"Click!"

Feng Chu finished, angrily hung up the phone.

Yunqiao shook his head, put the phone back on the desk and muttered: "yes, how do you know me so well? I like the soup of the cook. After all, in the palace, pigeons are used to convey messages, but not for stewing. I still overcome the psychological barrier and dare to drink Gong Sheng's light reply: "I know. I'll go back. "

Gong Qing: "what do you mean! Remember to bring Joe back

Gong Sheng raises eyebrows: "she No need. "

That stupid woman will certainly make trouble when she comes back to her old house.

Gong Qing: "your grandfather hasn't seen her yet. Bring it back to your grandfather."

Ha ha, that stupid woman. I didn't expect that many people would like to see it.

Palace Saint lip angle slightly cocked up: "later again."

Gong Qing: "we'll talk about it later! If you don't bring it back, do you want me to take my grandfather and your mother to your shabby house and visit your daughter-in-law in person? "

Gong Sheng:

Why do you feel like your father and daughter-in-law?

They call their own good Moyuan No. 1 as "broken house"?

And they like to threaten themselves both inside and outside.

Gong Sheng nodded helplessly and promised, "you don't want to come. I'll take her there."

At this moment, I don't know why, he was a little glad of his decision yesterday.

It's right to postpone the divorce with Yunqiao.

Otherwise, if the elder of the family wants to see his granddaughter-in-law today, how can he answer it?

Therefore, he had foresight yesterday and rationally postponed the divorce.

It's definitely not emotional.

It must be.

Gong Sheng put up the phone and pushed the door in.

As soon as he entered the living room, he frowned!

Why is the paste so strong?

And it's full of smoke?

Is the house on fire?

"Zhang Bo?" He raised his voice.

As a result, Zhang Bo, who had white hair and turned into black charcoal, came out of the kitchen with two cooking pots at the bottom of the pot. He was still protecting Yunqiao with one hand: "Miss Qiao, are you ok? Come on, wet towel must cover your nose tightly. You go upstairs to the bathroom to avoid it, and I'll clean up the mess... "

Yun Qiaoben wanted to make a dark dish, such as chili pigeon soup, to scare Gong Sheng who came back late at night.

Better let him unprepared, eat a mouthful, and then spit a mouthful, ha ha!

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