"Come home quickly, let's celebrate together! That... don't call them here this time! We are both at home, just celebrate it casually!" Tang Buhuai tried carefully.

Although I just said it casually to celebrate, but in fact, what I thought was...

Only by celebrating alone with Murong Jinyan can people feel more excited.

"Congratulations on you little candy." Murong Jinyan said this only, and then explained, "Candy, I may be busy lately and I don't have much time to go home, you... Otherwise, you will go back to your parents first, and you will have no major impact when you go back. Report your safety and tell them all the good news..."

"Oh... I understand, Brother Jinyan, you don't need to say anything more." Tang Buhua was still very happy just now, but at this moment, he seemed to have a balloon that had been poked into a hole, and he was suddenly deflated.

Yes, Murong Jinyan had previously said that she would take care of her and she could go home after she had finished her arms.

She is so stupid!

She treated her injured as a person who was...had she...had lived together.

Once your arms are ready, you can go home. That's right.

Murong Jinyan also has a lot of work to do, and it is impossible for him to revolve around him all day long.

But in fact... she just needs to wait until he gets home, she is not that clingy...

never mind……

"I'll leave right away." Tang Buhua couldn't help but answered angrily.

"No, Candy, if you want to live, you can continue...it will do whatever you want." Murong Jinyan said the truth, but to Tang Buhuan's sound, he felt that he was just perfunctory to her.

Tang Buhua pursed his lips, and knew that his answer just now seemed a little willful.

"I'm sorry." Tang Buhua said a little depressedly, "I'm sorry, Brother Jinyan, I...I didn't mean to talk to you with this attitude."

"No need to apologize, this time... it was my fault." Murong Jinyan's voice still couldn't hear any emotion, "Is there anything else?"

Unexpectedly, he didn't care whether he wanted to go back or stay.

Murong Jinyan is always like this, with a stereotyped voice and a stereotyped attitude. Never look at what he is thinking and what he wants from his words and expressions.

"No." Tang Buhua originally wanted to ask something, but he opened his mouth, but found that he had forgotten.

Tang Buhua returned to his parents with a little depressed depression. She went to open the door in a depressed state and bowed her head in a depressed state.

"Well...why are you doing?"

I heard her mommy's voice...

Tang Doudu's voice was a little shy. Tang Buhua sighed, and he realized that he... it seemed that he should not come back. She sat down silently in the entrance.

"Stop doing this! Let go! If the children come back and see you, you will say you are disrespectful!"

"Do you think I'm old?"

You are not old at all?
Chapter completed!