Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 617 The Love and Killing Between the Reader and the Author (37)

Chu Yi, who returned to the room with the package in his arms, looked calm. After throwing the package on the sofa, he picked up his own bowl of noodles and started eating.

"When did you have an extra son?" Song Hanzhang put down the chopsticks in his hand after eating the noodles, and leaned against the back of the chair with a lazy expression like a cat.

On the first day of junior high school, he was still eating the bowl of noodles that was almost mushy. After hearing Song Hanzhang's question, he choked unexpectedly, took the water glass from Song Hanzhang's hand, and after drinking it, the first day of junior high school felt that he had come alive .

"Huh? When did you have an extra son?" Song Hanzhang's eyes were fixed on Chu Yiwang, and then his eyes were on his lower abdomen.

Although they carried out the human creation activity last night, but I have only been with the first day of junior high school for a few months, and my son sent her a package?Could it be that their son is a gourd baby?The kind that can be called grandpa right from birth?

As a writer of novels, Song Hanzhang's imagination is many times stronger than that of ordinary people. After a while, he has already made up his own brain. After the two divorced, the first day of junior high school kept in touch with their children, and the package just now was sent by the first day of junior high school...

Thinking of this, Song Hanzhang's glass heart was so broken that it couldn't be cleaned anymore. He only heard a crackling sound, and Song Hanzhang heard his heart shattered into slag again.

Being stared at by Song Hanzhang like this, Chuyi couldn't eat it no matter how courageous he was. After a dry cough, Chuyi went straight to the living room and took the package.

A small square box, the combined volume is not as big as Song Hanzhang's two hands. The things in the box collided with the box wall with the movement of the first day of junior high school, which made Song Hanzhang even more curious.

What will the "son" of the first grade of junior high school send to the first grade of junior high school?
Unpacking the layers of adhesive tape, Song Hanzhang took a deep breath when he saw that the box was about to be opened on the first day of the lunar new year. Just as he was about to lean over, he saw the box turned upside down by Chu, and there was a crisp sound, and the shining blade was crushed. The sunlight outside the window almost blinded his eyes.

"What the hell is this...!" Song Hanzhang, who was biting his mouth, looked at the blade lying on the dining table in disbelief, and couldn't believe that his son in the first grade of junior high school sent her such things.

Is it because I was abandoned by my mother, so I am full of resentment towards my mother, so I sent these things to my mother?
But as a mother, the first day of junior high school is only 25 years old, right?That son shouldn't be much older, so are all children now so scary?
Song Hanzhang shrank his head after completing all kinds of bloody scenes in his brain. Seeing Chuyi casually picked up a blade on the table, the expression on his face seemed to be very happy, and Song Hanzhang was so scared that he didn't even dare to fart.

"Congratulations, Mr. Song, finally a reader is willing to send you the blade!" Chuyi held the blade in his hand and looked at it carefully, not to mention how happy he was. Pass it up and tell him it's a blade sent in by a reader.

So the 'son' I was afraid of for a long time turned out to be my reader?
Song Hanzhang carefully looked at the blade in Chuyi's hand, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time, he finally has readers, but the reader's hobby is not to vote for rewards, but to send blades. Why?
(End of this chapter)