Chapter 882

All the way, Yang Yilin finally arrived at Linhai manor in 11 minutes and 52 seconds.

When I got off, I saw someone standing in front of the floor to floor window on the second floor, staring at the wristwatch with a livid face.

He slammed the door hard and leaned back slightly. He ran into the door with a thumping sound like his vented temper.

All the way up to the second floor, tired as a dog, "here!"

The little guy on the bed saw the assembled model plane he had brought in his hand, and his dark eyes were shining.

What he wants is this one. A few days ago, when my uncle and his mother went down, he asked him to look at the photos of their mobile phones and coaxed him into saying that as long as he told them about their whereabouts, he would give him the model plane.

At that time, he gave his uncle a white eye, "even if I don't say it, I can make you obediently give me this model."

How did you answer that? "

Oh, he said:" boy, there is no door! "

Soft and cute little face squeezed out a harmless smile at him, and obediently took over the model, and gently stimulated him to say, "I'm sorry, uncle, this is the window I go to!"

He was called in the evening just to be teased by the little rabbit. How could Yang Yilin not swallow his voice.

Can turn around to see Sir Alex's face, redundant nonsense minutes to swallow back.

It's time to speak ill of the young master. Isn't it death seeking?

Forget it. Don't worry about it like a kid.

He clenched his fist tightly. He broke his teeth and swallowed, "I'm ok. I'll leave without you."

"Go away!"

He was about to turn around and stop. He couldn't swallow it any more. "I said Sir, if you don't bring me like this, a phone call in the evening called me. If you don't give me a cup of tea, just one word, go away! Do you think so? "

"I'll give you two words, uncle. Get out!" The little guy is studying the plane model in his hand. Hearing Yang Yilin's discontented complaints, he looks up and says with a smile.

Yang Yilin became angry in a flash. Even if he presented the model he had cherished for many years, is there any natural reason for him?

his father is as like as two peas. He is now getting worse and worse.

"Can you believe me to grab the model?" Yang Yilin stares at the little guy's beloved model plane and scares him.

The little guy subconsciously protects the model airplane in his arms, spits out his tongue at him mischievously, "dare you!"

"Hey, stinky boy, you'll get itchy if you don't teach me a lesson in a day, won't you?" Yang Yilin rolled up his sleeve, ready to beat him.

The little guy is not afraid of him. He raises his haughty chin at him and deliberately confronts him. "My daddy hasn't hit me yet. Dare you hit me?"

Yang Yilin is really going to be exhaled by the little guy. He glances at the man with black face around him and says, "if I meet you, I've had blood mould for 80 years!" Finish saying, head also did not return walked out, went downstairs.

My uncle left. My beloved model is my own. I'm so happy.

And the man who has been standing beside him with black face is very depressed and looks at him impatiently. "What I promised you did? What did you promise me?"

Sooner or later, you have to pay it back.

Sure enough, he can't hide!

Smilingly, he turned around and raised his head to look at the cold and merciless daddy. Ruddy pouted. "Mummy should go to sleep at this time. Daddy, let's not disturb mummy... Before we finish talking"

he was pulled up by the collar.