Lu Junhan looked at the distance between the two of them at least as long as ten people, fell silent for a while, raised his eyes, and said expressionlessly:
"Can't you come over?"
Little Lolita: "..."
In order to get her father's mobile phone, Xiao Luli had no choice but to endure the humiliation. She tentatively poked out a little foot wearing pink shoes from behind the shelf, and reminded her father:
"Dad, come here..."
"..."
Lu Junhan saw that she was dawdling, that a turtle could crawl faster than she could walk, the veins on his forehead twitched, he lost his patience immediately, and said coldly:
"I'll give you three seconds, if you don't come over—"
As he spoke, Lu Junhan narrowed his eyes dangerously.
The little loli widened her eyes.
If you don't come here again, are you going to sell her
no!
She cannot be sold!
And her father sold her without taking any money!
It's too much!
Thinking of this, Xiao Luli hurried over.
But because she was too anxious, she didn't stop the car for a while, and she hit Lu Junhan's leg like a small cannonball.
She is also very good at climbing up the pole, "baji", she used both hands and feet together, and directly hugged Lu Junhan's leg, with her little face up, and shouted anxiously:
"Dad, I'm here! I'm here! I'm really here!!!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
It's not just here, you're fucking glued to me!
In the end, Xiao Luli managed to torture her father again, and then got his mobile phone from her father.
…
Seeing that Xiao Luli had made a good start, Qu Qianqian and the others were very happy.
Moreover, according to Xiao Luli, her father doesn't seem to plan to sell her now.
Because she ran in front of her father just now, Uncle Lu didn't catch her, it's really unbelievable!
Then came Qu Qianqian.
Knowing that her father didn't intend to sell them so soon, Qu Qianqian was not afraid to run to Qu Sinian.
Qu Sinian has always been responsive to Qu Qianqian's requests, and when Qu Qianqian asked for a mobile phone, he gave it without saying a word.
Then there is Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Dazhuang was picking out wooden sticks. Seeing that he asked for a mobile phone, he thought he was bored. In order to get rid of him quickly, don't bother him.
Zhang Dazhuang also happily gave him the phone.
Finally, there is Jian Xiyan, who is in a little trouble here.
Jian Yi saw the word "mobile phone" written on his writing board, glanced at him indifferently, and then turned his gaze to the tinfoil on the container,
"What do you want my phone for? Don't you have it yourself?"
Jian Xiyan thought for a while, took out his cell phone with a black screen, and wrote:
my phone is broken.
Jian Yi: "..."
Jian Yi stretched out his big hand expressionlessly, took the mobile phone in his hand, then pressed the power button, the screen lit up again, and he threw it back to Jian Xiyan:
"It's not broken, it's just turned off."
Jian Xiyan stared at his mobile phone silently for a while, he threw the mobile phone on the ground, squatted on the ground again, and picked it up.
Seeing that the phone was still stubbornly on, he frowned delicately, as if he was a little annoyed.
The little hand fell, and the phone hit the ground again, and the screen-off button next to the phone was touched.
The phone finally went black.
Then, Jian Xiyan raised the writing board and looked at him expressionlessly:
my phone is broken.
Jian Yi: "..."
Jian Xiyan finally got Jian Yi's mobile phone at the expense of his own mobile phone.
But compared to being sold or beaten to death, a mobile phone is nothing to mention.
Just let my uncle give him one later.
When the shopping carts of the adults were half filled, the little ones also got their father's mobile phone.
They put the four mobile phones on the ground and started looking through the communication records.
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After flipping through her father's cell phone, Qu Qianqian shook her head:
"My dad doesn't have that beast's phone number here, only the phone number of what brother and what sister, but it's so strange, how can my dad have so many brothers and sisters! He also lied to my mother that he was the only child in his family Woolen cloth!"
The photographer who tried his best to eavesdrop: "..."
People are professors!
Not that beast!
And that brother and sister should be your father's senior in the entertainment industry.
Zhang Yiming also wrinkled his face, and said sullenly:
"My dad doesn't have any here either. He only has phone numbers of many beauties here, such as Xiaoduo beauties, North American girls, and many beauties whose words I can't recognize."
Xiao Luli raised her eyes in confusion: "The Coal Girl?"
Qu Qianqian also didn't understand: "What is Coal Girl?"
Jian Xiyan thought for two seconds and wrote: The woman who sells coal.
After finishing speaking, he still felt that it was very correct and nodded.
"No," Zhang Yiming said, "It's not the coal that sells coal, it's beautiful, but it should be similar, because I often saw my father chatting with these beauties before, so it should be selling their coal."
Photographer: "..."
Neither Qu Qianqian nor Zhang Yiming found any clues.
Jian Xiyan also checked Jian Yi's cell phone, but he didn't find any beasts.
He wrote:
Neither is my dad here.
But suddenly, Jian Xiyan narrowed his eyes and frowned.
Because he saw it in the address book.
A man named [Little Bastard].
Xiao Luli was confused: "Who is this?"
"Little bastard..." Zhang Yiming murmured, and then laughed:
"Who is this guy, the name is too funny, how can he be called a little bastard, he is even worse than my father at naming names!"
Qu Qianqian said thoughtfully, "This number looks familiar."
More than familiar, it is his mobile phone number.
Jian Xiyan pressed the dial expressionlessly.
In an instant, the phone with a black screen next to him lit up.
Jian Xiyan frowned suspiciously, as if wondering why his cell phone wasn't broken.
In the next second, I heard Qu Qianqian say: "Brother Xiyan, your phone is ringing. Hey, there is a person called 'crazy' looking for you. Do you want to answer it?"
Jian Xiyan pressed to hang up, and wrote ruthlessly: Never mind, that psycho is my father, so don't answer.
Photographer: "..."
Audiences:"… "
Now, Qu Qianqian and the others also realized that the [crazy] was Jian Xiyan's note to Jian Yi.
And that [little bastard] is Jian Yi's note to Jian Xiyan's phone number.
After finding out, Qu Qianqian and the others went back and checked their father's phone.
Qu Sinian's note to Qu Qianqian was "Little Princess", and Qu Qianqian expressed her satisfaction.
Zhang Dazhuang's remark to Zhang Yiming was "Stinky Boy", and Zhang Yiming expressed his satisfaction.
After all, his father scolded him every day as a brat.
Zhang Yiming is used to hearing it, but he doesn't think this name is a curse.
After watching, Qu Qianqian and the others looked at Xiao Luli again:
"Sister Lili, what did your father note for you?"