Chapter 1274 Great Job!

There were fireworks exploding overhead, and the sound of crackling sounded one after another.

After all, it was the first time to come to the Lu family's old house, fearing that Xiao Baozi would cry when he woke up and couldn't find anyone, Ye Wan dragged Lu Changchuan to stand up, and the two hurried back to the yard.

On the big bed in the bedroom, the little guy slept soundly.

Even though the noise outside was extremely loud, he just turned over and muttered a few words before falling asleep again.

Ye Wan sat on the edge of the bed and pulled up the quilt that he kicked aside to cover his belly.

Looking back at Lu Changchuan, "I'm fine. Go back to sleep."

Looking carefully at the girl's eyebrows and eyes, although she is still depressed, she is much better than before.

Lu Changchuan nodded, "I'm next door, if you wake up in the middle of the night and can't sleep, remember to call me."

"it is good."

Seeing the man walking out step by step and turning his head back three times, he finally disappeared outside the door.

Before Ye Wan could breathe out, he saw him walking back.

"The master bedroom is a big bed..."

Lu Changchuan still looked worried, and then bent down, and gently picked up the little bun, "All three of us are going to sleep on the big bed."

"..."

Staring blankly at Lu Changchuan who wrapped the little buns into rice dumplings, then picked up the rice dumplings and walked out, Ye Wan sighed deeply, "Are you childish, Lu Changchuan?"

In the end, he got up and followed.

After washing and lying on the bed, Lu Changchuan stretched out a hand across the little bun, and held Ye Wan's hand, "Wanwan, I promise you, you will pay with blood, no matter... who that person is!"

After speaking, there was no more movement.

Lu Changchuan looked up, and saw the girl with her eyes closed, breathing lightly.

As if asleep.

After staring for a moment, Lu Changchuan put her arms back on the quilt, breathed lightly and lay down.

...

it's late at night,

The internet is still buzzing.

The official v of Ye Wan's studio, who was dubbed by the Wanfeng people as just a tool man, seemed to be in chatter mode today.

Starting after three o'clock, I posted a Weibo every once in a while.

At 16:32, the suspect has been handed over to our police.

At 17:48, the police had taken the suspect on board the plane, which will land at the Imperial Capital Airport in five hours.

20:16, the countdown to the semi-finals and final night of the third season of Dancing Boys begins! Team x, go to the ducks!

At 22:47, the police and suspects had arrived at the Imperial Capital Airport. x-on:叶晚, good night!

The comment area seems to be celebrating the New Year.

"In terms of action ability, I only obey Miss Wan! Sure enough, time is changing, and my sister Wan has never changed. It has always been that Ma Lanshan, who is not ruthless and domineering!"

"I don't know how many black fans are hugging their IDs tonight and trembling! I can hear the heartbeats one after another through the dark night, oh my, I'm so nervous!"

"First of all, I declare that I am not a black fan, a proper veteran fan! I don't want to know who the big guy who protects my late sister is, and I don't want to know what relationship you have. I just want to say, if you want to protect, please protect Thoroughly, it protected me 360 ​​degrees without any dead angle!"

"Seconded!"

"Second proposal +10086!"

"By the way, the suspect who started the rumor has been caught and sent back to his country, so why don't we deal with those marketing accounts that are making waves on Weibo? x-on:叶晚工作室"

23:00, [Ye Wan Studio v: The evidence has been saved, and the real name information has been obtained from Weibo. If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to tomorrow's breakdown! Picture 1.jpg, Picture 2.jpg]

In the picture, there are the ids of the two marketing accounts posted on Weibo from screenshots of the forum at nine o'clock in the morning and ten o'clock in the morning.

Netizen: ...

Evening Breeze: Well done!

In the bedroom of Qin Wanyi's apartment, the bottles and jars on the dressing table were broken all over the floor.

In the mirror, the woman's pretty face was ashen.

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