Xiao Yechen and Xiao Qinghuan went downstairs to eat.

Ye Weilan put her hands on Perangodo's shoulders: "Old pervert, are you thinking about my mommy?"

Perango glanced at her: "Do you still use a question sentence for such an obvious thing?" ”

The corners of Ye Weilan's lips twitched, and her off-line behavior that deviated from the point from time to time was undoubtedly inherited from this shiny master.

"That little girl—"

"Find a reliable driver to send her back tomorrow," Ye Mommy looked at him with a smile: "What you taught me is never to involve innocent people." ”

The old ancestor squinted at her: "I taught, you still doubt my character?"

Mami Ye clasped her hands together and prayed: "I was wrong, I shouldn't doubt the great and noble you." ”

Perangodo snorted: "Little girl." ”

Miss Ye flattered him and rubbed his shoulders.

A holy figure quietly turned the stairs, his eyes fell on this pair of intimate "father and daughter", a trace of ripples flashed in his eyes, he walked behind Ye Weilan without stopping, and said two words lightly: "Get out of the way." ”

Miss Ye felt a chill down her spine, and immediately leaned sideways against the carved railing like a rabbit, her slender body trying not to occupy any more space.

His Majesty the Pope walked past her without squinting, his white robe streaked across her toes, bringing a chilly wind.

Mami Ye looked at the stairs that were wide enough to fit almost ten of her, and she was silently tired.

She obviously didn't get in the way......

Perangodo looked at her dissatisfied: "That's all you have to offer?" ”

Ye Weilan was silent for a second; "Didn't you notice that I've been boring all along?" Basically, as soon as His Majesty the Pope opened her mouth, she was like being thrown to Antarctica......

Perangordo was angry: "He doesn't beat you, what are you so afraid of him for?" ”

Mami Ye blinked and slapped her forehead: "Yes, why am I so afraid of him?" ”

Ou Ruo Tianhan didn't hit her or scold her, when she angered him, he didn't hurt her except for his indifferent tone, compared to death, he was "friendly" to her, right?

"Next time, straighten your waist and go back."

Mami Ye thought about it and said weakly, "...... Don't dare ......"

Perangordo raised his hand and knocked: "If you are so unproductive, don't say that you were raised by me." ”

Ye Weilan: "......" How many cents does this have to do with interest?

She suddenly became a little curious: "Old pervert." ”

Perangordo turned his head and pretended not to hear.

"You're afraid of the Pope, aren't you?"

"I'm afraid of him?" Perangordo immediately turned his head and squinted, was he being underestimated?

"What kind of grudges did you have before?" Ye Weilan looked at him with sparkling eyes: "You and my mommy are confidants, His Majesty the Pope is my mommy's husband, and death loves my mommy deeply, so are you friends or enemies?" ”

Perangordo stared at her.

Ye Weilan's eyes showed expectation.

The corners of Perangodo's lips furled: "Want to know? ”

Miss Ye nodded as if pondering, fully expressing her desire: "Think!" ”

Perangodo smiled, turned around and left: "I won't tell you." ”

Ye Weilan: "......"

She got stuck in her throat in one breath, and her eyes widened as she watched Perangodo's distant back, and she was about to chase after her.

The back collar was grabbed by a hand, and Qi Ye's voice rang in his ears: "Lan, it's time for you to take a nap." ”

Ye Mommy looked back at her husband: "He, he, he-"

Qi Ye carried her back to the room, tore open the quilt and wrapped her, and her thin lips raised a charming arc: "Are you asleep by yourself or will I help you fall asleep?" ”