Chapter 86

Who sent you to me? It's the round moon, the moon, the gurgling mountain spring--

After waking up in the morning, Xia Xiaoyun's ears seemed to echo the song of "Tianzhu girl".

This inexplicable illusion made her doubt that the song she heard last night was true.

Who is singing?

It was already after midnight. No one would sing at that time. Even if someone sang, they had to have such a beautiful voice.

Laura?

Come on, she's a foreigner. It's good to be able to speak Chinese clearly, let alone sing.

Square?

Joke, if he can sing such a good song, it is estimated that the sound of killing pigs is the most beautiful sound in the world.

Only mother Chen Wanyue.

But in Xia Xiaoyun's impression, her mother's cowardly character has decided that no matter what she does, she can't let go. She once heard her sing a few years ago, but the voice seems to be mosquito humming. The key is to run out of tune. I'm sorry for her charming image.

Xia Xiaoyun sings very well. She has the style of a professional singer, but how could she get up and sing in the middle of the night?

She doesn't have sleepwalking.

Auditory hallucination is definitely auditory hallucination, or dreaming -- when Xia Xiaoyun thought of it, she suddenly remembered that in her sleep, she seemed to see a woman wearing a white gauze dance dress and red embroidered shoes wrapped around her body like a koala and walked out of the bedroom.

Dream, definitely dream.

Where is there such a charming woman around?

Still so shameless naked, wearing dazzling red embroidered shoes!

I had this dream because I listened to the legend about embroidered shoes said by Guo Yi. I thought every day and had a dream at night

Can it be said that the shameless woman is actually the real owner of embroidered shoes?

I don't know how many years have passed since she died. Her charming body has turned into a white bone, but somehow she figured it out with Xia Xiaoyun's heart, which appeared in her dream?

Xia Xiaoyun felt more and more headache. She shook her head and looked at the window.

The golden light of the sun in the early winter morning added enough yang to Xia Xiaoyun, and the palpitation of thinking of everything strange in her dream disappeared.

No matter how terrible and strange the dream is, once you wake up, it will become a floating cloud of god horse. It's not a worry.

What can make people worry is always a matter of reality.

For example, Chen Wanyue, who regarded Fang Yuan as her husband, Guo Yi's requirements, etc. - Xia Xiaoyun sighed gently and lifted her feet to the ground before she found that her mother had long been gone.

Fang Yuan is not there either. There is still a pool of disgusting saliva on the dresser. It must have been left when Fang Yuan slept on it, didn't he?

After doing a lovely retch, Xia Xiaoyun found a paper towel to dry the table, pulled high-heeled plastic slippers, walked out of the bedroom and looked into the living room.

Wearing a light colored home clothes, Chen Wanyue, with an apron around her waist, is coming out of the kitchen with a tray.

Through the window glass, you can see Laura standing in front of the window with a cool look on her face. She looks at the golden sun with her hands on her back, as if she is understanding some advanced internal skill, or disdaining to see someone doing radio gymnastics.

Xia Xiaoyun admitted that when primary school students do radio gymnastics, although the action is not standardized, it is very good-looking. After all, it is the most suitable for children.

The movement when doing exercises around is very standardized and methodical, which gives people an obvious illusion of idiocy.

Looking at the guy's serious exercise, Xia Xiaoyun had a soft smile on her mouth.

Suddenly, she felt the real idea in her heart: how good would it be if she could see this scene when she woke up every morning?

Of course, Fang Yuan had to be her stepfather willingly.

Although it's a bit embarrassing, what's the point? As long as my mother is happy.

She has this clear sense of happiness because she feels that a family must have a man.

Although Xia Xiaoyun hates Xia Xiaoyun, she has to admit that a complete family can't live without a man, no matter what virtue the man is.

"Xiaoyun, are you awake?"

Just as Xia Xiaoyun stared at the square outside, Chen Wanyue saw her.

"Ah, overslept."

Xia Xiaoyun smiled awkwardly, walked quickly to the living room and looked up and down at Chen Wanyue: "Mom, how can I find you more beautiful than before?"

"What? It's an old woman."

Chen Wanyue immediately put a touch of light red on her face and subconsciously glanced at the square outside.

"Really ah, how to say, just like the flowers moistened by the rain."

When Xia Xiaoyun said this with a smile, she suddenly grabbed her heart: scared, last night, they wouldn't really have that shady relationship, would they?

"Dead girl, what are you talking about? Dare you joke with your mother?"

Chen Wanyue blushed even more, raised her hand and twisted it under her daughter's ribs: "go wash and call your father to dinner."

"Oh."

Xia Xiaoyun twitched from the corner of her eye and turned into the bathroom.

"Two two three four, three two three four."

When Mr. Fang was doing his eighth radio gymnastics hard under the pomegranate tree, Xia Xiaoyun walked out of the living room: "Alas, who has breakfast?"

"When I finish this, I can't give up halfway, can I?"

Fang Yuan kept moving and continued to bend down and reach out.

Xia Xiaoyun came over, looked at Laura walking slowly to the door of the villa, and whispered, "what did you do after I fell asleep last night?"

Fang Yuan raised his head: "what else can you do except sleep?"

"Really?"

