Chapter 798: Naughty boy, a little cute (23)
Chapter 798 Naughty little brother, a little cute (23)
"Do you know what your name is? You are called psychological distortion, called psychopathic, understand?"
"You..." Old lady Li was so angry that she clutched her chest and gasped, her face flushed.
Su Qiao rolled her eyes: "What are you? If you don't let your daughter-in-law to breastfeed, and if you noisy me, I will call the police immediately, believe it or not?"
"Mom, can you stop calling? Do you think I'm not annoying enough to be noisy all day long?"
The man's impatience voice finally floated out of the room over there.
Su Qiao curled his lips contemptuously.
It was really a waste of money who only dared to stay at home. She was so famous that she did not dare to come out.
Lady Li was very unwilling, but her son lost her temper. She could only stare at Su Qiao fiercely, and went back to the house with some gritted teeth.
444 looked stunned: [Host, your combat power... so powerful!]
It is said that the fighting power of an old lady can be as good as ten married women.
But the fighting power of its host...It is estimated that ten more old ladies will not be able to resist it.
I really didn’t expect that its host would be so fierce when it really launched.
It's so...it’s so cool.
"Sister Su..."
Lu Han pushed open the door that was not closed, and looked at the woman in white silk pajamas with her mouth twitching, standing on the balcony carpet with her hips and her feet barefoot.
Unexpectedly...she still has such a pungent side.
This look of cursing the street is really...interesting.
Su Qiao didn't feel embarrassed when he saw it. She dragged her slippers on angrily and went back to the house.
"It's really maddening me. All day long, I know that my daughter-in-law and granddaughter are abused and squeezed, and I don't look at the virtues of her own son. If I were replaced, I would have kicked this kind of man. "
"Also, isn't it the man who gives birth to children?"
"He doesn't have the ability to give birth to a son, but he is embarrassed to come out and yell, and he doesn't feel embarrassed."
Lu Han handed her the glass in his hand: “Sister Su, don’t be angry, come and take a drink.”
Cursed for such a while, Su Qiao was really thirsty.
After took it, he raised his head and ate a bite, put the cup back in his hand, and mumbled:
"Huh, it's really annoying. I finally got inspiration. I wanted to draw a few design drafts tonight, but I was interrupted by this wonderful mother and son."
Hearing this, Lu Han hesitated: "Why don't you... go paint in my room?"
After talking about Lu Han, I regretted it a little.
But it's not easy to go back at this time.
can only continue: "Although there is no balcony on my side, there is a bay window. You can sit on the bay window and paint."
"also."
Su Qiao couldn’t ask for it, so he quickly packed up the information, moved his computer and followed him to the next door.
Luhan’s room is not big, just about twenty square meters.
Concise and clean, mainly gray, Su Qiao glanced quickly and sat on the gray sponge cushion in the bay window.
just right, there is a small table on it for the computer.
Next, the two got along well, one sitting at the computer desk looking at information, the other sitting on the bay window to draw artwork.
Until a cell phone ringing abruptly.
Su Qiao stared at the computer, and took out the phone from the pocket of her pajamas. She didn’t even look at it and opened it: “Hey, who?
"Jojo, it's me, I'm back."
The joyful and deep male voice interrupted Su Qiao's thoughts and brought her thoughts back to reality.
She frowned slightly: "Who?"
"It's me, I just went to study abroad for a month, don't you just forget me?" The man's voice was a little worried.
Su Qiao flipped through the memories in his mind, and quickly met a gentle white figure.
(End of this chapter)
