Chuanshu: President, please let go, the cub is not yours!

On the way home, Ping An kept telling his younger sister that he actually understood Uncle Bosi a little bit, Huo Xizhou was his immediate boss, and it was inappropriate to speak ill of the boss in his turf.

Joy and Joy seem determined to draw a line with Uncle Persia, and they don't want to like Uncle Persia anymore.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, Mama will be worried when she sees it later." Ping An rarely hugged the two younger sisters, and he usually said that he was a man and didn't need to be hugged.

Now that the two younger sisters are very sad, he should give up his generous shoulders.

When she got home, Meng Youyou was already busy in the kitchen. When she saw the three little ones coming back, she ran out of the kitchen laughing and waving the big lobster in her hand, "Will, will, will, will you eat Aolong for lunch today, are you happy?"

She and Aolong looked at each other, but that old boy Shang Qing sent someone to honor her early in the morning, it's really nice to have a younger brother, it's really nice to have a rich younger brother.

"Happy." The three little ones squeezed the corners of their mouths stiffly, isn't Mama too secondary?

Soon the three little ones surrounded Meng Youyou, and the unhappiness just now dissipated immediately.

Ma Ma looks happy, which is good.

When eating, San Xiaozhi didn't have much appetite, but Meng Youyou ate heartily.

"Why don't you guys eat it?" Meng Youyou took a bite of Aolong, the meat was plump, and with her Meng's secret sauce, it was delicious~

The three little ones stuffed some random food into their mouths. Seeing the silence of their elder brothers and sisters, they could not bear the joy, "Ma Ma, aren't you angry when Huo Xizhou said that to you?"

"Don't be angry." Meng Youyou shook her head, looking at the three little ones indifferently.

Who is okay to be angry with a dog?

"Do you want me to be sad for a day or two for a month because of other people's slander?" Meng Youyou turned her head, and San Xiaozhi shook her head.

She nodded in satisfaction, and then approached the three little ones opposite, "That's right, what kind of north and south are they? Is it worth my time to cry for them?"

She took another big bite of the shrimp meat, put her hand on her chin and mumbled, "When I have that time, I might as well make a delicious meal."

"Ma Ma is right." San Xiaozhi nodded in agreement.

In the past few days when Meng Youyou participated in the variety show, the progress bar of the female supporting task has moved forward a lot.

This shows that Huo Xizhou is very dissatisfied with her recently, and the more dissatisfied he is with her, the happier he is.

When Meng Youyou thought that she would retire soon, she couldn't help but say a few more words, "Walking on the street, sometimes a dog rushes out and barks twice, I don't have time to sit with it Yell."

The three little ones pursed their lips and snickered, their words were rough and unreasonable, Long live Ma Ma.

Just treat Huo Xizhou as the dog that rushed out on the street, so don't bother with him.

In the afternoon, Meng Youyou took the three little ones to reorganize the garden on the two-story terrace. Autumn is here, and it's time to add new soil and fertilize the flowers, plants and trees.

In the evening, the family of four had a simple meal, and the three little ones desperately wanted Meng Youyou to watch TV with them, but Meng Youyou agreed without even thinking about it.

At first she didn't pay much attention to it, she just thought the title of the TV series that San Xiaozhi chose was quite familiar, until she saw the face of "her" with a non-mainstream hairstyle.

"Ah! Don't look at it, don't look at it, Ping An, you're about to turn it off, turn it off!" Meng Youyou yelled, but she didn't expect that Ping An took the remote control and not only didn't turn it off, but also ran away happily.

Xi Le Huan Yu dragged Meng You You alone, making her unable to move.

San Xiaozhi smirked and said, "Ma Ma, Aunt Xianxian said that "The Little Sister" is your best acting."

"Fart, don't listen to your aunt's nonsense, you guys, my best acting skills will always be in the next one!" Meng Youyou struggled hard to go in a safe direction, happily hugging her arms tightly.

"Mama, let's take a look together."

Meng Youyou was determined not to look at it, and in the end she gave up and lay down on the sofa, covered her ears and closed her eyes tightly, "I can't see anything, I can't hear anything."

"Ma Ma, look quickly, the scene where you are angrily scolding the male lead is coming." Xi Le and Huan Yue stretched out their hands and opened the fingers next to Meng You You's ears, letting out a "chee chee" laugh.

In fact, the four of them knew very well that if Meng Youyou really wanted to break free, the three little ones couldn't stop her at all.

She was just playing with them.

To be honest, Meng Youyou didn't even want to read any of the original owner's previous works.

The last time I saw these works, the three little ones were still in her stomach. That time she vomited directly, and then these works were locked in a small black room by her. I don't know who released these works!

The original owner's acting skills are really terrible, making those stiff and weird expressions with the same face as hers.

The stain, the stain of a lifetime.

On Hefeng Mountain, Huo Xizhou appeared there early.

This time he didn't make too many arrangements for the lawn. According to the analysis report on Lan compiled by the professional team last time, she doesn't seem to like fancy things.

Huo Xizhou stood in front of the lights of Wanjia, the fluorescent light entered his eyes, and his face was soft.

He was finally going to see Lan again.

The phone in his hand lit up and vibrated constantly. He glanced at it, looking at Feihong.

"Azhou, where are you?"

"On the mountain."

"You bastard!"

A growling sound came from the receiver, and at the same time there was the sound of hammering the steering wheel. Huo Xizhou still didn't understand.

"Yes, I'm an asshole. Has Miss Gu gone back?"

Huo Xizhou deliberately missed the family dinner tonight, not against Gu Nanfeng, but those two people who were born but not raised.

"Go back, Ah Zhou, I didn't mean you, you really went too far tonight."

Although Wang Feihong was not present, he knew that Huo Xizhou's biological parents also attended the family dinner today.

Uncle and aunt left him at home after giving birth to Azhou, and ignored him. Now that Azhou has grown up and made some achievements, they want to recognize each other. What a shame.

Wang Feihong couldn't really get angry at the moment.

Huo Xizhou in the last life did not reconcile with them until his death, and it is even more impossible for Huo Xizhou now.

"I know." Huo Xizhou knew that his actions today had caused irreparable harm to Gu Nanfeng, but he could only choose a day to come to apologize and explain clearly.

The faint light of walking appeared in the middle of the mountain, and Huo Xizhou hung up the phone after a few words.

Huo Xizhou stood where he was, his eyes moved slowly following the dim light, and his heart, which had been suffering all day, gradually warmed up.

Lan, whom he had been longing for, finally came again.

Ten minutes later, Lan's car appeared in front of Huo Xizhou.

Huo Xizhou waved to the people in the car, who looked away.

Meng Youyou glanced at the lawn on the right, there was no expensive and troublesome arrangement last time, only a long table, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.

She was still in the same dress as last time, covering her whole body tightly.

Get off the car and go straight to the topic, "Mr. Huo, can we start?"

Huo Xizhou raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised that it was Lan who spoke first.

"Lan, you seem to be in a hurry?"

"Otherwise? Could it be that we can reminisce about the past?"

Huo Xizhou was about to say yes, but saw Lan walking straight to the lawn, "Let's start, start early so that you can give up earlier."