"Mr. Xiao still wants her to cooperate with the clarification, dare to clarify them like this?" The more Song Meng spoke, the more angry she became.

"Ordinary heart, normal heart." Yi Xiaoxiao looked calm and stroked her hair.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, aren't you angry?"

"I'm angry, I'm angry. However, regenerating gas will not solve the problem. Only by being calm can we find a way out of the predicament. Yi Xiaoxiao said calmly.

Xu is her words have made a difference, Xu is her calmness has infected her. Song Meng's emotions gradually calmed down, and she no longer jumped like thunder.

"How do we fight back? Otherwise, let's hire a trolls. ”

Now there is a one-sided form on the Internet, and only a few loyal fans are on Yi Xiaoxiao's side and are willing to believe that she is a person. But these people don't work on the Internet.

Yi Xiaoxiao shook her head, "There's no need." ”

Song Meng looked at her with begging pitiful eyes.

Yi Xiaoxiao was speechless, "You can find it." ”

Song Meng got the letter and went to contact him. Half an hour later, the whole face collapsed.

"The water army I can contact is all packed. One family can't do the business of two families, they all took over the other family's business and rejected our side. Speaking of this, Song Meng became angry again, "Sister, who are you saying is so ruthless, hiring so many sailors to hack us together." ”

Xiaoxiao saw that she was a little anxious, patted her on the shoulder, and said with relief: "It's okay, it will be solved." ”

The nanny car slowly drove into the famous villa area of H City, this is Song Meng's latest residence, and it is also thanks to Song Meng that she found it in time, they moved in time, otherwise this time the incident came out, and the previous residence could not resist the tracking of the paparazzi.

As soon as I got home, I saw the little milk bag sitting on the sofa and looking at the direction of the door. As soon as Yi Xiaoxiao's figure appeared, a shining light appeared in the obsidian-like black eyes of the little milk bag.

As soon as Song Meng saw Mengmeng's meat dumpling sitting there, the wolf light in her eyes reappeared, and she crossed Yi Xiaoxiao in a few quick steps, rushed over directly, and saw that the little milk bag stretched out her hands, and was ready to pick him up happily.

However, the little milk bag silently moved its position, and Song Meng directly pounced.

Yi Xiaoxiao smiled and hugged the little milk bag in her arms, and the black eyes of the little milk bag seemed to have little stars flashing one after another.

"Mama." The little milk bag shouted milkily.

This is the first time that Yi Xiaoxiao has heard the little milk bag take the initiative to call someone, and happily kissed him on his fleshy little face.

The little stars in the eyes of the little meat bun are shining brighter and brighter.

Song Meng pouted and looked at the little milk bag with resentment, "Xiao Zeyan, you don't love your aunt anymore, my heart hurts." ”

She covered her heart, and her face was full of tears.

The little milk bag poked out her little head, and her big black eyes looked at her quietly.

Seeing that Song Meng was careful that his liver was sprouting, what grievances, and what he wanted to cry disappeared, he stretched out his hand, pinched his fleshy face, and said helplessly: "Defeated to you." I'm going to pet the cat. ”

As she spoke, Song Meng's claws stretched out to the little milk.

"Little milk, my sister is here."

The sound heard by the little milk who was napping on the sofa, lazily opened the cat's eyes, glanced at her, and jumped directly into Yi Xiaoxiao's arms with a light jump in the next second.

Song Meng looked at the person and the cat, and deeply felt that his young heart had been hit by 10,000 points.

"It's unreasonable. I'm gone, it hurts my self-esteem so much. Song Meng sat on the sofa.

Yi Xiaoxiao was about to put the little milk bag down, but the little hands of the little milk bag tightly circled her neck.