Zhou Tianfen rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, Wang Yu, tell me honestly that you, Pepe and Lin Yao, always have to choose one, how are you going to choose?"

Wang Yu's mind changed, "I can't choose it, it's not that you blame me!"

"Blame me?" Zhou Tianfen pointed at her nose, "What does it have to do with me?"

Wang Yu nodded, "Yes, what does it have to do with you!"

No one can explain it. The same sentence comes from different people's mouths, but it actually has two completely different meanings.

Zhou Tianfen didn't know what was wrong, but she was very angry. Often, when she beat her son at this time, she could figure out many things that she couldn't understand at once!

So Zhou Tianfen rushed over.

Wang Yu started to play.

Zhou Tianfen reached under the mat and took it for a long time... It's gone?

Turn over and pull out the feather duster from under the coffee table...

Bang!
Chapter completed!