Host, You're Targeted

"Oh, Yuan Hansheng, are you bored?" Tang Yan was awakened by him and was very unhappy. His voice suddenly raised, "are you finished! It's morning and you're here! Do you want my life... "

Yuan Hansheng suddenly turns over and covers Tang Yan's mouth. When Tang Yan opens his eyes and stares at him, he pulls the quilt beside him to cover Tang YangAi. He covers the microphone of his mobile phone and turns over the bed and hides outside the bedroom to answer the phone.

“…… Professor Tang... "

Yuan Han as like as two peas, just now greeted him. The old Tang called out the same way, as Tang Yuan Yan, who was awakened just now.

"What Professor Tang?! I'm not you, Professor Tang! You little bunny sleeping with Tang Yan?! Why don't you come to my son's bed and plead with him? Ah! It's ten o'clock and I still don't get up! Thank you for being a doctor! I can't even go to bed early and get up early. How can I give my son to you! Ah! And you said you were coming to see me half a month ago? Why haven't you come so long? Ah! Do you want me to visit you at your house?! Ah

Yuan Hansheng was roared by old Tang with a headache in his skull. He didn't receive the information in his words. After listening to him for most of the day, he only remembered the collapse of Lao Tang's "ah ah ah" and his anger that he could not believe that his own pig was arched by someone else's pig.

Yuan Hansheng stood at the door of his bedroom in his thin autumn clothes and trousers. He lowered his posture and apologized to Old Tang over there. He promised that he would take Tang Yan home to see him. He kept his voice down for fear that he might be sleeping in his room.

Old Tang thought it was the series of roars that shocked him. He didn't understand what yuan Hansheng was talking about when he was hoarse all the time.

Yuan Hansheng talked for a long time. Old Tang didn't know what he was talking about. Finally, he rolled his eyes and said, "don't talk about it! Come back with Tang Yan quickly

Given this command, old Tang hung up the phone and threw his cell phone on the sofa. He was so angry that he held his chest and his mouth.

Mrs. Lin, who was making dumplings on the Liuli stage, heard the roar of Old Tang just now. She looked at the angry old Tang, lowered her head and snickered. She pinched the dumplings in her hand and put them aside. Then she took a piece of dumpling skin to make new dumplings.

Ms. Lin is very gentle in her speech and behavior. She looks at Old Tang on the sofa and smiles and asks, "what's the matter? Didn't you just call someone else's Xiaoyuan? As for being so angry? "

Although old Tang was still angry, he could not vent his anger on his wife. So he took a few deep breaths and snorted, "ah Yan, that boy and Yuan Hansheng are not together! Two big men haven't got up yet. Is that right? "

Ms. Lin laughed and made another dumpling. She looked up at Old Tang and found that old Tang was just like a steamed stuffed bun.

"Don't you think you should be happy that other children have energy? Ah Yan is finally with the people he likes. All the children know how to behave. What are you worrying about

Old Tang snorted again, and after thinking for a long time, he said to Ms. Lin, "but But Tang Yan, this boy, is actually suffering! You understand? Didn't we check on kids like them before? Isn't there attack and reception, 1 and 0? Tang Yan is the one below! I raised him so much that he didn't give me to arch other people's cabbages. How can they be done by other people's pigs? "

Mrs. Lin listened to the metaphor of Old Tang, holding dumplings and chuckling.