Hey, let go of that bamboo horse!

Chapter 711 Addicted to K-songs and unable to extricate themselves (1)

Last night at three o'clock last night, I saw that the Wen's house across the street was still lit. It's really hard to say that the adults are not as crazy as they are when they get high.

Li Mufeng went to Wen Yu's house to get her a mobile phone and a change of clothes. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the two of them lying on the couch and lying on the single sofa, the kind of legs and buttocks on the sofa. The lying posture of the body and head on the ground.

Li Mufeng was neither advancing nor retreating in the living room.

"..." Are these two people really people's teachers?Li Mufeng had seen this before. He went out to play with a group of roommates in adolescence, stayed in the dormitory by himself, and when they came back at night, they were drunk.

Of course, that group of dormmates who are all over the place must not be as lucky as our Young Master Li to clean up the mess himself.

He seemed to have conceived in his mind a tragic scene where Wen Yu had just been born, the two of them went out to play and then let him, a one-year-old baby, watch the child.

It's really hard to imagine how these two people, who are so lively and active in their temperament, think big of them.

Didn't I drink washing powder as milk powder when I was a child?

Really think carefully.

After a while, Li Mufeng sighed helplessly, thinking that Wen Yu would definitely not wake up in a short time, so he began to tidy up the situation for them temporarily.

While tidying up, he thought depressedly, he is really a good example of a good husband and father.

Turn off the stereo that has not been turned off all night, clean up the snack bags on the ground, hold my mother to keep her away from such a horrible posture, at least put her body on the sofa in a serious manner , with his legs resting on one side of the single sofa, and his head resting on the armrest on the other side.

A young man hugged a woman and posed in a pose, which made his waist sore and back ache from exhaustion.

Mom, you should lose weight.

Li Mufeng roared in his heart, if it was Wen Yue, he would have no problem hugging him for a whole day.

Li Mufeng tried to pat them and let the two mothers go to sleep in the room. The two slept like dead pigs and couldn't wake them up.

Just let them sleep first, it's none of his business to sleep on stiff necks with such high and hard armrests.

Li Mufeng originally held the attitude of "I'm calling you, if you don't wake up, I can't do anything", went upstairs and found Wen Yu's room familiarly, put her change of clothes between her armpits and left, with her hands Still holding her cell phone.

When she got home, seeing that Wen Yu hadn't woken up, she lightly put the clothes beside her and prepared to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

He remembered that his mother had indeed brought back a lot of vegetables yesterday.

The breakfast needs to be cooked a little more. After a while, everyone will wake up and the two next door will definitely have to come over for dinner.

Mama Li and the others knew that their son would definitely cook for Wen Yu.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he touched Wen Yu's little face, pursed his lips, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and then reluctantly opened the door and exited.

She was really tired last night, and she doesn't go to school anyway, let her have a good sleep today.

Li Mu hummed a little song in the kitchen in a leisurely manner while preparing things to make.

It is superficial to say what you say and do what you say, but you are a real gentleman if you work hard and don't cling to others.

Turn on the gas stove and prepare to cook porridge. Li Mufeng is very good at cooking porridge. I still remember that since he was a child, he seemed to be sick. Wen Yu fed him a few bowls of porridge. Except for eating, he never let Wen Yu touch him again. porridge.

He was not idle while cooking the porridge, and patted two cucumbers to eat next to him. Suddenly, a mobile phone rang in the room upstairs, which made him almost slap the knife on his hand in shock.

(End of this chapter)