Xiao Yechen and Xiao Qinghuan went downstairs to have dinner. Read the latest chapter

Ye Weilan put his hands on Perlangodo's shoulder: "Old pervert, you are thinking of my mommy."

Perlangodo glanced at her: "If there is such an obvious thing, you can ask questions?"

Ye Weilan's lips twitched, and her off-line behavior that deviated from time to time from time to time was undoubtedly inherited from this awesome master.

"That little girl--"

"Let me find a reliable driver to send her back tomorrow," Mommy Ye looked at him with a smile: "What you taught me is never to involve innocent people."

The ancestor tilted her eyes: "I taught you, do you still doubt my character?"

Mommy Ye clasped her hands together and prayed: "I was wrong, and I shouldn't doubt the great and noble you."

Perlan Gordon smiled: "Little girl movie."

Miss Ye rubbed his shoulders with a plea.

A holy figure turned over the stairs silently, his eyes fell on the intimate pair of "father and daughter", and a ripples flashed in his eyes. He walked straight behind Ye Weilan without stopping, with two faint words: "Get out of here."

Miss Ye's spine cold and she immediately leaned sideways against the carved railing like a rabbit. Her slender body didn't take up much effort.

His Majesty the Pope walked past her without looking sideways, and his white clothes brushed across her toes, bringing up a cold wind.

Mommy Ye was so wide that she could almost accommodate ten of her stairs, and she was silently tired.

She obviously didn't block the way...

Perlangodo looked at her dissatisfiedly: "You have the best chance?"

Ye Weilan was silent for a second; "Didn't you realize that I've always been very unpromising?" Basically, as soon as His Majesty the Pope spoke, she was almost the same as being thrown into the South Pole...

Perlangodo was so angry: "He doesn't hit you, why are you so afraid of him doing?"

Mommy Ye blinked and patted her forehead: "Yes, why am I so afraid of him?"

Ou Ruoqinghan had never beat her or scolded her. When she angered him, he did not hurt her except for his indifferent tone. Compared to the god of death, he was "friendly" to her, right?

"Next time to straighten your back and fight back."

Mommy Ye thought about it and said weakly: "...I dare not..."

Perlangodo raised his hand and knocked: "If you are so unpromising, don't say that I raised you."

Ye Weilan: "..." How much does this have to do with future prospects?

She suddenly became a little curious: "Old pervert."

Perlangodo turned his head and pretended not to hear it.

"You are also afraid of the pope, right?"

"Am I afraid of him?" Perlangodo immediately turned around and squinted his eyes. Was he underestimated?

"What are your grudges before?" Ye Weilan looked at him with bright eyes: "You and my mommy are close friends, His Majesty the Pope is my mommy's husband. Death loves my mommy deeply. Then are you enemies or friends?"

Perlangodo stared at her.

Ye Weilan's eyes showed expectations.

Perlangodo raised his lips: "Want to know?"

Miss Ye nodded as if thinking, fully expressing her desire: "I want it!"

Perlangodo smiled and turned around and left: "I won't tell you."

Ye Weilan: "..."

She was stuck in her throat in one breath, and she widened her eyes and looked at Perlangodo's back as she walked away, and was about to chase after her.

But one hand grabbed the back collar, Qi Ye's voice sounded in his ears: "Lan, it's time for you to take a nap."

Mommy Ye looked back at her husband: "He he he--"
Chapter completed!