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Chapter 12: Han Wenfang's Call

Ye Wucheng had opened all the four bottles of Maotai he had brought, and had eaten a lot of the food. At this time, one sentence after another came from the dinner table, "Really, really, I really didn't drink too much, I just drank one glass"

!

Ye Wucheng took his cell phone and explained to Han Wenfang who had just called. Shit! This old turtle didn't just drink one drink, but he drank a lot.

Qingtian's father approached the phone and complained to Han Wenfang on the phone with a smile. Then Han Wenfang's voice came from the phone, it was Lao Qiu!

Come on, Lao Ye, give the phone to Lao Qiu. I'll say a few words to Lao Qiu and I'll take care of you when I get back. After hearing this, Ye Wucheng was about to say something when Qingtian's father snatched the phone away and said

Then, my family Wenfang wanted to talk to me, so she held her cell phone and started talking.

Ye Wucheng was not happy when he heard this, why is your Wenfang my Wenfang! He said, going to grab the phone back, Hey, Wenfang, how are you these days? Is your face still as white as before?

Qingtian's father said this to Han Wenfang on the phone. Han Wenfang on the phone laughed and replied, of course, Lao Qiu, how is the little guy in Qingtian? Has he grown taller?

I didn’t even know that this guy Lao Ye went to your house today and he didn’t even call me. What do you think I should do?

Beat him! If the old turtle doesn't tell you, you should be beaten! Qingtian's father immediately replied, "Qingtian? It's still like that. He and Xiao Liuli go to the same school. Doesn't Xiao Liuli always bring things for my son to eat?"

It saved me a lot of food expenses, hahaha. After all, Ye Wucheng didn't grab the phone yet, so he could only listen to it blankly.

But when she heard Han Wenfang say that she didn't call her, she interrupted and said, who didn't call you? You were obviously playing mahjong with those wealthy ladies, and you didn't even listen.

When Han Wenfang heard this, she laughed out loud in embarrassment, haha, really, that game involved a wild card, I really didn't hear it.

Soon after the two people on the phone finished talking about their daily routine, Qingtian's father returned the phone to Ye Wucheng. Han Wenfang told Ye Wucheng on the phone to tell Ye Liuli to go to bed early. Girls stay up late and have bad skin. Drink some tea to wake up.

After sobering up, I hung up the phone.

Ye Wucheng put his cell phone in his pocket, pointed at Qingtian's father and said, you old loach is out of shape, so I'll make trouble for you!

Come on, let’s have some tea. After saying that, he pulled Ye Wucheng and walked over to the tea set. Seeing that the two of them were no longer noisy, and looking at Ye Liuli who was no longer crying, he said, Liuli, I’m a little bit

I'm tired and want to go back to my room to sleep.

Ye Liuli responded and continued to watch TV. The sky that had just been bright outside the window became dark again. After all, no matter how long the summer days are, they cannot last longer than the long nights, but the light will still come.

After the rain, the temperature in early summer begins to rise. It becomes less cold and has a slight taste of summer. The fresh air is mixed with the smell of earth, which is not felt in the city.

Qingtian's father and Ye Wucheng were enjoying cups of tea on the tea set, but they couldn't stop talking. Old turtle, you see, it's good to be rich, and the cigarettes you smoke are so easy to smoke.

Come on, come on, give me all the cigarettes, or I'll tell our family, Wenfang, that you drank two bottles. Saying this, Qingtian's father went to grab the Chinese cigarettes that Ye Wucheng had just taken out.

Don't grab it, don't grab it, I managed to hide it, your Wenfang is my Wenfang. Where will Liuli and I sleep later?

Ye Wucheng said while dodging. Qingtian's father replied, "You sleep on the sofa, and let Xiao Liuli and my son sleep in the same room."

Ye Wucheng immediately retorted, "Why don't you sleep on the sofa?" After hearing this, Qingtian's father smiled and whispered, "Why don't you sleep in Lao Xia's room? I often clean it. It's very clean. I just thought about it when."

Lao Xia may come back suddenly.
Chapter completed!
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