Chapter 92: Do You Know Who the New Tenant Is?
"You, why are you here?" Qiao Yaruan's rare speech began to become uncomfortable.
"Don't you see? Rest. Feng Feng said, slowly getting up.
Although Qiao Yaruan is one meter seven tall, standing in front of Feng Feng's height of one meter eight six, he is inevitably a little shorter, so the moment Feng Feng stood up, Qiao Yaruan felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
But I want him to be an actor, but he came to share a room with someone, this man is sick.
"Oh, then you can live in this place." She doesn't want to live with celebrities, and she can't afford to hurt the scandal.
"My sister is so hard that she didn't tell you, is it a shared house?"
"Senior sister is your sister?" Qiao Yaruan said incredulously again.
Feng Feng looked her up and down, in just seven years, the little girl had completely changed her appearance, but she could never come back.
Therefore, at this moment, Feng Feng's eyes were stained with a touch of coldness.
Qiao Yaruan was horrified by his look, and directly put the remote control in his hand: "Look, look, I'll go and talk to my senior sister myself." Qiao Yaruan said, and turned back to the bedroom.
When Shui Anluo was thinking about Shui Anjiao's birthday at night, Qiao Yaruan called her and asked her why she didn't go on QQ and WeChat, but she didn't find her in either place.
"Ao, Chu Xiyi broke the net for me, and I can only go up until eight o'clock every day." Shui Anluo said in a muffled voice.
"I'll go, you won't use traffic?" Qiao Ya Ruan despised.
"It's in your twenties today, so it's already overtaken, okay?" Shui Anluo looked down at his nursing son, patted his little body gently, and then said, "What are you looking for me to do?" β
"Sister is going to tell you, do you know who the new tenant is?"
"How do I know, didn't you say the new tenant hadn't been back for days? What, went back today? Shui Anluo said, continuing to coax his son to sleep.
"Feng Fengβ"
"Who are you talking about?"
"Wow-"
Shui Anluo was excited, and shouted loudly, scaring the little baby who was about to fall asleep into crying, Shui Anluo hurriedly lowered his head and coaxed, "The little baby is scared, I'll be talking to you for a while." Shui Anluo said, hurriedly hung up the phone, got up with his son in his arms, and coaxed while walking.
Chu Xiyi pushed the door in, looked at Shui Anluo walking around the room with the child in his arms, and couldn't help frowning and said, "What's wrong?" β
Shui Anluo twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, can he tell him that he just spoke too loudly, so he scared the little baby?
If she said it, she promised that Chu Xiyi would slap her to death.
"It's okay, it's time to sleep." Shui Anluo turned his back to him, still patting the little baby gently and coaxing him softly.
Chu Xiyi looked at the mobile phone she threw on the bed, and it was clear that she had just hung up the phone, "Give it to me." β
Shui Anluo was stunned again, looked back at Chu Xiyi, who was facing him with his arms outstretched, looked down at his crying son again, and then pursed his lips slightly, thinking that the relationship between his son and Chu Xiyi was too good but not good.
"No, I'll do it myself." Shui Anluo gritted his teeth and said.
Chu Xiyi frowned, and looked at Shui Anluo with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see her bones.
Shui Anluo is still young after all, and he is not his opponent, so Chu Xiyi can see her thoughts at a glance, but the child is his own, and this is a fact that no one can change.
"Whatever you want." Chu Xiyi said, and left here in a wheelchair.