"Do you understand?" After Yi Nanfeng gave Qiao Muer instructions, he patted her little shoulder gently.
Only then did Qiao Muer come back to her senses.
Oh no, she was just immersed in the warm and gentle smile of the actor uncle and almost forgot her own position!
Xiao Muer quickly came back to her senses: "I understand..."
Before he could finish his words, there was another knock on the door - "Whoever is inside, could you please open the door so we can interview you? We'll just ask a few questions and then leave!"
As soon as the paparazzi's voice came in, Xiao Muer climbed onto the door.
She followed what Yi Nanfeng had taught her just now, and said loudly in a crying voice: "If an uncle you don't know knocks on the door, you can't open the door... Mom and Dad said you can't open the door for strangers when you're home alone! I won't open it, I won't open it..."
The two paparazzi outside the door were originally very sure that the person inside was Yi Nanfeng, but when they heard this, they looked at each other in surprise.
The two of them whispered, "What's going on? I clearly saw his elevator go up to this floor from downstairs."
"Yes, it's on this floor, with two rooms in total. I asked about the one opposite, and they have two elderly people living there. The property management said that the young people living in this house..."
The property management of this community is strict, and it is impossible to disclose residents' information.
But these two paparazzi were very powerful. They used other identities to conceal their purpose and made the property cooperate with their "investigation".
"Wow... Baby won't open the door, Baby is scared... Baby wants to call Mom and Dad..."
At this moment, the sound of a little girl crying was heard from behind the door again.
When the two paparazzi heard this, they thought the child was going to call his parents.
Afraid that the child's parents would return and alarm the property owner, exposing their lie, the two men did not dare to stay and immediately picked up their things and walked away in shame.
Xiao Muer's superb acting skills deceived the two people.
Seeing the paparazzi leave, little Mu'er immediately threw herself happily into Su Qing's arms, arching her little head against her neck for praise.
"Qingqing's mother, is Mu'er very powerful..."
"Great, our Mu'er is the best, awesome!" Su Qing hugged little Mu'er in her arms and praised her enough.
After comforting her, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Yi Nanfeng - "Mr. Yi, now that the paparazzi have left, shouldn't you leave too?"
Running into Yi Nanfeng was a coincidence, but Yi Nanfeng suddenly running into her house was obviously not a coincidence.
Xiao Mu'er is here now, and Su Qing is too lazy to find out why Yi Nanfeng pushed her in.
Anyway, she doesn't accept the idea of hiding from paparazzi.
Su Qing's order to leave was very clear, but Yi Nanfeng not only did not leave, but instead walked back and sat on the sofa opposite.
The man sat down casually, crossed his long legs, and looked a little more lazy. "Those paparazzi won't leave so easily. Even if they don't guard outside the door, they will guard downstairs. Going down now will only lead to a trap. Qingqing, you can't possibly understand this."
Sunny…
Su Qing raised her eyebrows. Here it comes again.
She was about to correct Yi Nanfeng's tone, but little Mu'er, who was nestled in her arms, exploded: "Qingqing is Mu'er's exclusive name, uncle, you are not allowed to call me that!"
Miss Qiao Muer is very petty... Besides her, only daddy can be called this.
No one else is allowed.
However, Miss Qiao, who is too arrogant and lacks momentum, is no match for Yi Nanfeng.
The man raised his dark eyebrows slightly, his glass-like eyes twinkled, and he smiled, "But Qingqing is a nice name, and uncle also wants to call your mother Su Qing better, just like Mu'er."
Qiao Muer: “…”
Hmm... It seems like this is the truth? (To be continued)