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Chapter 1933

Ye Qingqing's eyelids twitched. It's been more than a month since the dance party. If she really won the prize, the girl should have reacted. Now, it seems that Kagel's tadpole is not good, and she doesn't have the courage of Ding Ba.

"How long has it been since your aunt came?" Ye Qingqing asked again without giving up.

Gongsun Lin gnawed most of the mochi with a crack, and replied casually: "My aunt comes here every two months, it's early!"

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes and forgot about this. This girl is rare for every two months and only comes six times a year. She is really talented. There are four seasons and ones every year. This is even rarer, and of course there are fewer chances of conception.

However, if you don’t consider having a baby, don’t feel too good once a year, and your aunt’s towel can save you a lot.

Ye Qingqing no longer cared about Gongsun Lin. She was not a father. However, she still wanted to see Gongsun Lin's big belly. Who made this girl look so good? She was 176 tall, except for her head, and she looked good no matter what clothes she wore, and was walking clothes rack.

After having lunch in Hangzhou, I arrived at Lin Shufang's hometown at around 3 pm. There was only the old man in the hotel.

"I'll go visit relatives and I can't come back after dinner." said the old man.

But after dinner, Lin Shufang had not come back yet. Lu Mo was a little worried and went to find someone with Ye Qingqing. The first stop was Yang Jinfeng's house. Except for this woman, everyone else would not be so enthusiastic.

Fortunately, Lu Mo equipped Lin Shufang with a cell phone, called and asked for the address, and he was having dinner at Yang Jinfeng's house. And listening to the noise on the phone, there should be others, not only Yang Jinfeng and his wife.

Lu Mo hung up the phone and drove to Yang Jinfeng's house.

"I haven't given up on the old house yet!" Ye Qingqing sneered.

Lu Mo pulled the corners of his mouth and felt a little impatient. He was just an old house. If Ye Qingqing hadn't said he wanted to keep it, he wouldn't have cared too much, but Yang Jinfeng's approach made him extremely uncomfortable. He was pestering like a leech, which was so annoying.

Yang Jinfeng's family is on the other end of the city. The county town is not big. It takes only ten minutes to drive. The alley is too narrow and the car cannot drive in. He has to park at the entrance of the alley. The alley is very dark and there are no street lights. Only the dim lights seeping out of the houses of residents on both sides illuminate the road.

Lu Mo pulled Ye Qingqing, afraid that she would fall.

The floor is bluestone, and some places are loose. If you step on it, you will bang. It is also bumpy, deep and shallow. It is not easy to walk at night. Yang Jinfeng's house is in the innermost place. The door is very small and narrow, with only one room.

The Yang family was still having dinner, and it was Yang Jinfeng who opened the door. When he saw Ye Qingqing and the others, the smile on his face was stagnant and he screamed in secret. He squeezed out a smile and said, "What are you here to pick me up? You can live in my house at night. Your mother and I haven't chatted for many years. We have to be very close to each other at night."

Ye Qingqing looked inside and saw two rooms. The outer room was both a living room and a dining room. It was separated by a kitchen and a bathroom. The whole room was only about forty square meters at most, and it was filled with miscellaneous items. The room, which was not big, was even more crowded, and it was difficult for a few more people to turn around.

"My aunt Fang's waist is not good, she can't stand it when she hits the floor, so she still feels comfortable when she goes back to the hotel." Ye Qingqing retorted without being soft or hard.

She didn't look down on the poor, she just looked down on Yang Jinfeng's face, and she wrote all the plans on her face. Do you really treat others as fools?

In addition to Zhang Baosheng, there was also a dull young man, a fat young girl with a mature appearance, and a fat aunt. Ye Qingqing knew it roughly in her heart when she looked a little similar to the young girl.
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