Ye Huanyu tightened his knuckles, grabbed the newspaper and shook Yun Bufan's peach blossom face, "Which eye can tell that it's me! I'm crazy!"

As she said that, she was about to close the door.

"Ah—" Yun Bufan wailed, "Feet...foot hurts..."

Ye Huanyu lowered her eyes and looked at the big feet wearing a bear slippers being squeezed into the crack of the door. She couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Yun Bufan, take away your pig's hooves! You are very, very young, childish!"

"No!" Yun Bufan looked slutty, "It's you in the newspaper! With my ability to have a sharp eye, I will never recognize the wrong person! Please tell me... Yu Huanye, Huanye, Ye, Xiaoyeye..."

Hiss... Ye Huanyu shivered suddenly and glared at Yun Bufan fiercely, "Please straighten your tongue and talk! Don't let the food last night be vomited!"

While Yun Bufan said, he shamelessly squeezed the mammoth's body into the crack of the door, pointed to the back of Qi Yemo's head, and smiled bitterly, "Hehe! Then tell me, who is this man to you?"

He didn't ask who it was, he asked directly, 'Who is yours?'

Ye Huanyu's face turned pale!

"How do I know! Are you annoying? You all said that woman is not me!"

Ye Huanyu deliberately stepped on Yun Bufan with anger, "I ran over early in the morning to ask some unnutritious gossip. Yun Bufan, I seriously doubt whether you are a paparazzi?"

"Paparazzi?" Yun Bufan widened his eyes, endured the pain of being trampled by her, and blocked the crack in the door to prevent her from closing. "Young Master as tall and mighty as me, you actually said I was a paparazzi?"

Ye Huanyu rolled his eyes patiently and kicked him in the foot, "OK! Can you please move your pig's hooves?"

Yun Bufan endured it and shook his head firmly. One foot was still tenaciously stuck in the crack of the door. He glanced at her again in a mysterious way. Although this woman had a chicken coop, she was sleepy and had an impatient look, she seemed to be a long way from the beautiful women he knew.

However, what Yun Bufan cannot deny is that the woman's face and skin are blown and can be broken. Her small and delicate facial features seem to be made by an artist, especially her black and clear eyes that seem to be as fresh, clean and pure as if she saw it. It is really touching.

Yun Bufan's heart touched secretly, "Your swollen walnut eyes tell me, you must have cried last night!" Then, he raised the newspaper in his hand, "Although you deny it, I'm sure the woman in this photo must be you! Then, this man with only back should be Yang Yang's father...isn't it?"

Ye Huanyu's heart tightened, and the hand holding the door handle tightly rose up. She glared at Yun Bufan fiercely. Just as she was about to deny it again, she heard a sound of footsteps jumping in the inner room-

"Yangyang's father?" Yangyang's soft and soft voice raised lazily, "Is Birdman's father here?"

Yun Bufan rubbed his eyes, walked to Ye Huanyu, raised his cerebral and looked through the crack in the door...

"Hi!" When Yun Bufan heard Yang Yang's words, his eyes immediately shone, and he squeezed out a dog-legged smile on his face, "Yang Yang, good morning!"
Chapter completed!