At this moment, a small red speaker on Xiangjiang's computer suddenly started beeping.
Xiangjiang took a look, and his evil smile became more obvious.
Arrogant Baby: Mr. Chu, are you sure you want to track my IP address?
Mr. Chu:......
Arrogant Baby: Don’t blame me for not reminding you. By then, you will get countless... those... pornographic websites... expressions of wiping sweat.
Mr. Chu: Cold sweat...
Chu Feiyang looked a little frightened. Before he could react, countless URLs appeared...
On the other side of the computer, Xiangjiang and Xiangshan looked at Mr. Chu's profile picture and couldn't help but smile at each other. Dad, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. We will photograph you on the beach. I don't know when you know that Arrogant Baby is you.
When you have a son, do you feel particularly proud?
Thinking that Mr. Chu was restoring the computer in depression at this time, the two little guys were in a particularly good mood. They got into bed and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, Xiang Cheng ran to the village canteen, picked up the public phone, and finally dialed the familiar number.
"Who is it?" Ma Que's lazily voice sounded, obviously lying in bed.
Xiangcheng couldn't help but laugh, thinking of the woman's dazed look: "Birdman..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his nose turned slightly sour.
There was silence on the other end of the phone. Just a moment later, a loud voice came: "Who are you?"
"Bird, I am a bug." Xiang Cheng sniffed, then raised his head again to prevent tears from falling.
"Wait a minute." There was a noise on the phone, as if the phone was placed on the table, and then there was a sound of footsteps going away, but after a while they came back and picked up the phone again.
His voice was much clearer, as if he had washed his face, "Hey, who do you think you are?"
"Bird, I am a bug." Xiangcheng shook her head funny, "You are not dreaming, I am really a bug... I miss you so much..."
"Wow..." Ma Que suddenly burst into tears after being stunned for one and a third of a second, "You dead man, why are you willing not to call me for seven years?" After a long time, he finally stopped crying.
"Bed bug, where have you been these past years? How have you been?"