Tang Yuyao turned around and said jokingly: "What's wrong? Uncle, are you worried about your nephew's wisdom? Or are you going to help?"
"Uh..." Li Qingfu looked embarrassed. He had already revealed a secret that he shouldn't have told, and yet he still wanted to help? Isn't that asking for death? He paused for a moment, then said earnestly: "My child, it's time to go home.
"
go home?
If Olin Spring is not really home, then this word has not appeared in Tang Yuyao's dictionary for a long time. His voice was trembling: "Mom, is she okay? Is she still angry with me?"
"She is very good, and she is not angry with you anymore." Li Qingfu said with a smile: "When I went to see my sister last time, I could see that she missed you very much. You should go home and see her when you have time."
"..."
Silence. Tang Yuyao was silent.
He still remembers calling his mother a few months ago, but she still refused to answer. He made his father so angry that his mother would never forgive him, right?
go home.
Why does Tang Yuyao feel that these two words are so far away from him?
…………
An ordinary car drove slowly towards Zhang's Hotel, and the clock hands stopped at ten o'clock.
Thinking of meeting those two disgusting R countrymen again, Feng Zhihe hesitated along the way. Now that she was getting closer and closer to Zhang's Hotel, she became more and more panicked: "Master, I really don't want to go..."
"You still call me master? Is there something wrong?"
Tang Yuyao turned his head and glanced at Feng Zhihe resentfully. He really couldn't understand what Feng Zhihe was thinking. After all, he had agreed to be his wife, so was it so difficult to call him husband?
"..."
Tang Yuyao had said this many times along the way that he would not go, and Feng Zhihe was speechless.
Hey, a husband needs to be well-intentioned! Seeing Feng Zhihe lower his head, Tang Yuyao smiled: "Young Silence is going, right?"
Feng Zhihe held her little hands tightly and glanced at Tang Yuyao secretly. She thought to herself, since she was planning to commit herself to him anyway, wouldn't it be a bad idea to call him husband? It doesn't matter if she calls him early or late... Thinking of this,
He took a slight breath of fragrance and raised his head: "Does it mean that if I call you husband, you don't have to meet those two R countrymen?"
"Are you okay?" Tang Yuyao looked at Feng Zhihe as if she were a monster. Didn't this little witch refuse to call her husband even to death? What's wrong now? She would rather call her husband than witness those two damned people.
A beautiful moment when people from R country died tragically?
Wow? Did you really call me husband? Are you hallucinating?
Tang Yuyao licked the corner of his mouth in disbelief and deliberately picked out his ears: "What did you say? I can't hear you! - Hey, why is the city center getting more and more noisy now? What's going on?"
"You haven't had your ears picked out for a long time!" Feng Zhihe raised the corners of his mouth angrily and stared at Tang Yuyao. He was still the same person who liked to talk nonsense before! It took a lot of effort for him to call his husband... He actually pretended
Can't hear...
"You also know this?" Tang Yuyao opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth: "Are you a fortune teller?"
"..." Feng Zhihe really wanted to forget it. Who was the person she had promised her body to? But she really didn't want to see the disgusting R-country people again. She hesitated for a long time, suppressed her blush, and kept speaking in an extremely low voice.