After Those Years of Misery

Khan, big brother, is it good to watch this way, Tong Wenya wailed in her heart.

Someone's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes are full of warning.

"I said, those are all over. There is nothing else to hang up." Tong Wenya said as calmly as possible, and went to hang up again, but Chun Yuchen blocked her hand again.

"Tongtong, I also said that I will not give up on you."

"Uncle handsome, why haven't you come yet? I'm dead! I'm dead at the tenth level!" Little Corgi shouted.

"Is he in your room?" Song Chengsi asked.

"That's right, so don't call and harass her anymore, she has a man." Chun Yuchen cut off the phone with a face, turned off the phone, and threw the phone into Tong Wenya's hand.

"Hey, it's very impolite for you to speak for someone like this."

"I asked you to tell him, don't call you in the future, you didn't say, so I had to say it for you." Chun Yuchen's face is still ugly.

Had it not been for agreeing to Corgi to play games with him, he would have crushed her on the sofa by now.

"Didn't I say that those are all over?"

"Not enough strength, let him roll next time!" After shaking off these words, Chun Yuchen went to the study with a straight face.

Tong Wenya looked at the phone that had been turned off, and felt a little sorry. Song Chengsi only cared about her, and he was right. Feelings are not like an alarm clock, so you can stop with a single click. It seems that she also spent four years trying to forget, but by this time, she can't say that she has completely forgotten Song Chengsi.

Little Corgi's admiration kept coming from the study: "Wow, handsome uncle, you are great!"

"Wow, handsome uncle, you are so amazing! I admire you so much!"

This dead boy, when she played games with him, why didn't she admire him so much.

The two of them were completely forgetful when playing. Tong Wenya simply turned on and wanted to play a game. There were several unread text messages in the text box, all of which were sent by Song Chengsi.

Nothing, blank text message.

This is a game they often played before. He said that a man sometimes couldn't speak a thousand words, so he only used blanks.

After a while, Tong Wenya clicked the delete button.

If Chun Yuchen were Xiao Ye, she would bravely fight alongside him and give her children a complete home.

"This is the end of today. Your little eyes are not suitable for watching the computer for too long." Chun Yuchen reached out and turned off the computer. Little Keji hasn't played enough yet.

"How late I play, my mommy doesn't care. Sometimes she goes to investigate the case, and I play late and late alone." Little Corgi said unconvincingly.

"She's really unqualified as a mother, she will listen to me in the future."

"Why, you are not my Barbie."

"That's not true, what if I will be you Barbie from now on!"

"Wow, you don't really like my mommy. You know I matched her and my Nangong Barbie for a long time, but my mommy is not tempted."

Wait... Chun Yuchen seems to have captured some unusual information.

"You say it again, who did you match your mom with for a long time?"

"Nangong Barbie?"

"Why do you call your father Nangong Barbie? He is not your biological father?"

"Huh?" Little Corgi's eyes rolled and turned, a little embarrassed.

"Tell me, I want to listen to the truth. It is wrong for children to lie."

"That's right, but Mommy asked me to promise her, no matter who asks, I will say that Nangong Barbie is my pro..."

"Are you two over yet?" Tong Wenya seemed to have heard the discussion about her biological father, and hurriedly walked over and knocked on the door, which happened to interrupt Little Corgi.

"You wait!" Chun Yuchen said coldly.

Waiting for her to be a fool, Tong Wenya turned the door open and pretended not to hear anything.

"Son, Mommy will take you to bed. It's so late, and Uncle Handsome will go back to sleep, you know?"

Little Corgi is embarrassed. Mommy came in and saved him. He slyly followed Mommy's words, and the little devil said: "I see, handsome uncle, you go back to sleep quickly, will we play together tomorrow? "

"You are such a man, why do you want Mommy to take you to sleep? Go to that room to sleep by yourself, I want to talk to your mommy."

"Talk about things again? Why do you have so many things to talk about?" Little Corgi asked.

"That's right, we actually have nothing to talk about. You go back soon, Young Master Chunyu. It's so late. It's not appropriate for you to stay in the single mother's room. And your fiancee still lives next door. If she finds out, I will It's a terrible death."

Without even looking at her, Chun Yuchen picked up the child and sent it to the small bedroom.

"Uncle handsome, are you angry?" Little Corgi asked in a low voice.

"No."

"You are angry, you are not handsome when you are angry."

brat! Chun Yuchen stretched out his hand and shaved his little nose, "Is this handsome?" He compared the shape of his chin on the chin, and Xiao Keji smiled, "It's much more handsome this time."

"Then you can sleep alone."

"Good." Little Corgi took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, lay down on his own, and pulled the quilt.

Chun Yuchen stuffed the quilt for him, turned to go out, and heard the little Keji behind him seriously say: "Handsome uncle, I'm very happy for you to chase my mommy, but don't bully her, mommy is very poor."

Chun Yuchen was startled and nodded, "Well, don't bully her."

Can she be honest without bullying her?

Back in the living room, there was no trace of Tong Wenya, she went into the bedroom and hid.

Chun Yuchen stood at the door of her bedroom and said solemnly: "Open the door!"

"It's late, don't open, you go back quickly."

"Dare not open? Don't regret it!"

What the **** is this **** doing? Anyway, it's not a good thing, forcing her to answer the child's father's question, maybe even stronger her.

But is it really useful to hold it like this? He has the key here, and he doesn't seem to have a good fruit to provoke him.

What happened? It was fine at the beginning, but it became like this again, alas.

"One, two..."

Tong Wenya swished and opened the door, and said angrily: "What to count, who doesn't know you will be one, two, three, bastard."

He wasn't in the mood to make jokes with her, and as soon as he entered the door he asked her with a calm face, "Let's talk, who is the child?"

"Whose what? Isn't it Nangong Zhe's? What did I lie to you!"

The ghost knows what you lied to me, anyway you lied.

"Do I need to take their samples to make DNA?" Chun Yuchen asked through gritted teeth.

"Sick, what DNA, who owns who loves, it's not yours anyway, what's up to you!" Tong Wenya cried with a guilty conscience.

"Song Chengsi? It's his, right?" He obviously wouldn't let it go easily, and continued to ask.

"Didn't it have nothing to do with you?"

"You have something to do with me, he has something to do with me!" He forced her to the door and pressed her body hard.

"I have a wool relationship with you, you let me go."