Chapter 500: Be your neighbor next door

Chapter 500 Be Your Next Door Pharaoh
In this battle, people who don't know thought it was a large-scale feudal superstition crime scene.
Su Ye nodded frantically next to Shen Chuchen's suggestion on how to do it, "Right, right, behave. It's really impossible to draw another talisman to protect your safety."
"..."
Mu Chen thought these people were crazy.
They don't know if Xiaoyan is reliable, but don't even think about going to bed at night if you don't figure out what happened today.
The people in the hotel don't care, and it's definitely not possible to rely on Xiaoyan to engage in such an unreliable dance god.
Ye Sang swayed like a tumbler, wanted to sleep, but didn't dare to sleep.
Su Ye's chin rested on the top of her daughter's hair, yawning lazily, desperately sleepy.
"Don't let me catch that little bunny."
He murmured.
Otherwise, things are endless today.
...
The latter half of the night passed without incident, and when everyone was relieved and thought that they could go to bed, there was a knock on the door again.
Little by little is extremely regular.
It makes people's scalp blow up.
"Go. Go open the door and move faster." Xia Xia decisively persuaded.
He didn't dare to call anyone present, so he could only kill the Daoist friends and not the poor Dao, and kicked him.
"Aren't you good at warding off evil spirits? Come on." He urged.
Xiao Yan swallowed. He was not afraid of these unnecessarily things. It was only thanks to the TV series that he was afraid of some murderers behind this door.
Didn’t you just give away your head in the past?
No one from the professional teams dared to go up. Su Ye was upset by the quarrel. He rubbed his hair, glanced at Shen Chuchen and others who were already asleep, and sighed in melancholy.
They slept soundly, but he couldn't sleep anymore.
After all, he and Xiaoye Sang had slept for several hours before this, but he was woken up now, and it might not be easy to fall asleep.
Su Ye was worried that people would run away, and they would be restless in the middle of the night. He put down the little girl in his arms, pressed Ye Sang's mouth, and whispered, "Hush."
"Keep it down."
Ye Sang blinked his black and white eyes and nodded obediently.
She did not speak, and followed Su Ye at the same pace.
The man opened the door quickly with eyesight and hands. He was fast and the man was not slow. He ran off almost subconsciously. There were two residents on the first floor, and almost everyone had been harassed.
No one knows which team did it.
Both have suspicion each other.
Generally speaking, people at this point in time have already fallen asleep, and it is very likely that the person who does it does not expect someone to kill a carbine.
After all, for the professional team, they would have fallen asleep early at this time.
Su Ye chased him in three steps and two steps, his legs were long, and his speed was certainly not much slower than that of a little boy. He directly grabbed the back of the opponent's neck and brought him back.
"Little bunny, I really thought I couldn't catch you?" He sneered slightly.
I just feel that this child is really not so naive.
The harassment method should be more advanced, such as setting an alarm clock at the door, and he will not be able to catch people.
This kind of harassment method used to be seen in an endless stream of professional teams, and Su Ye was used to it.
He squinted his Danfeng eyes and held the little boy. After seeing the yellow hair of the other's spicy eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Feelings, this is still a family burial?
Su Ye grabbed the little boy by the back of his neck and dragged the person back into the room, then the door opened and locked with his backhand.
This posture of killing people frightened the child.
"You let me go." He struggled desperately, Lao Gao with a small mouth, "Spicy Chicken Su Ye."
Su Ye: "..."
hiss.
He probably didn't expect this little kid to know himself, so he kicked the opponent, "Tell me, what is the purpose of staying up at night to toss those professional teams?"
"Want to murder them?"
The little boy was anxious and yelled, "I didn't."
"Su Ye, you have the ability to let me go."
Ye Sang lay on the soft cushion, her head tilted, and her little expression was dumb, her little milk softened, and she was puzzled: "Dad~"
Su Ye gave a hum, glanced at his daughter, and explained: "Sangsang go to the house to sleep, otherwise you will be sleepy tomorrow."
He wants to let this bear kid know what the sky is high and the earth is thick today.
The little guy rubbed his eyes, her voice was soft and tender, and she sounded like she could not wait to rub her in her arms, "But..."
"I can't sleep."
The little guy can't sleep anymore, it means he's going to play late today.
Su Ye couldn't help having a headache. He knew what his daughter's character was. He liked to join in the fun, and he kept talking about her little mouth. If you don't put her to sleep tonight, no one should think of being quiet.
The little boy was slightly stunned, could not help but look up at Ye Sang, who was lying on the ground with a small obedient expression, wishing to shake his head and tail.
The skin is white, like a porcelain doll, the eyelashes are curled and drooped, and the pupils are shiny.
Lovely foul.
"She, she is your daughter?" The little boy was shocked.
Su Ye heard his unbelievable tone, sneered, and asked, "How do you talk?"
"She is not my daughter, can she still be your daughter?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as this was said, the little boy retorted without thinking: "How is it possible."
"Are you worthy?"
Su Ye rubbed his temples, pressed his anger, and moved his legs to kick this little bunny out of the house and stay away from his girl.
Fortunately, Xia Xia hurriedly hugged his thigh, and said, "Wait, brother!! Calm and calm!!"
"You might as well ask him what you want to do to harass professional teams in the middle of the night."
The little guy also stayed for a while, and hugged Dad’s thighs quickly, her mouth was pouting, her eyes were round and her voice was milky, "Baba hug."
Su Ye ignored her, bent down and pushed the little girl's head, and said, "Isn't it I can't sleep? Go to the side, Dad is busy cleaning up this stinky kid."
Reluctantly, Ye Sang let go of his small arms, and drew back to hug Shen Chuchen's thighs. He said with a voice, "Then I will go to someone's father to play with."
As soon as he said this, the little boy was confused on the spot.
His eyes widened, he pointed at Su Ye, and then at Shen Chuchen, who was stupidly leaning against Huo Yao on the sofa. He didn't speak very clearly, "You, you, are you green?"
Why does this little sister recognize someone else as a father?
Su Ye: "..."
He slapped the kid on the head: "How can I talk."
Who was green?
Song Nan touched his head and said aggrieved: "Well, then why does she call him father?"
Speaking of this, Su Ye twitched at the corner of his mouth, as if squeezed out of his teeth: "He is next door, home, and home."
Song Nan was stunned when he heard the words: "Be your next door Pharaoh?"
Su Ye: "..."
He grinded his teeth, tapped his chin with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "How did you recognize me?"
(End of this chapter)