Chapter 915: Long Blessed Ancestor (31)
As a normal modern person, if you suddenly hear this sentence, you will definitely have to react for a while.
"I..."
"Zhou Ye!"
In the darkness, a rapid and angry voice suddenly came out. It sounded very young and a bit immature. The anger was mixed with a bit of grievance and sadness. From the sound, everyone would think that this person named Zhou Ye must be someone. A heartless man.
"I've been looking for you for so long, but you haven't looked for me for so many days!!"
Zhou Ye was startled and stopped for a moment. Before she could realize what was going on, a dazzling white light suddenly shot out from the corner of the corridor, facing her face.
Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure walking out holding the light.
No matter who it was, her fist was already hard.
Against the light, someone walked out, Zhou Ye's face was sullen, and his voice was mixed with anger.
"Move the light."
From this voice, she could already tell who it was.
Sure enough, the next second, he threw away the light as if he was angry, his round eyes were full of resentment, which could almost compete with Zhou Ye's temper. He stared at Zhou Ye, because there were too many things piled up, he I almost don’t know where to start.
"You...you, why don't you come to work here!"
Zhou Ye looked at his childish face, and inexplicably, the anger that had just accumulated in his heart disappeared.
“I don’t want to go.”
"Then why don't you tell me? I can't find you, and I don't answer my calls. What do you want?"
Like the young daughter-in-law's complaint of grievance, she is still the kind who automatically surrenders.
The conversation didn't sound right.
Zhou Ye was impatient. She was very sleepy and had no energy to argue with this person.
"If you don't go, you don't go. Get out of the way." "Who is he?"
Aowu diverted his attention and looked at the figure standing behind Zhou Ye.
It was dark and light, and he couldn't see the man's face at all, but looking at the figure, he was definitely a man.
Now, it’s okay. I don’t want to let him go. I still have to help her raise her children. I don’t care if I help her raise her children. I feel free and unrestrained!
I ran to find the man and took him home in the middle of the night!
Aowu is a majestic dragon, but he is still a little dragon with yellow flowers. Even a girl's hand is held and he has to help others raise children. It is better for this mother to run out and be cool by herself.
Zhou Ye, on the other hand, had no idea where Aowu's inexplicable anger and grievance came from.
She pressed Ziji's temple tiredly, raised her feet and planned to leave.
Aww followed closely.
"We need to have a good chat."
It turns out that Zhou Ye couldn't get rid of him, so if anything happened, Aowu would tell him on the spot, and no matter what, Zhou Ye would eventually give in because he couldn't stand being pestered.
But things were different now, he couldn't follow her step by step.
In the beginning, Aowu would be complacent about his liberation and freedom. Later, after he was unable to contact Zhou Ye, his hidden dependence on Zhou Ye was exposed.
In the end, Zhou Ye let him go upstairs.
Zhou Ye couldn't resist because he was sobbing, fussing and refusing to give in.
She has a bad temper and is not easy to mess with, but she doesn't have that much dislike for Aowu. On the contrary, she is somewhat strangely patient with him.
Just like that, there were two more men in the small living room, one was taller than the other, and one took up more space than the other.
Zhou Ye groped in the dark to find the switch. Her house was old and the switch at the entrance had long been broken. Now the one at the bedroom door still worked. She could only take off her shoes first to stop the two people from moving.
(End of chapter)