Chapter 433

Metaphor lay down quietly, but couldn't sleep.

Even with a little hypnosis, I couldn't sleep.

Then, staring at the mobile phone in a daze.

Just staring at the dialogue with Mo Jingyao.

"Ding Dong..." In fact, it's not a night when the doorbell rings at nine o'clock.

"Who?" Yu se went to the door in her morning coat and looked out through the cat's eye. Then she saw the big and small standing outside the door. They were Zhu Gang and Zhu Xu. Yu se opened the door and Zhu Xu threw herself on her, "Auntie, Xiao Xu miss you so much."

Yu se touched his head and said, "I miss you too."

Zhu Gang silly stood there watching Zhu Xu interact with Yu se, "Miss Yu, the child is clamoring to come back to sleep with you. I can't coax him, so I have to deal with him..."

"If you don't, I'm going to pick him up. From today on, he will follow me. Don't worry."

"Don't worry, I don't worry. Xiao Xu lived here before, and his body is full of flesh. He is fatter than his mother when he took him. He feels very good when he is hugged."

"Well, uncle, go away quickly. I don't want to be hugged by you. I just want my aunt to hold me. You'd better go back and hug my aunt."

"You son of a bitch, you don't want me when you see my aunt, don't you?" Zhu Gang glared at Xu, his eyes were eager to hit Zhu Xu, but in fact, he was absolutely reluctant to fight.

Love is too late.

"No, no, my uncle is my uncle, and my aunt is not my aunt. Don't worry, I won't want you."

However, his small expression is clearly all to Zhu Gang's dislike, but to metaphor dependence.

The small figure of dependence made Yu se even forget to ask the little guy that "little aunt is not a pro aunt", and led Zhu Xu in. The little guy rushed to the toy room in the corner of the living room.

Yes, it's a small space for Zhu Xu's toys in his apartment.

It's not big, but it's warm.

"Would you like a snack?" Seeing the child go straight to the toy, Yu se asked in the past.

When Xu is growing up, he must not be hungry.

"Yes, I want dumplings."

"Zhu Xu, you let me make dumplings in the middle of the night?" She is also a child. The procedure of making dumplings is too complicated. She will not be in the mood to make dumplings.

"You don't have to pack it. There are some in the refrigerator. Last time grandma Zhan packed a lot of them and frozen them in the refrigerator. I saw them. Haha."

As a result, Zhu Xu played with toys and cooked dumplings.

However, cooked, naturally two people eat together.

Mrs. Zhan's dumplings are really delicious. She even ate several of them because she didn't eat anything at night.

It's not that Jin's food is not delicious, but she is not in the mood to eat it.

I'm in a mess.

If Mo Jingyao doesn't pay attention to her now, she is even more confused.

She does not know what happened to Mo Jingyao and Mei Yuqiu.

Are they engaged?

Now, apart from Mo Jingyao's own statement, she will not believe anyone else.

It's all gossip.

Looking at Zhu Xu wolfing down a plate, metaphor color can not help heartache, "did not have dinner at night? Did your uncle not cook it for you

"No, I don't think I can eat any more. Now I can eat when I see my aunt. Haha."

Yu se stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of Zhu Xu's small nose, "you can talk." This sentence by sentence, it's a ghost.

After eating dumplings, Zhu Xu played for a while and went to shower and sleep.

Before going to bed, naturally, he had to pull a metaphor to tell him a story, and then listen, the little guy fell asleep.

Yu se sat in front of the bed in a daze and looked at Zhu Xu, who was asleep. Suddenly, he felt that Mo Jingyao was really good to Zhu Xu.

It's because she makes good wishes that she loves her family and loves her family. She also makes good wishes.

She found that she and Mo Jingyao had not been separated so clearly.

Because, how to divide is not clear.

It's like she and him, even if he didn't break through the last bottom line to her, but Mo Jingyao had seen everything that should and shouldn't have seen.

Looking at Zhu Xu like this, Yu se finds that she doesn't want to go back to her room.

She was afraid of sleeping alone in that big bed.

Without Mo Jingyao's night, I suddenly got used to it.

In the end, I simply squeezed into a bed with Zhu Xu. Anyway, it was big enough for them to sleep together.

With a little guy with her, listening to his even breath, Simi finally fell asleep.

The metaphor was awakened by the doorbell.

However, no need for her to open the door, I heard Zhu Xu's feet running from the toy room to the door. The little guy woke up long ago, so he rushed to the door as soon as he heard the sound."Who are you?" Yu se went to the door in his morning coat and didn't stop Zhu Xu from opening the door. The little guy had already moved a chair and climbed up to look out through the cat's eye.

Although the little guy is still small, but these simplest daily life is necessary to contact.

"Express delivery, EMS, express need to sign in person, please open the door."

"Then you put the express on the cat's eye and I'll see if it's my aunt's name."

Yu se smiles. The child is very cautious.

Cautious like a little fox.

Then, the little guy's eyes stuck to the cat's eye, and nodded for a moment, "wait, this is the door."

Then, the small body neatly jumped off the chair, was about to move the chair to open the door, a glance saw the metaphor, "Auntie, your express, it seems to be a document."

As soon as he heard that it might be a document, he rushed over with a dart, "I'll take it myself."

At this time, his mind is full of the word "document", and the courier said that he is EMS.

These two together, she finally reflected what kind of express.

Although it has long been determined that you want to study in NaNTU, it is only when the admission notice arrives that it is the final determination.

Simi quickly opened the door, "give it to me."

"The girl is a senior three graduate." The courier handed the document to Yu se, and there was also a pen to ask her to sign for it.

"Mm-hmm, yes."

"That's right. I've already sent the admission notice for one day. Congratulations on your admission to university."

"Thank you." When he finished signing, he opened the file bag excitedly.

Open, a beautiful admission notice arrived.

She looked at her name and worked hard for 12 years, and finally came to the university she was about to go to.

Although it was not the t-school or the same university that she had originally expected, she was relieved when she thought of ANN ma.

After caressing the notice, I felt as if I was dreaming. It was not true at all.