Sun Zhenzhen and Suqiao came out of the bedroom, and when they saw the spacious living room, only brother Kong Sange was left alone, they knew it.
Su Qiao deliberately pretends to be silly: "three elder brothers, Yang Shao?"
Don't call her brother Yilin. You can't call her by her first name. After all, she is several years older than her.
"Gone." Kong laosanpin is picking Biluochun, which is cold in face but hot in heart.
Yang Yilin, who can dance with his teeth and claws, is very happy.
"Gone?" Suqiao deliberately expressed surprise, then flattened his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "true sister is still here, how can he leave?"
Sun Zhenzhen looks at the little girl and wants to laugh. From entering the door to now, the little girl has been angry with her, and she knows it in her heart.
"It's late. I'll go down first. Thank you for your hospitality, brother." Sun Zhenzhen's polite thanks.
"Miss Sun is very kind. I should thank you for taking care of Joe." Kong Laosan stood up from the sofa, equally hospitable.
"Gone." Sun Zhenzhen waved to Suqiao and opened the door with a smile.
Two people saw Sun Zhen on the elevator and went back to the room like glue.
"Why frame Yang Yilin?" After closing the door, Kong Laosan presses Suqiao on the wall and stares at her.
Suqiao shrunk his neck and smiled, "who let him make real sister angry? I can't see. Give him a lesson!"
"You know I will help you!" Look at her.
"And if you don't help me, do you help others?" It's clever enough.
Kong Laosan's heart was comfortable, and he deliberately turned sideways.
At a glance, Su Qiao, who has a lively mind, can see what he means. He stands on tiptoe and kisses him on the cheek, "honey, you are so kind."
Su Qiao hardly calls for his husband. When he calls for him, he either asks for something or begs for mercy... No matter what the situation is, he can make his blood boil and his heart bloom.
"Let's hear it again..." the warm breath is spraying on her shy face.
Two small hands against his chest, shy push him, "don't make trouble, it's late, I should go to sleep."
"Sleep? Good!" Bloodshot eyes stare at her, obviously can't wait.
"What do you want? I want to go down and sleep with my real sister!" Suqiao's face is redder. He pushes him hard, obviously he will be angry with him.
"Your real sister is accompanied by Yang Yilin. Are you sure you want to be a light bulb?"
This, choking sujo can't say.
After a moment's hesitation, I'm not sure, "should not?"
"Do you know more about Yang Yilin, or do I know more about him?"
Once again, sujo could not refute this.
"But"
"there's nothing good about it. Come on, go to bed."
The body was suspended, she was picked up, and then there were countless scenes waiting for her to call for her husband... The next day, Suqiao didn't wake up until noon.
After touching the mobile phone and looking at it for a while, a spirited man sat up.
Mommy, she's going to record the show.
"Three brothers, three brothers..." seeing no one in the bedroom, she shouted loudly at the top of her voice.
Kong Laosan, dressed in casual clothes, walked in from the living room and looked at her askew. "Wake up?"
"Third brother, why don't you wake me up? Didn't the director group call me in the morning?" Suqiao was in a hurry. She rummaged for clothes and complained about him.
"I've asked you for leave... B