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Chapter 1989

The family gossiped for a while, but they didn’t feel sleepy even after talking about gossip.

Fu Zi was one of the worried ones. She answered the phone halfway through chatting with them and went out to answer the phone. Nan Song didn't hear the content of what they said, but only heard the voice of the other party. It was a female voice. Her voice was as clear and clear as spring water.

Cong, very pleasant to the ear.

The way he speaks makes people feel quite domineering.

Too.

Sister Zi's friends are probably at the level of big shots.

Halfway through the gossip, Luo Yin was still not finished, so she shifted her target to her own people and started chatting about the gossip between Yu Fanyin and Zhao Xu. Yu Fanyin suddenly raised his head.

Suddenly, I felt like I was eating something on my own head.

Except for Yu Jinwen, who was unhappy, everyone else was very optimistic about the pairing of Zhao Xu and Yu Fanyin. They felt that they were a perfect match, and they all started talking about their CP.

"Zhao Xu is very good, he is upright, just like my brother Yu."

He Xiaowen would like to praise him first.

"That's a uniform filter, right?"

Luo Yin quickly dismantled the stage, then set it up herself. She narrowed her eyes and smiled and said, "But there is one thing to say, this man is indeed handsome after putting on the uniform!"

Nan Song looked at his mother's narrowed eyes and already guessed what she wanted to do.

Sure enough, the next second Luo Yin said, "I'll make two sets later for fun."

While she was playing cards, she asked Yu Fengjiao, "Do you want two sets too?"

"ah?"

Yu Fengjiao's face turned slightly red, "I'm... I'm sorry."

"What's there to be embarrassed about? You're always pretty. Are you tired of seeing that guy Ding Mao wearing a white coat all day long? I'll get you a pair of sexy clothes, from a prince, a general, or an imperial doctor. I

I have a friend named Gu Fang who specializes in this."

Luoyin is so generous.

Yu Fengjiao nodded repeatedly, "Teacher Gu Fang, I know, she is very famous!"

Luo Yin gestured boldly, "I'll tell her what you want."

Nan Song and Shu Ying looked at each other, one held their foreheads, and the other couldn't help but smile.

"Oh my god."

Nan Song couldn't help but said: "Does Aunt Fang know that you are advertising her like this outside? It seems that she specializes in...that kind of business. She is not doing her job properly."

Luo Yin ignored her and just leaned over to whisper to Yu Fengjiao, "I'm telling you, she can do that kind of thing. I've had her do it for me several times before..."

The two mothers whispered for a while, and Yu Fengjiao's face turned red and red.

Nan Song didn't dare to listen anymore and sighed softly.

"I'm not being alarmist. If you keep messing with me like this, you will learn bad things sooner or later." Nan Song rested her head on Yu Jinwen's belly, her head rising and falling slightly with his shallow breathing, and her eyebrows furrowed, "Ms. Luo, day by day

to cause trouble."

Yu Jinwen laughed, and his breathing vibrated much more.

Nan Song was a little dizzy from being shaken by him, so she simply got up and lay on top of him, sniffed and sniffed him, "You smell of alcohol, how much have you drunk?"
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