Chapter 111： President Ba's Black Heart 19

Chapter 111 President Ba's Black-hearted Liver 19

But it's not like it.

If you are the same as yourself, then maybe you want to leave your side, right?

Sun Chengyi was thinking about it when he saw the little girl lying on the bed and woke up leisurely.

"Huh, what time is it?" Wen Ling had a good night's sleep. At this moment, he opened his eyes and saw that the room was dark. He couldn't help but asked in a dumb voice.

A small light was turned on in the room, and the light was very dim.

If it weren't for Sun Chengyi sitting here, this light wouldn't be on.

"It's past eight o'clock." Sun Chengyi didn't know why he replied naturally.

It's not like being indifferent.

After reacting, he actually answered Wen Ling's words so normally, and Sun Chengyi was stunned.

"Have you eaten?" After smelling, he touched the phone.

Her mobile phone was on the bed before, but after Sun Chengyi read it, she put it on the bedside table.

"No." Sun Chengyi was silent for a while before he whispered again.

Because of her, I slept well.

That’s why Sun Chengyi told herself that just now to answer her words.

"Didn't the main yard deliver it?" Wen Ling glanced at the phone, and there were a bunch of missed calls.

In addition to Mu Shuning’s, there is also Jiang Lan’s.

I was too lazy to look at it, and the phone was thrown aside.

Just before eight o'clock, the benefactor and himself have not eaten yet.

"Hmm." Sun Chengyi didn't care about the attitude of the main courtyard.

They dare to go too far. It is impossible for Grandpa Sun to ignore them.

The grandson's father is average, and Sun Chenger...

Ah.

It’s just a chicken.

But in the last life, he really died in the hands of the mother and son of the rookie.

Think about it, in my previous life, I was not even as good as a cabbage chicken.

Thinking of this, Sun Chengyi deepened his brows.

Wen Ling had already thrown away the phone, but now he picked it up again.

directly called the aunt at the main courtyard.

"Bring supper here." After speaking, Wen Ling hung up the phone, too lazy to listen to their whispering BB over there.

Anyway, these people are accustomed to stepping on lows. In order to please Jiang Lan, small tricks are not small.

More than forty minutes later, the main courtyard sent someone to push the dining car.

is the dinner delivered, it’s really...

It’s hard to say.

Compared with Jiang Lan's dinner, Wen Ling's dinner can only be said to be daily.

Four dishes, a soup, rice and dumplings.

And Mr. Sun did not come back tonight, Jiang Lan and Mu Shuning were eating together at the main courtyard, oh yes, there are two more.

Sun Chenger’s younger sister, Sun Heya, and Sun Heya’s younger cousin, Zhao Yue.

I don’t know why, I came here today.

Thinking about it carefully, and then I understand.

Now it’s winter vacation, Sun Heya is in college, and so is Zhao Yue.

Two people are in the same school, but not in the same major.

Now it’s a holiday, I’m back home, I want to play together.

The dinner for the four people opposite was eight dishes and two soups.

There are lobsters transported by air in the middle, as well as other precious things.

But when I am here, the best dish is chicken and potatoes...

Wen Ling smiled after reading it.

"Aunt Chen asked to push over?" Wen Ling asked, watching the dining car come over.

The two aunts originally wanted to deal with it.

As a result, he was taken aback by Wen Ling's sound.

Small ginseng essence has a soft voice, but it's a set after another to bluff people.

'S deliberately lowered voice, mixed with a bit of coldness, made the two aunts nodded in panic.

"Heh." Wen Ling sneered when he heard it.

(End of this chapter)