made her panic, and her face turned red.
Xi Hanyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked coldly at the finger stretched out in front of him, looking like a smile.
What a déjà vu this encounter, it didn't happen yesterday.
It's just that the scene changes from the dining room to the living room.
Gu Shaolan trembled, felt that her fingers began to ache faintly again, and immediately put her hand down, not daring to point at her again.
It's good, it looks like yesterday's lesson wasn't in vain.
At least know that it is very rude to point a finger at someone.
Xi Hanyan hugged the book in a good mood, looking at Gu Shaolan's eyes quite playfully.
Obviously, her eyebrows and eyes were still a little cold, but what she said was very aggrieved: "I...... I know. ”
As if hurt by her mother's words, the girl's straight back collapsed violently, and she turned around in embarrassment and walked upstairs in despair.
Passing by the nanny, the elderly aunt was full of distress, looking at her and stopping.
Seeing the girl's figure disappear at the top of the stairs, the nanny sighed and withdrew her gaze.
It is said that there is a mother's child, like a treasure.
But the second lady is not even a piece of grass.
It's so pathetic.
Xi Hanyan walked around the corner, the emotions on his face were closed, and he was still a little disappointed.
After entering the room and locking the door, Xi Hanyan went to take a shower first, and when he came out, he was blowing his hair, and the mobile phone screen flashed happily.
It was Wu Ying and them who sent messages in the group, and Xi Hanyan was set up to not disturb, but they sent messages to Aite her.
Yingying: I'm at home today, guess what I heard my dad say to my mom? @娇娇@Y
Yu Jiaojiao: What did you say? How mysterious are you?
Yingying: Ahem, ahem, I think maybe, you won't really want to know.
Yu Jiaojiao: You're all about me, I don't want to know and want to know.
Yu Jiaojiao: Yingying, let me tell you, half of the talk, but if you want to be beaten, hurry up.
Yingying: You actually want to beat me. [scared.jpg]
Yu Jiaojiao: [Raising my forty-meter-long knife.jpg]
Yingying: [shuddering.jpg]
Yu Jiaojiao: [Threatened .jpg] Say it quickly, the sky is thundering!
Yingying: I'll talk about it when my sister comes, don't worry.
Yu Jiaojiao: Is my sister here, come out and take two steps. @Y
Xi Hanyan: "......"
I always feel that after getting acquainted, everyone's style is too sand sculpture, which is seriously inconsistent with the first impression!
Did you think everyone was familiar with it, so you decided not to pretend anymore?
Y: I'm here, I've just been taking a shower, what happened Sister Ying.
Yingying: My sister posted a selfie? Kangkang beauty out of the bath?
Xi Hanyan: "......"
Wu Ying is not only a sand sculpture, but also seems to have a little color.
What does a girl want her selfie to do?
Besides, she really doesn't have such a thing as a selfie.
As soon as the two ellipses were typed in the dialog box, Yu Jiaojiao sent two small emoji words.
A miniature kitchen knife, with blood dripping from it, full of threats.
Yu Jiaojiao: [Kitchen knife] [kitchen knife] Wu Ying! Say it!
Yu Jiaojiao was itchy by her desire for knowledge, and she was very uncomfortable scratching her heart and liver, this little girl didn't say anything, she was really a grinding little goblin.
Yingying: Hey, don't be impulsive, I said.
Yingying: It's Yuanxi, I don't know who I provoked, I was beaten and fainted at the banquet, or I found it when the maid was cleaning the toilet and getting tools, and I carried it out in the middle of the night and sent to the hospital.
Yingying: I heard my dad say that Yuanxi was very seriously injured, and he broke two ribs, and it seems that he is still ...... Can't do that yet......
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