Hello Mr. King

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Ye Zitong didn't know if she was laughing too hard. At this moment, her brain was dull and her vision began to blur.

She was lying on the bed looking at the increasingly unclear ceiling, tears slipped silently from the corners of her eyes, and the words of Tang Zhiyu shattered all the light in her world.

Her hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking, her weak voice blurred: "I...no...regret..."

Although she herself felt sad and ridiculous, even if it fell to the end of today, she did not regret what she had done.

Tang Zhiyu eyed the microhammer, took off the phone, watched it for a few seconds, reached out his hand and hung up.

Dudu's busy sound made Ye Zitong's eyes closed, and the crystal tears slipped from the corners of his eyes. The hand holding the phone was unable to hang down. The sound of the phone hitting the floor alarmed the care of the bathroom.

She quickly ran out and saw that the ECG instrument data changed too fast, and pulled the bell in alarm.

Yun thinks that standing at the door of Gu's house, Song Qian, who answered the phone, whispered in her ear: "Ye Zitong is dead, and Tang Zhiyu passed the phone before death."

For a moment, Yun thought a little bit lost: "It's a pity..."

In addition to Ye Zitong's morbid love for Tang Zhiyu and her fierce means, she is indeed an excellent woman, but unfortunately she drilled the tip of her horns and personally killed her life in the most beautiful years.

Yun Xiang thought that she would quickly put this emotion behind her. She held Liuliu's hand, fearing that the little guy would not be able to see anyone if she ran inadvertently.

The Gu family is also a very authentic old building, but unlike the Song family, their home is a white-walled deva. The decoration in the house is mostly deep eyes. It has a very old and mysterious taste. The garden is decorated with emerald green Cuizhu erases some sense of desolation, which makes people feel comfortable visually.

"Song's youngest son is so big." A pleasant female voice came.

Yun Xiangxiang held Lan Liu and turned his head to see Lan Feng. Although he had only seen Lan Feng three times in total, one was to discuss the expulsion of Tang Zhiyu. The remaining two were once Yun Xiang thought about the second wedding, and the other was Liu. Six full moons.

I'm afraid I didn't even exchange ten sentences in total. But Yun Yun thinks about admiration and love for this elder.

"Sixty-six is ​​to be called Grandma Feng." Yun thinks about teaching sixty-six to say hello.

"Grandma Feng." Liuliu was very clever, with a milky voice, fortunately, the words were clear.

"Hey, can Grandma hug?" Lan Feng held out his hand.

Liuliu looked at Yun immediately and blinked, blinking his eyes, and he knew Yun Son deeply. He knew that Liuliu was unwilling. Song Mian trained his politeness well, so he would not be impolite. Refused, but he always has his own way to show his reluctance.

"Grandma Feng likes you, don't you like Grandma Feng?" Yun thought about teasing him.

Liu Liu lowered his head and tangled for a little while, extending his chubby hand: "Hug."

"Hahahahaha." Lan Feng held Liuliu in his arms, "but it's much more adorable than your father."

"What do you say?" Yun Xiang thought that she was very interested in her husband's childhood, but what happened when she was too young, even if she asked Song Mian, Song Mian would not remember.

"The Song family kid was extremely lonely when he was a child. He walked steadily since he was one year old, and he didn't love to hug him. Even if he was tired, he only took a car. He didn't like us to hug or Song Song. This old man hugs." This unique stinky temper is still fresh in Lan Feng's memory.

"Dad is not good." Liuliu reached a conclusion, and his face was a little proud.

"It's a ghost." Lan Feng couldn't help but pinch the small face of Liuliu. "Do you understand what we are talking about?"

"Giggle giggling..." giggled in sixs and sixs.

Yun thought about looking at his son and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Go, I will take you to meet our juniors." Lan Feng introduced this opportunity.

Originally, the two of them were close, but the Song family was very thin, and Song Mian was very busy. There was no time to interact with other children of this generation. These skin monkeys grew up playing, and only Song Mian learned to grow up. .

Of course, with Song Mian's character, it is likely that he does not like to play with these peers, so that the relationship will inevitably be flat.

Yun thinks of holding Liuliu and following Lanfeng. Not only did he know a lot of people from the Lan family, but also other people from his family. Several of his characters are very good, so he can chat together.

The birthday of the Gu family, the Tang family, was naturally invited. Yun thought about seeing Mr. Tang still generously greeting him with sixty-six, and accompanied him by Mr. Tang Suran.

Tang Zhili's current generation, Tang Zhili is in poor health.

In this way, Tang Suran is the only one who can accompany Mr. Tang.

Not only the Tang family, but also the Shijiachang family...

At a glance, there are still many people I know.

"Mom, Grandpa!" For the first time since Liuliu spoke, attending such a party for the first time, in addition to He Wei's wedding accident, it was also the first time to see so many people. They were able to adapt for a while, but they couldn't adapt for a long time.

Yun thought about it for a while, and even if he didn't find the figure of Song Kai, he held Liu Liu and said hello to everyone, and took Liu Liu to Song Song.

No one was found inside, so they could only go out and find them. Song Yao and Song Qian were all waiting outside. As soon as Yun thought about it, the two of them came up: "What does Mrs. Young need?"

"Six-six to grandpa." Yun thinks helpless, in fact, he also came up with breathability.

She has worked hard to adapt herself, but unfortunately it is a little out of place, just intimate little cotton-padded jacket gave her reasons.

"I'm with Mrs. Young." Song Qian finished talking to Song Yao and then led Yun to think about going to the other side. "Just now the master came out and went to this side."

"Father is alone?" Yun thought about it.

"One person, originally Song Yao wanted to accompany him, the master said no, he just walked away, more clean." Song Qian nodded.

It seems that she is the same. Song Qiao doesn't like to talk to people very much. Song Qiao is the elder who has seen the most able house. He stays at home every day, raises flowers and plants, adjusts spices, pulls erhu, and punches. I don't feel tired of spending a day like this.

"Why don't you give me a chance?"

Yun Xiang thought that he was going to take Song Son to find Song Kai, but suddenly he heard a high-pitched question, and think of this voice Yun Gu, that is Gu Qian.

She and Song Qian immediately stopped and hurriedly took Liuliu to leave the road as silently as possible, standing a little further, so as not to let anyone else enter by mistake, and no sound could be heard at this distance at all.

Song Rong is not yet 60 years old. She has known Song Rong for six or seven years. The time of Song Rong and Song Rong seems to have not changed at all, and she still looks like a standing year.