Chapter 1992: ? N Se Change Into A Life Winner In Seconds Two

[This is my son, five and a half years old this year, and it's nothing big, just less than two years older than six or six.

Attached is a picture of Vatican leaning on his shoulder.

The photos were taken in PS, and the text is also attached.

[My name is Fanfan, everyone says I look exactly like my father]

It completely mimics the first person tone of Vatican.

The big and small in the photos are exactly the same temperament and suffocating.

Fan Yu is correct, click Send.

It's not over yet.

He stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, slowly flipping through the phone numbers of several others.

Yu Yuehan.

Tang Yuansi.

Qi Yan.

Mo eternal.

No one was spared.

Not to mention these men, Nian Xiaomu, Shangxin, Tan Bengbing and Zheng Yan, all received similar messages.

The text is different, but the meaning is similar.

It's all for the concubine who likes to be a father himself, and emphasizes that Vatican is five and a half years old!

What does five and a half years mean?

It means that Fan Yu became a father earlier than any of them!

Those who had previously had a daughter-in-law and a baby in front of him, brushed their faces together ...

Less than a minute after the text message was sent, the first call came.

Qi Yan.

Fan Yu glanced at the caller's display without any surprise.

Qi Yan has always been a big hit.

It is also easiest to frizz.

Fan Yu had already prepared Qi Yan's trance in his heart. He actually popped up a son out of thin air, crushed everyone and waited for jealous words.

He had a calm face and grinned at the corners of his mouth.

Answer the call.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, Fan Yu, have you finally been stimulated to be stupid? Actually start to think that you have a son, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, laugh at me!"

"The photo P is good. I learned it purposely? It s really hard for you. I even thought of giving my son P a friend. IMHO, if you really have a mental problem, do nt jealous Come to me, I'll give you 20% off! "

"This father-son picture is really ... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

On the other end of the phone, Qi Yan jerked, and Fan Yu's eardrums were aching.

He could almost imagine the scene where Qi Yan laughed with tears.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Immediately, cleared his throat.

Quietly waiting for Qi Yan's laughter to stop.

"The photo is real, and I'm not kidding. My son's name is Fanfan, Fanyu's Fanfan, and the name of the child's mother. I don't need to explain more about it, right?

Qi Yan: "..."

Qi Yan's voice became serious: "Are you really here?"

He had recently stimulated Fan Yu because of his pregnancy.

After only a blink of an eye, was he attacked?

And as soon as Fan Yu became a father, his son was five and a half years old. This speed ... Qi Yan could not keep up in his life!

"It's real gold and silver." Fan Yu opened his lips with four or two pounds.

The more indifferent the tone, the more it hits people.

At the end, he also reminded Qi Yan intentionally.

"By the way, my son follows me. He is handsome and smart. If you work hard to have a daughter, we can make a baby."

Qi Yan: "..."

Who has Xiao Gong who will be a baby with others when he is born?

Has your brain got water?

He wants to be beautiful!

roll!

Qi Yan did not want to say anything, and hung up the phone.

I can imagine without asking, he was probably hit to cry at Tan Bengbing now ...

Fan Yu looked up contentedly and continued to look out the window.

Within three seconds, the phone rang again.

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