Chapter 1285

A group of people continued to tease little Molly but no longer received a reply. Everyone began to be a little anxious.

Su bensu: Yang Yilin, don't you let Molly talk to us?

Only love Susu: shame!

Real nvxia: it's late. I'm going to let Molly sleep.

They have been chatting with each other for a whole day. Sun Zhenzhen hasn't come out to have a bubble. Now we can't help but come out to have a bubble because we love Molly so much.

As soon as we saw sun Zhenzhen coming out, we immediately began to encircle her and bombard her with all kinds of voice.

"How do you manage Yang Yilin? I kicked him out in the afternoon and added him in again. It's not half a day since I started to catch the demons... "

" yes, I'll interrupt Molly. His daughter is right, but has he ever been a father? No shame! "

······A series of questions made sun Zhenzhen laugh and cry.

Finally, I silently sent a few words to the group.

Real nvxia: "he's really good to Molly."

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the crowd immediately exploded.

"Wow, what do I see? My real sister is talking to him."

"is this to forgive his rhythm?"

"Congratulations."

Yang Yilin downstairs saw sun Zhenzhen saying that for him, and jumped up happily from the sofa.

Do you really want to forgive his rhythm, as you said?

Too late to think about it, he left his cell phone and ran towards the upstairs, but it would make his daughter sleep. He didn't dare to knock on the door, just kept outside her room, left and right.

Time did not know how long, the door of the daughter's room was finally opened, and sun Zhenzhen's thin figure came out of it.

At the moment of closing the door, I saw him on the wall, and I was scared, "what are you doing here? Don't go to bed at night? "

Yang Yilin is a little embarrassed. He just pinches sun Zhenzhen and says, "thank you."

Sun Zhenzhen's face is inexplicable, "thank me for what?"

"Thank you for helping me to talk in the group just now. Otherwise, some of them are not sure when to mock me."

When it comes to some of them who have no conscience, Yang Yilin's angry teeth itch. Who did he provoke? How many of them bombarded him?

"I'm telling the truth." Sun Zhenzhen's face doesn't change. People can't guess what she means.

Also because of her words, Yang Yilin's words stuck in her throat and couldn't speak any more, so she had to drag her clothes awkwardly. "That... It's not early. Take a rest early. Listen to sister CAI. It seems that we need to take part in some activities tomorrow."

"Well." Sun Zhenzhen's face is still light, and only after passing by, can he secretly raise the corner of his mouth.

While Yang Yilin scratched his head and watched her walk to the room. He was in a bad mood. Why was she so indifferent to him?

Some depressed, roll back to the room and sleep.

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"it's good to eat."

Song Qingyun's first-hand cooking refreshes Kexin's understanding of him once again.

"I thought Dr. Song's hand could only hold a scalpel, but I didn't expect that Dr. Song's hand could hold a kitchen knife more powerful!" Lin Kexin claps his hands happily and smiles happily.

Song Qingyun took out the chopsticks and put them on the table, then walked gently behind Kexin, stopped her waist from behind, chin on her shoulder, gentle and romantic.

The sudden move made Ke Xin shake all over. It was crisp and numb on the back of his chest... B