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Perango was stunned, lowered his head, and looked at Xiao Yechen's delicate and beautiful face, he frowned: "Why did you bring this kid?" ”

Ye Weilan straightened her hair, squatted down and hugged her son, the mother and son were face to face, she asked in a pleading tone: "Old pervert, will you help me protect Xiao Jiu, right?" ”

Perango looked at her.

Ye Weilan is a little weak-hearted, everyone knows that it is not wise to bring Xiao Yechen to this place, but if she can't come, she can't send her son back, right?

Xiao Yechen obediently hid in her mother Xiangxiang's soft arms, her little arms around her neck, looking pitiful and afraid of being abandoned.

What else can Perangordo say?

He turned around and left: "It's getting late, go back to sleep." ”

Ye Weilan led Xiao Yechen to chase: "We haven't had dinner yet!" ”

"There should be noodles in the kitchen, remember to bring an extra bowl to me."

Ye Weilan: "......"

Is this what she deserves to be treated when she came from afar?

“…… You don't seem to have cooked anything for me to eat......" She weakly protested: "My husband cooks ...... a lot"

Perangordo glanced back at her, smiling: "I dare to cook, you dare to eat?" ”

Ye Weilan: "......"

After all, I don't dare to swear that I dare to ......

She never underestimated the ability of cooking idiots, take Yisa as an example, she has been trained for so long, and the noodles cooked can still make her daughter cry......

Perangordo, this old pervert, boiled out, God knows what it will be like......

Ye Meinu was a little sad, she was tired and went to a strange realm full of malice, except for the master who had called in advance, no one came to greet her......

She bet she wouldn't even be able to drink a cup of hot water if she didn't......

In the Qi family's mansion and the Ye family, this is definitely not the kind of treatment......

Ye Mommy was sad, she raised her head and looked at the starry night sky, the wind was very cold, blowing on her face with the unique humidity of sea water, she sniffled and shouted a crisp voice into the night sky: "My Lao Tzu is a super big bastard!" ”

The crisp sound came out far and wide in the night......

Qi Ye: "......"

Xiao Yechen: "......"

Yan Shi and Bai Yi, who walked to the back, both squirted out.

Perangordo was about to twitch with laughter, and he raised his eyes to look at the villa in front of him, his eyes as if he had casually swept over a window, and a hint of provocation flashed in his eyes.

On the edge of the pure white curtain, Ou Ruo stood cold, looking at the few people who came over with deep eyes, his eyes focused on Ye Weilan's face, looking at her aggrieved expression that she was about to cry.

As for that curse and the look in Perangodo's eyes, the impact on His Majesty the Pope is almost equal to nothing.

He raised his snow-white sleeves, and said in a light tone: "Let the kitchen cook a supper and send it over......" and added: "Don't say that it was ordered by this seat." ”

"Yes." The maid respectfully withdrew.

A deep sigh rang out in the room.

Ye Weilan led Xiao Yechen to the nearest place, only to find that this was a luxurious White House.

The four corners of the hall stand white marble pillars, the surrounding walls are all carved from white stone bricks, orchids carved from gold bloom charmingly between the white stones, and white curtains ripple in the wind.

Huge crystal chandeliers hang in mid-air, glowing with warmth.

Ye Weilan felt much warmer when she entered the room, she lowered her head and asked Xiao Yechen, "Are you hungry, baby?" ”