Chapter 881: Song Yirou: What are the two of them doing in the bathroom?
"Just buy it again, but don't be so reckless next time. Li Qiye comes here and Auntie will take pictures for you."
Han Yixing waved his hand and pulled Li Li aside.
Her skirt was a little dirty and there was some dust on her face. Han Yixing frowned and pulled her to the bathroom.
Meng Xingchen turned away with two words about smashing the TV.
Han Xiaorou curled her lips, a little dissatisfied, why is her brother such a weirdo?[
Meng Xingchen, however, followed him to the bathroom uneasy, where his mother was pushing Mo Li to the sink and asking her to wash her face.
Mo Li stood blankly, Han Yixing looked at her strangely.
Meng Xingchen sighed and then said: "Mom, please come out."
"What are you doing? You need to go to the bathroom and go upstairs, but you don't see a girl washing her face." Han Yixing frowned, dissatisfied that his son also ran to the bathroom.
Mo Li was at a loss when he saw Meng Xingchen and immediately laughed, "Chenchen, you are here."
Han Yixing almost choked on his own saliva. What were the two of them doing in the bathroom?
Han Xiaorou suppressed her laughter and crossed over from the sofa, "Mom, you go sit down first and I'll help her. Also, brother, this girl is washing her face, what are you looking at!"
She always seemed to want to get a fight with him, and she was glaring at him particularly deliberately at this moment.
Meng Xingchen didn't say anything and walked to the sofa.
The more Han Yixing thought about it, the weirder he got, and he followed his son directly, leaving Han Xiaorou there to instruct Li Li on how to turn on and off the faucet.
"Chenchen, what are you two siblings doing?"
Don't think that she really can't see it. This girl named Mo Li is really weird.
How strong is she that she can hit a fly and smash the TV?
"Mom, actually, you should be able to accept it. By the way, are you still writing novels recently?"
Meng Xingchen decided to give her a vaccination.
Han Yixing glared at him, "Don't even think about changing the subject!"
It turned out that she didn't take certain things to heart, so she let him turn away, but now that she was not only curious about such a weird thing, she also had the responsibility to ask.
"I haven't forwarded it. Do you remember the time-traveling novel you originally wrote? Mo Li, she may not be from our era."