This time, a rare man kept his word. After helping Wen churan deal with his wound, he left the bedroom.

After he left, Wen churan realized something was wrong.

It's like... It's his bedroom!

She immediately jumped off the sofa and looked at the gray style in the bedroom, which was no different from that five years ago.

The only difference is that there is a picture frame on the bedside table with her picture in it.

One day five years ago, when she was watering flowers in the back garden, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture at random.

At that time, she was happy and ashamed and asked him why he secretly took pictures, but he argued that he took flowers and laughed at her thinking too much.

Once upon a time, the man kept saying he loved her, but he never showed her a picture in the bedroom.

After she jumped off the cliff, he put such a sheet at the head of the bed. What is it? Is it used to mourn her?

Wen churan smiled contemptuously and turned to walk towards the door.

When I went up to the fourth floor, I saw two wipe bodies standing outside my bedroom from a distance.

One is a small milk can and the other is a small fried dough stick.

Both of them pressed their ears against the door panel at the same time, looking serious and focused, as if they were eavesdropping on the movement inside.

Wen churan walked quietly behind them and asked coldly, "what are you two... Doing?"

Because they were too focused, they didn't react for a moment. This is Wen churan's voice.

The little milk can was impatient. "Shh, don't make a noise. Don't you see we're eavesdropping? What's the matter... I can't seem to hear anything! "

Wen churan replied in a sweet voice, "because there is no one inside, how can there be anything!"

The little milk can muttered, "why is there no one... Numb..."

The voice stopped abruptly before the words were finished.

He seemed to suddenly realize something and turned his head.

At the same time, the small fried dough sticks also reacted.

Seeing that Wen churan was standing behind him with a treacherous smile on his mouth, he immediately scared them to lie on the door panel, and couldn't help shouting from his mouth.

"Ma Ma!"

Wen churan answered calmly, "well, Ma Ma is right here. What's the matter?"

The little milk can was still in shock. He stared at her with big watery eyes and stared at her without blinking. His face was full of incredible.

Wen churan takes him and the dough sticks away and walks to the bedroom alone.

Small milk cans and small fried dough sticks looked at each other. They all looked like ghosts.

Clinging closely, the small milk can also rushed into the bedroom, followed Wen churan, squeezed his small fist, and asked angrily, "numb, that big pervert is numb and bullies you!"

Wen churan sat down on the sofa, stared at the small milk can opposite and said coldly, "I haven't asked you yet. Just call me numb in front of others. Why do you call that big pervert Baba in front of others? Do you know how many rumors there will be outside if you call it that?! "

The little milk jug skimmed and asked Qu Baba, "I'm just afraid of being bullied by bad people and want that big pervert to help you, so I deliberately call him Baba..."

He did it on purpose, just to let the world know that the big pervert had an illegitimate son, his little milk can.

Because he has determined that the big pervert is his own Baba!

The little milk can rushed forward and rushed into Wen churan's arms. She was spoiled and sold cute clothes.

"Ma Ma... Don't be angry. The little milk can is also to help you!"