They must all be scumbags!!!

Just now, the tone in which Ji Chen spoke obviously had a feeling of earthy love words.

Besides, before, he wouldn't have said such sensual things to her. It's inevitable that she misunderstood.

Thinking about it, Song Yan was defeated by himself. This incident is certainly not her fault.

Ji Chen: [What did you just withdraw? 】

Ji Chen on the other side was full of concealment. With a calm face, this sentence was typed.

Why is he a scumbag?

This is all a routine given to him by the monsoon, and he did it, why was he called a scumbag?

md！ It must have been the monsoon that deceived him!

Ji Chen cursed Monsoon in his heart. Song Yan's news was also sent.

Song Yan: [It's nothing, I've made a typo, go to sleep, good night.] 】

Ji Chen: [Good night. 】

Although he still wanted to continue chatting with Song Yan, Song Yan had already said good night, and he definitely didn't want to continue to bother her.

After Song Yan said good night, he really put down his phone.

It's been a busy day. After a few hours on the plane, when I came back, I was running around again. To say that you are not tired is false.

put down the phone, and after a while, Song Yan fell asleep.

A dreamless night.

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Early the next morning.

Song Yan was asleep, sleeping happily.

A series of deadly calls came. Truth be told, this is the eighth call this morning.

Because the mobile phone ringtone is relatively soft, at first, she thought it was in a dream, someone played music.

Until, when the bell rang eight times in a row, she began to realize that something was wrong.

Song Yan used the last bit of consciousness to pick up the phone and rely on feeling. Pick up the phone.

The phone just got connected.

"Song Yan! Where did you die? Do you know how many calls I made you! Okay, come home with me today!!!? ”

Mo Yu on the other end of the phone roared endlessly.

He has been calling Song Yan since seven o'clock in the morning until now, half past nine in the morning!

It wasn't until now that it was connected! At first, he thought Song Yan was eating, putting on makeup or something.

I didn't call her much.

Until nine o'clock! Until nine o'clock! This guy. Still can't get in touch! md！ He was completely insane.

Song Yan, who was comfortable in the quilt on the bed, made Mo Yu roar before he remembered.

Today, she is going to accompany Mo Yu home!

She said that she had forgotten something last night, and that she remembered what she was going to do today.

Suddenly I forgot about it.

After Mo Yu made such a fuss, she remembered.

"Come pick me up at my house!" After that, Song Yan went to WeChat, sent Mo Yu a position, and got up directly.

It's all because she was too tired yesterday, that's why she slept so dead, usually, her biological clock is very punctual!

Wake up at seven o'clock in the morning! Thunder can't move!

Except, of course, today, because, she is so tired, which is also understandable.

Song Yan found a good reason for himself in his heart to excuse himself. Then he rushed into the bathroom at the same speed as the wind.

Wash your face, skin care. The same cannot be less.

After all, today is to give the little kid a long face. In case, at his house, his mother is particularly difficult to get along with.

The usual plot in a TV series.

The children of rich families and their mothers are particularly difficult to get along with. I like to make things difficult very much.

Especially his own son's girlfriend.

Looking at Mo Yu's excitement day by day, he was spoiled by his parents.