Chapter 878 : Song Yirou: Just like us called Chenchen
"Thank you Mr. Meng."
Li Qiye smiled at him politely, and then sat down cautiously.
Seeing that her mother was about to come over, Meng Xingchen quickly said to her: "Don't call me Mr. Meng from now on."
"That's right, tell Mr. Meng to see more outsiders! Mo Li is not an outsider now." Han Xiaorou agreed from the side, smiling ambiguously.
Meng Xingchen glanced at her and suddenly said: "Chengge seems to have come to Lincheng. He is not an outsider. Come and live at home."[
With one sentence, Han Xiaorou successfully shut her mouth.
But Li Qiye was puzzled and asked: "What should we call it?"
Han Xiaorou was furious. After thinking about it, she said, "Just like us, her name is Chenchen."
God knows what's wrong with her brother. He really doesn't like others calling him by his nickname. In his words, he is not mature and serious enough.
But now she said it to Qi Li as if she was deliberately retaliating against him.
Before Meng Xingchen had time to refute, he heard Mo Li nod and said: "Okay, thank you Chenchen."
Han Xiaorou saw that Meng Xingchen's usually rigid face seemed to be showing signs of collapse, so she leaned on the sofa and laughed non-stop.
Han Yixing brought the fruit out, stared at Mo Li for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, and said mysteriously: "I'm going to get something."
"Chenchen, do all your homes here look like this?"
Li Li looked around before asking. He saw Han Xiaorou turning on the TV on the wall over there. She was startled, jumped up and hid behind Meng Xingchen.
His eyes looked at the constantly changing images in the square box with fear.
"What is that?"
She pointed at the TV with one finger, her clothes were elegant, and she asked nervously.
The Meng family siblings were slightly startled, and then they remembered that there was no television in ancient times, and they also forgot to introduce her.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. This is a TV. It is for our daily entertainment anyway. Just watch TV when you are bored."
Han Xiaorou shook the remote control in her hand at her, then stretched out her hand to pull her over from behind Meng Xingchen.
"Look, I'm going to teach you how to use it. This is the remote control. Press it over there to change the channel. This is to adjust the volume."