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Chapter 1426 things are happening

Song Siming didn't know what happened. He is now in a hotel not far from home, lying on the sofa and thinking about what happened today; hey, how can he make it like this? If only his wife knows There is a way to persuade her. From the interests, she must know the disadvantage of tearing her face. But Tingting also knows, what should I do? Can such a small child understand the complexity of the adult world?

Also, the boy who took her out to open the house, I had to clean up him well. If it wasn't for him, can there be so many things? Song Siming now hates Shen Long.

The phone on the coffee table suddenly rang. It was a strange phone number. Song Siming hesitated or pick it up. It must be a matter of time to call it at night.

"Woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo was. What happened in his mouth, that's bad, Song Siming was most concerned about himself after all.

"Seaweed, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will make people pick you back." Although there was a fire in my heart, Song Siming could only comfort the seaweed first.

"Mr. Song, your little sister -in -law came just now, smashed all the family, and hit the seaweed for a meal." After waiting for a while, he didn't see the response.

"What? He knows!" Song Siming sat upright, and the development of the matter was beyond his expectations again. What is his little sister -in -law Song Siming? Hypocia, but that's all in his position, he was extremely dissatisfied with himself in his heart, thinking that he had occupied his resources.

Now something like this, he is afraid he is very happy. If he goes to tell the old man, what will the old man think of himself? The old man is not many days, and he is now a critical time. Or no matter yourself, that's bad!

Song Siming said that he could have all his ability to rely on today, but at this time he thought of the resources of Laozhang's people. After all, those words could only deceive others. If there was no old man, he could have today.

"I don't know. As soon as I picked up the seaweed from Tongxiang, a group of people smashed the door away, and a mess at home." Hai Ping said trembling, "Just the police came, and they finally sent them to pass. Walk."

In fact, it was sent away by Hai Ping. Song Siming's little sister -in -law called. The police officers took the team and left. When the police were just now, Hai Ping felt uncomfortable, but when the police left, she started to mention it. What should I do if the gangster comes back? The surname Song is not an ordinary person at first glance, and his little sister -in -law must be very powerful?

"Don't worry, let me make a phone call to find another place." Hanging the phone Song Siming was so angry and kicked on the coffee table, which touched the wounds left when he kicked Land Rover, and grinned his teeth.

At present, he couldn't care about the pain. He called Chen Sifu, and asked Chen Sifu to go to the seaweed overnight to pick up her family, find another place to place it, and then call Hai Ping in the backhand. When you come out of the house, find a place to wait; now that this place is already known by the little sister -in -law, it will definitely not be able to live again, otherwise you have to come to the door in the future.

Looking at the time, it was a bit late. He was not embarrassed to call the homeowner, edited a text message and sent it to the explanation. What can you say, but it is inevitable to mutter a few words.

Chen Temple over there was comfortable asleep, but was dragged out of the quilt to help him wipe his ass by a phone call. I can't live without Song Siming's photos, so I can only comfort myself and do so many things for him. I will definitely take care of myself in the future.

Drive to the community, pick up the four people of the Guo family, and stuff some important things into the backup box. Chen Si Fu took them to another community. It ’s good to live; after leaving some money for them, Chen Sifu yawned.

He didn't notice that there was always a car following him on the way, looking at these, and leaving a video record. This was not Shen Long, but a person in the relevant departments.

"... .. Well, this time I worked hard, and the time is not too early. You go back to rest quickly. Let's talk slowly after the year." Song Siming comforted Chen Temple on the phone.

When I put down the phone to see the time, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning. Song Siming heard the yawn of Chen Sifu on the phone just now, and was also aroused to sleep. I can't sleep.

After finally throwing these on the side, when my fans were about to enter the dream hometown, Song Siming's phone rang again. He couldn't help scolding, "Fuck, who fucks call the phone at this time!"

But as soon as he saw Lai Xian, he quickly closed his mouth. This was really a fucking mother. The mother -in -law had to call his mother. Why did the mother -in -law call the phone so early? Does anyone tell the old man? Song Siming immediately became nervous and quickly picked up. Telephone, "Hey, mom, why did you get up so early today?"

"Song Siming, have you been able to go out! Was our family treat you or what's wrong with you? My daughter is not good? You go to the third child ..." The old lady spoke just to scold.

"Mom, you listen to my explanation ..." In the winter, Song Siming's forehead directly came out of cold sweat.

"Don't explain to me." The mother -in -law interrupted him directly, "Do you know what you did? The old man was fainted by you, and his body was not good. Song Siming, I tell you, the old man is a bit three long, our family and you are not finished! "

"Mom, mom ... fuck!" As soon as he said, he hung up the phone over there. Song Siming smashed the phone directly, and then he fell into great fear in an instant.

Because my business is sick? The old man's body can't stand it. If you really have three long and two shorts, that thing is really big!
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