Chapter 139 The Miss’s Full Body Solution

Chen Tianyun thinks something is wrong with her mother recently.

Her mom has been very fucking wrong lately.

Let’s talk about the old one first. In the past, I would come back at least once or twice a month. This time...

It's almost two months old.

Apart from the occasional phone call or the voice prompt sound of "Zhi Fubao's account is how much money it costs?", there was no more voice from her.

Let’s talk about this younger one. Two days ago, I suddenly wore a serious look like the 19th century, saying that I wanted to go to Zhouzhuang to catch Jian.

The next day, I ran home crying and thought I was catching it. I asked carefully and it seemed that there was no love, but I just cried and made a fuss to break up.

I clearly said that I was spending the night together in a sex hotel yesterday, but what was the trouble?

And you said in front of me that you wanted to break up with your little dad. Have you ever considered the mood of being a daughter?

Is this deadly?

OK, coax and persuade, explain it with emotion and move it with reason, and finally the mood has stabilized a little, and then what?

They were afraid that they would make a comeback.

Xiao Yao knew that everything she did was to allow herself to survive the crisis in front of her smoothly.

"Uh, don't be emotional..."

All in all, this is not the point, the point is that she needs to know what she is doing.

——Separation line—

Is it over? Chen Tianyun is so angry that she gets up.

It seems that she is preparing to participate in a later event.

After listening to it, I realized that my little dad had come back and was calling outside.

"Chen Jie..." A few minutes later, Xiao Yao called out weakly again.

I wanted to throw it away and not forget it, but I guess someone is going to get upset again, so I'd better wash it and ask him to dry it.

In Shen Tianyun's memory of more than ten years of life, her mother has always been a rational, calm, calm, and unstoppable person.

When Chen Tianyun heard the little father finishing the phone call, he hurriedly hid back to 2034. After Xiao Yao came out of the closet, he waved openly and went in again.

Although Chen Tianyun doesn't really believe that her mother can do it, there is no need to gamble, after all...

"Don't cry."

After searching for a long time, I saw the girl wearing a big mask, the brim of the baseball cap was pressed very low, and she was standing across the road, looking at herself quietly.

Without soap, I had to use laundry soap instead and apply it carefully on my feet.

"Stop slapping! I said I knew I was wrong! Don't slap in the face!"

"Oh..." Xiao Yao didn't understand a little: "That is to say, it can enhance the compatibility with his spiritual fortress, right?"

After taking a shower, Chen Tianyun walked through the mirror and returned to Xiao Yao's closet in the room. When she heard something outside, she did not push the door out rashly.

As a result, it is difficult not to disturb the fact that I am with my little father Hu Tian and Hu Di every day.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Chen Tianyun talks to her, and she likes to ignore her and hesitate. She is obviously in the world of wandering around. This mental state is very worrying.

"Xiao Yao, I heard that your new head teacher named Song is starting to cause trouble for you. Is it like to book an extra room in the exam?"

"roll."

"Dad..." Chen Tianyun shouted softly with deep mists.

After washing your right foot, change your left foot and do the same.

For example, threatening to drive yourself out and cut off relationships as long as you dare to have sex before marriage.

Let’s talk about my mother herself. In fact, before she met her father, she was like that… Everyone said, a 30-year-old chu girl.

It's quite like that, my Queen of Habsburg.

Today, I went out for a day, but when I came back, she rushed to the room here to sleep.

Today is Sunday, which is what Christians call "Sunday". Compared to yesterday, people are full of people.

Chen Jie sat upright beside her, holding the string of roses rosary that Yu Luying gave her in her hand, and "The Victim Good Friend" taken out from the slot behind the back of the front chair, her lips were swaying silently.

"No, I mean, what if I go to bed together and recover?"

"It can be understood so."

"Oh." Why do it look like a spy war drama?

"I'm so tired..." Xiao Yao said: "I'll do it tomorrow... Let's sleep with me first... OK, do it, do it! Do it, do it now! Ao!"

When she passed by her bedroom, she saw the little mother sitting on the sofa, holding her father's summer homework in her hand (it should be her father's summer homework?), frowning and her eyes were dull.

Hum? Wait, why did I think of these two things?

It's summer, I'm going to go to bed soon, and I put on my socks at home. Does my little mother still have the problem of coldness?

It's also interesting - this kind of sock that was over the length of ankle was called "middle stockings" in Shen Tianyun's era, but the young parents insisted that this was called "short stockings". The ancients didn't know how they grew.

Is it heather?

"Where are we going?" Xiao Yao asked her: "Are you going to church again?"

“…”

Chen Jie walked barefoot to the soap flakes, raised her legs and placed her right foot in the pool, twisted the faucet to the maximum, and rinsed her feet.

Is this how it is rubbed? Forget it, it's almost done anyway, right?

After washing the socks, squeeze out water with your hands in the palm of your hand, and place the twisted socks next to the gas stove.

This is the room my father lived in when he was young, and the room he lives in now. Although it is the same room, it is very different.

“…”

Objectively speaking, the living conditions here are not livable, and Chen Tianyun also has some bed recognition, so she doesn't sleep well.

His eyes searched for Yu Luying among the old men and women, but he couldn't find it.

...Forget it, I don't bother him yet.

Sometimes my mother is really cruel and ruthless, and she does what she says.

"Thank you." Chen Jie said.

However, Xiao Yao thought about it but did not say this.

"What's wrong with Mr. Xiong?"

Although Xiao Yao is now extremely guilty of his academic abandonment, his physical fatigue quickly robbed his consciousness and fell into a dreamless sleep.

"Yeah, bye."

Such a 48-hour cycle of catching children - checking a room - breaking up - checking a room is like the kind of girl in my class, and she has to be particularly careless.

"...Or come to bed together..."

Something was really wrong with her mother.

Xiao Yao knew that she was angry, but he couldn't imagine it, so he had to reach out and turn off the light: "Then, good night, wife."

It was called by the bear.

The next morning, Chen Jie got up as usual to go for a morning jog. Xiao Yao woke up by her movements and volunteered to accompany her to run.

On the one hand, if there are more brothers and sisters out of thin air, they will have to separate the family property!

On the second side, does this comply with the "Code of Middle School Students" and "Daily Behavioral Code of Middle School Students"?

Xiao Yao frowned: "Don't make noise, I'm thinking hard!"

Well, wait, this isn’t a towel for Xiao Yao to wash his face, right?

The boy walked across the road and stood beside the girl.

Chen Jie didn't say anything. In the dark night, she only heard an inaudible sob.

“…”

If it weren't for his identity, he would have cursed him as a "dog man and woman".

Then there is a water pen.

A racing party drove Harley straight from a distance, making noises that disturbed the people.

What does it taste like...

"Be careful!" Xiao Yao pulled Chen Jie's hand and protected her behind him.

"Who cried?"

I don’t know how long I slept—in fact, it wasn’t long, and it was only ten or twenty minutes long, and the wardrobe door was opened again.
To be continued...