Chapter 8 This beam is considered to be the end of the 1
But when he thought of Chen Yueke's body, which could already be described as dilapidated, Mo Xiaoxiao was heartbroken.
I only hope that Yue Ke can get better smoothly, after all, Siyu's child is pitiful enough, what if even the only relative in this world leaves!
If that's the case, she will definitely let Zimo marry Siyu, and then pamper her like a daughter.
No, from now on, she will be my own daughter and daughter-in-law, Siyu is so cute, how can she tolerate Siyu marrying someone else in the future!
Fertilizer water can't flow into outsiders' fields!
You have to hide your own treasure first.
Thinking about it like this, Mo Xiaoxiao's gaze softened a little more, and it was mixed with a few installments.
Looking at Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes that gave high hopes, Lang Siyu was suddenly a little confused, and could only smile dryly.
After bathing at night, Lang Siyu answered a phone call with Chen Yueke before he was ready to go to bed.
There was an astringent feeling in her heart, she couldn't deny that Aunt Mo's family was really good to her, and it could be called a good heart-to-heart.
I just moved here today, and I immediately helped her move the admission procedures.
And all the dishes she usually likes to eat for dinner are all her favorite dishes, and she never mentions her mother's things during meals, and always tries to make her happy.
But after all, it was someone else's house, and she was still panicked in the bottom of her heart.
Forget it, go to sleep!
Lang Siyu got up from the bed and was about to draw the curtains.
Su Zimo's gentle voice came from outside the door.
"Siyu, have you slept? If I haven't slept, can I come in and disturb you? ”
Lang Siyu looked at the white silk pajamas with lace edges on his body embarrassedly, which seemed to be a little transparent.
Lang Siyu took out a coat and wrapped himself up and opened the door.
looked at the steaming milk in Su Zimo's hand, and was slightly stunned.
"This ......"
"Drink a little milk before going to bed to soothe your sleep, drink it!" Su Zimo handed the milk to Lang Siyu.
Lang Siyu took the milk with emotion, "Thank you, Zimo come in and sit for a while!" ”
Su Zimo smiled and declined, paused for a few minutes, took the empty milk cup in Lang Siyu's hand and gently advised, "Rest early, go to school with me tomorrow morning." ”
"Okay." Lang Siyu replied obediently.
"Hmm." Su Zimo bowed his head and left.
This upbringing is also too good!
Seeing Su Zimo's departure, Lang Siyu secretly sighed.
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Lang Siyu is a professional who has difficulty getting up.
She has worked hard for 16 years, but due to her lack of talent and hard work, she has never consciously gotten up early to succeed.
As long as you get up early, it must be Chen Yueke's strong ability to beat gongs and drums.
There is no exception to lying in bed this morning, but the way Chen Yue can wake people up today is a little wrong!
"Don't drag me." Lang Siyu slapped the hand that tugged at her elbow.
"Lang Siyu, you roll up for Lao Tzu."
Suddenly, the sky was thundering, how could this voice be so familiar.
Lang Siyu sat up from the bed with a spirit.
"Ahh
Looking at Gu Zhesi's Bao Gong face, Lang Siyu was stunned.
How did he end up here, how did he get into my room.
But then I remembered that I was still wearing some transparent pajamas at the moment.
Lang Siyu quickly wrapped himself in a silk quilt, and scolded indignantly: "Dead rascal, who allowed you to come in." ”
Gu Zhesi, who was standing beside Lang Siyu's bed, instantly darkened a few degrees more.
It's the first time I've been scolded as a hooligan when I've grown so big.
Thinking of this, Gu Zhesi glanced at Lang Siyu with disgust, and said sarcastically: "Can you not be so narcissistic, just like you, I can't even be interested in lying in front of me." ”
Tsk, it's terrible, who's going to take it off for you, bastard!