Be Your Next-door Neighbor, Old Wang

With such a scene, those who did not know would have thought that it was some large-scale feudal superstition crime scene.

Regarding Shen Chuchen's suggestion, Su ye nodded crazily at the side. "Yes, yes, yes, let's do it. If it really doesn't work, draw a talisman to ensure the safety of the relatives."

"..."

Mu Chen felt that this group of people had gone crazy.

They did not know whether Little Yan was reliable or not, but if they did not figure out what happened today, they would not be able to sleep at night.

The hotel staff did not care either. It was impossible to rely on Xiaoyan to make this unreliable god of dance.

Ye sang swayed like a tumbler. She wanted to sleep, but did not dare to.

Su Ye rested his chin on his daughter's hair and yawned lazily. He was extremely sleepy.

"Don't let me catch that Little Bastard."

He muttered.

Otherwise, today's matter would not be over.

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