My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 397: 1 word, take it!

Back to neighborhood, as soon as the car door opened, Jinzi, who had been holding back in the car for a long time, couldn't help but jumped out. It ignored Yang Guo and Qiqi, and ran back home from the parking lot.

Because of her wet body, Yang Guo had been using Qiqi blankets to cushion her buttocks before. This time it was also used to hold Qiqi's body to prevent her from touching her body.

"Papa, don't take your clothes off in the bath!" Qiqi said with a grin.

"Dad took a bath there? Dad didn't take a bath!" Yang Guo was still thinking about what happened just now. Qiqi's Yang Guo responded without thinking about it.

"The Papa hair is still wet!" Qiqi pursed his mouth unconvincedly, and said, "Qiqi bath hair is also wet."

"Oh, Dad didn't get wet in the bath." Yang Guo smiled, "Daddy just got caught in the rain, you see, it's still raining heavily outside." He held his daughter to the parking lot leading to the passageway to the residential building. At the window, point out to show her.

"Why is Papa getting in the rain? Is it fun to get in the rain?" Qiqi asked curiously.

"Because my dad did something wrong, I have to stand in the rain and beg for Beibei's forgiveness." Yang Guo explained, "It's not fun to get caught in the rain. If you get caught in the rain, you did something wrong with Qiqi. Daddy wants you to stop The same is a punishment."

Qiqi nodded as if understanding or not, her face showed a fearful expression, she took her father's hand, shook it, and said a little like coquettishly: "Papa, Qiqi begs Beibei not to let Papa drip Rain, after Papa, don’t let Qiqi stop fine, okay?"

"That won't work. If you do something wrong, you must be punished so that you won't do it again next time." Yang Guo said with a smile, "So Qiqi and dad must behave well, right."

"Right." Qiqi thought about it carefully, nodded and said.

Back to the apartment, Song Zhiwen was already standing there with his door open.

"Hey, I said Old Guo, can you be optimistic about this stupid dog?" Song Zhiwen reluctantly stuck his chest in and stood there and said, "I ran to scratch my door all day and it was so noisy."

Yang Guo ignored his complaint, took out the key to open the door, smiled and asked: "Why did you come back so early today?"

"Go out to do something with the leader. When it rains, I just go home." Song Zhiwen put on a grin, "Just come back and see if you have brought your little girlfriend home."

Yang Guo is going to confess today. He didn't hide this matter from Song Zhiwen. There are many confession procedures. Yang Guo still asked Song Zhiwen, the former prodigal son of love, for advice!

"Is there any little girlfriend." Yang Guo opened the door and smiled softly, not sad or happy.

"No, am I wrong?" Song Zhiwen got into the Yang Guo room. Before entering, he closed his door easily. Jinzi jumped past his feet and ran home excitedly Rolling inside.

"It's today!" Song Zhiwen glanced at the time on the phone, raised his head questioningly, and asked, "You made it so wet. Could it be that you failed to confess?"

Yang Guo put her daughter down, then shook her head, and said: "It's not a failure. She said that we should give some time, we both must think about it."

"What the **** is going on?" Song Zhiwen's gossip fire was blazing. He followed Yang Guo into the bedroom, walked out, and walked to the bathroom, asking tirelessly.

Yang Guo held the bathroom door in one hand, turned to look at Song Zhiwen, and asked helplessly: "I want to change my clothes, and you have to follow up."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut and turned Song Zhiwen away.

"Hey, don't bring such a screaming appetite!" Song Zhiwen shouted twice outside the door, and found no effect, Yang Guo had already taken a shower inside.

Song Zhiwen had no choice but to give up, he took a chair and sat in front of the bathroom door, wanting to wait for Yang Guo to come out and ask. However, upon hearing Qiqi holding a few cloth Doll talking to himself over there, Song Zhiwen's eyes rolled around and he turned his head towards Qiqi.

"Qiqi." Song Zhiwen said with a smile, "You said, Uncle Wenzi is usually good to you?"

Qiqi tilted his head for a moment, shook his head and said, "Not good."

Song Zhiwen almost choked to death by the answer of Qiqi, he said angrily: "How could it be bad? You see Uncle Wenzi often buys you many beautiful clothes!"

This is true, but most of the time it was Qiqi's dry grandma Liu Suqin who twisted his ears and forced him to buy it. Except for his sister, Song Zhiwen himself was too lazy to go shopping!

However, Qiqi doesn't know, she thought about it, nodded, and said: "Well, Uncle Wenzi is very good for Qiqi."

"That's right!" Song Zhiwen said with satisfaction, "Then Qiqi, tell Uncle Wenzi, how did your father get so much rain today?"

"I know!" Qiqi said happily, "because Papa did something wrong!"

"What did your dad do wrong?" Song Zhiwen asked intently.

"I did it wrong..." Qiqi thought for a while and said, "Qiqi, it's not right, it's Papa that made Beibei angry."

Song Zhiwen felt that he had dug up the big news, he continued to ask excitedly: "How did he make Fang Beibei angry?"

"It's Beibei," Qiqi seriously corrected Song Zhiwen's language error.

"Yes, it is Beibei," Song Zhiwen ignored Qiqi and asked, "Then how did your father make Beibei angry?"

"Because Papa wants Beibei to be a girlfriend!" Qiqi naively thought that his girlfriend was a thing, and said to Song Zhiwen gruffly, "So Beibei is angry! Uncle Wenzi, what is a girlfriend? ?"

"Girlfriend, girlfriend..." Song Zhiwen suddenly found out that Qiqi had been taken in a ditch. The strange logic and understanding of Qiqi made Song Zhiwen even more confused, and he was even more confused!

"Okay, don't trick Qiqi, let's play with Qiqi." Yang Guo's voice sounded, he has come out, and he is wiping his head while walking over and saying, "You want to know that, I'll tell you Come on!"

Yang Guo began to talk to Song Zhiwen about the confession today.

"Wait!" Song Zhiwen hasn't finished listening~IndoMTL.com~ interrupted, "Isn't it, she said that? Seven percent...seven..." I changed my mind and couldn't remember Song Zhiwen. Live at this value.

"78.4%. Yes, Beibei said it." Yang Guo replied.

"I'm dizzy, isn't this Fang Beibei a mathematics student?" Song Zhiwen said, clutching his head.

"Yes, she studies mathematics." Yang Guo nodded and said.

After finishing the whole process, Song Zhiwen looked up at the sky—the ceiling was silent and choked. He sighed: "You can still toss like this...I now begin to know why you like her so much. A couple!"

Song Zhiwen waved a palm in the direction of Yang Guo and murmured: "No need to say anything, one word, take it!"

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