Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 550

There are probably many princes wearing clown masks in this world, but when it comes to clowns wearing prince masks - there is probably only one, Fan Chen.

After this guy passed out from drunk, it was as if a personality switch had been turned on.

On the way home, I giggled all the way, not to mention, it was special, stupid.

Like now, he said, grabbing the doorknob, "It's chocolate, really."

He kept breaking himself, and even tried to ask Yiwan to be silly with him.

Both Gu Ling and Uncle Zhang couldn't hold him back, so she had no choice but to imitate men's usual appearance and put on a black face.

She frowned and threatened: "Are you going to let go?"

Fan Chen blinked his big innocent eyes, his hands were still tightly glued to the doorknob.

Gusts of cold wind came through the crack of the door, so cold that one really wanted to slap him to death.

However, because Uncle Zhang was still present, "domestic violence" could not be carried out on the spot.

Gu Ling softened her voice, and bent over to hug him: "Fan Chen, good boy, let's close the door first, and I'll give you some chocolate, okay?"

Fan Chen glanced at her half-believingly, she really wanted to slap his head on the spot.

You stinky boy, try to look at me like that again? !

As if she is the leader of some evil force, she is not worthy of trust.

Fan Chen, who was three years old at the time, seemed to think for a while with his eyes down, and finally let go of the doorknob in a dignified manner.

The autumn wind blew his sleeves rustlingly, which felt a bit heroic without context.

Uncle Zhang seized the opportunity and carried him home. Even Gu Ling couldn't help sighing secretly that he was growing stronger.

However, Zhang Shucai had been "old and vigorous" for a few seconds, and suddenly he heard him screaming at the corner of the stairs.

Gu Ling chased after her, and saw Uncle Zhang holding her waist in great pain, while Fan Chen was ruthlessly thrown aside by him, as if he was trying to verify whether the stair railing was candy.

Gu Ling held her forehead, and stepped forward to help Uncle Zhang first.

One needs to be rational, anyway, Fan Chen is considered a late stage idiot, he can't be cured, only one can be saved.

But Uncle Zhang waved his hand like a human being and said, "Young Mistress, I have to trouble you to take care of Young Master tonight."

tonight?What?
Didn't she have nothing to do if he moved him to the bed?

Uncle Zhang's brown eyes flickered with regret: "When the young master is drunk, he tends to be stupid."

Gu Ling glanced at the "children" next to her, and nodded in agreement.

Uncle Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then continued: "Tonight is likely to be a sleepless night."

The old man patted her on the shoulder meaningfully, as if the head of the sect who was about to retire had finally passed on the mantle to a new successor.

Gu Ling finally understood why Uncle Zhang was so meaningful.

When she pulled and pulled Fan Chen onto the bed, he almost threw him back on the bed.

Gu Ling felt her heart was bumped into a mass of blood, and the man smiled softly: "It smells so good, milk biscuits?"

As he said that, he buried his head in Gu Ling's chest...

"Ah! Fan Chen, you stinky rascal!"

Gu Ling's backhand was a palm of the Tathagata, pushing Fan Chen to the floor.

The latter grunted in pain and pretended to cry.

Gu Ling couldn't bear it, and wanted to help her.

But just as she bent down, Fan Chen counterattacked, his eyes flashed a light deeper than the starlight tonight.

"Ah!" A desperate scream came from the room.

Uncle Zhang, who was leaning on the door frame, walked away with a gratified smile, his old waist slightly twisting Samba.

I still remember that as soon as I helped the young master through the stairs, the young master looked at him with clear eyes and said:

"Uncle Zhang..."

Then there was a scene where Uncle Zhang "flashed his waist and supported his orphan".

I have to say that the young master's acting skills are so good that he was even bluffed before.

Uncle Zhang was complacent about his acting skills, and murmured with a smile: "Young Mistress, I'm sorry."

As he said that, the old butler gave a passionate twist.

Our backs are fine~
(End of this chapter)