"Why did I lie to you?"

Fang Yuan blinked and suddenly woke up: "ah, you don't think I did something sorry for Lao Xia with Chen Wanyue?"

"Hum, you are not a gentleman."

Xia Xiaoyun dodged her gaze and snorted.

Fang Yuan stopped doing exercises, shook his shoulder and said faintly, "Xia Xiaoyun, if you really think so, it will humiliate me. Although I'm a little lecherous, I won't touch that kind of old woman even if I suffocate... "

"What nonsense?"

Xia Xiaoyun whispered, "Chen Wanyue, old?"

"Did she have her forty third birthday yesterday?"

"Yes. But does she look like forty-three? "

"Why, Xia Xiaoyun, seeing that you are anxious to praise your mother, you don't really want me to be your godfather?"

Fang Yuan seemed to see what Xia Xiaoyun was thinking in her heart, full of surprise.

"Put..."

Xia Xiaoyun swallowed the indecent word, looked up at the sky and whispered, "if you can promise -- at least, Shentong express will have half of you. In the future, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking anymore. "

"Am I worried about food and drink now?"

Fang Yuan sneered: "it seems that the day you asked me to be your godfather, I refused your one million check. How can a real man like me, who regards money as dirt, be willing to degenerate and become an old woman's little white face because of some dirt? "

Xia Xiaoyun was stunned.

It occurred to her that Fang Yuan seemed to be right.

It's just that this guy's speech is too ugly. He's always an old woman.

Chen Wanyue, is she very old?

When Xia Xiaoyun glared at him, she listened to him again: "of course, if you have admiration for me, I can think about it."

"Shameless, you!"

When Xia Xiaoyun scolded angrily, she suddenly said, "if I promise, will you stay?"

This time, Fang Yuan was in a daze: "what, do you agree?"

"Why don't you come in for dinner?"

At this time, Chen Wanyue appeared at the door of the living room.

Xia Xiaoyun quickly took the opportunity to say, "eat, eat!"

Chen Wanyue's cooking skills seem to be better than Lin Wu. If she is 20 years younger and doesn't have the strange things last night, Mr. Fang may really consider Xia Xiaoyun's suggestions.

However, how could this girl who should be very proud have that idea?

It deserves to be the representative of brain disability in the new era.

Oh.

When Fang Yuan sighed in her heart, she didn't know that Xia Xiaoyun was secretly looking at him and Chen Wanyue.

Xia Xiaoyun and Laura sit on one side, while Fang Yuan and Chen Wanyue sit on the other side of the table.

Chen Wanyue, like she didn't see her daughter and Laura, smiled tenderly from time to time and served food for her husband -- looking at her appearance, she wanted to sit in her arms and have dinner. She was not reserved at all.

In fact, the two of them are quite matched.

Xia Xiaoyun took a paper towel to wipe her mouth, stood up and walked out of the living room.

Laura immediately rose to her feet.

As a qualified personal bodyguard, Laura would never say a word more. She didn't even look at Fang and Yuan at dinner. Like Xia Xiaoyun's shadow, she followed her step by step,

"Well, I'm full."

Fang Yuan pushed away the dishes handed over by Chen Wanyue and said with a smile: "I have to go to the company. Maybe I have to go to the south today."

Chen Wanyue's eyes suddenly darkened and said softly, "husband, can't you stay a few more days or take me to the south? Even if you leave me alone in the hotel like last time, you can just visit me once in a while when you're busy. "

Fang Yuan looked at her and was silent for a moment before he said with a strong smile: "look and talk -- eh, who's here?"

Chen Wanyue subconsciously looked at the door and saw a black business car slowly stop outside the iron fence of the villa.

Just as she was about to take a walk in the yard, she took Xia Xiaoyun with her. Dai Mei wrinkled tightly.

When Guo Yi got out of the car, Laura had stepped up quickly.

"I want to see President Xia."

Guo Yi looks very bad. He still has red silk in his eyes. It seems that there was no good news last night.

Before Laura spoke, Xia Xiaoyun's voice came from behind: "Laura, please Guo Er Shao come in."

After nodding to Laura who opened the door, Guo Yi walked into the villa.

When Xia Xiaoyun saw Guo Yiyi, she had the feeling that it was unnatural to see the creditor, but she had to say hello: "Mr. Guo, didn't you say yesterday that you would wait at ningyao hotel for a week and wait for the old man to take your Patek Philippe? Why did you come to the door again today?"

"President Xia."

Guo Yi changed his title to President Xia, which is enough to prove that he is facing up to Xia Xiaoyun.

Xia Xiaoyun pretended to be indifferent and said, "I don't dare."

"Mr. Xia, don't sell off any more."

Guo Yi smiled bitterly and said, "in the early morning of this morning, the robber saint has come to me and took the Patek Philippe."

Xia Xiaoyun didn't say a word and didn't even move her eyebrows.

Guo Yi, who had been observing her reaction, sighed in her heart: Alas, she already knew. It seems that her relationship with stealing saints is really unusual. Fortunately, the misunderstanding between me and her is not too big.

Guo Ershao didn't know that Xia Xiaoyun didn't respond. He didn't know it long ago, but was completely stunned.