My magic stick is going to heaven!

There was a click, and as soon as it turned, the door opened. Wen Changlang poked out a small half of his head, looked left and right, observed for a while, and then walked out slowly, walking through a corridor, Wen Chang The corridor faintly heard intermittent voices, which seemed to be cursing.

When he got closer, he finally heard clearly that the so-called scolding voice was actually the fake Shen Ci's voice scolding Xiao He An angrily.

"I told you not to run around and run downstairs! You are just disobedient, right! Next time, you will be fined and not allowed to eat for a day, do you know that! Little bastard!"

Before going out, the fake Shen Ci even spat and murmured curses, with a harsh and bitter face, not at all the gentle and graceful atmosphere in the living room just now.

Wen Changlang clicked his tongue twice in the dark, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing in his heart: "Woman, it's amazing, the acting is really penetrating."

After the fake Shen Ci left, Wen Changlang rolled on the ground with his movements, turned over and entered Xiao He'an's room.

When the body was fixed, Wen Changlang happened to meet Xiao He'an's wide-open eyes squatting in front of the bed, inside which were tears as big as beans rolling, but after seeing him, he seemed to be frightened and condensed into tears. The beads hung under the eyelids, as if they couldn't fall off.

Wen Changlang chuckled softly, and reached out to tap his forehead. Xiao Hean shrank back, blinked his eyelids reflexively, and the teardrops fell down with a splash, and flowed into his mouth along his cheeks. Drips directly on the floor.

Xiao He'an shrank back while sobbing and said in a low voice:

"You are that... bad guy uncle."

"I'm not a bad guy. Have you ever seen a bad guy who looks like me? No?"

While Wen Changlang opened his mouth, he showed Xiao Hean his charm of killing young and old, with a smile in his eyes, the curve of his mouth widened to the maximum, and his big white teeth glistening.

Xiao Hean stopped, looked at Wen Changlang, and then strengthened his courage, and said cautiously:

"It's okay, my mother said, I'm the most handsome man in the world!"

Wen Changlang couldn't hold back, and almost spit out a mouthful of saliva:

"Isn't your mother a lady, a role model for high-class ladies? Why is she not seeking truth from facts! Now the government advocates seeking truth from facts, you know! People, you can't deceive yourself, little poor boy, do you want to go to heaven by saying that!"

Xiao Hean pouted his mouth, turned his head high, and said angrily:

"Uncle wants to go to heaven, bullying me as a child, if my mother..."

Speaking of mother, Xiao He'an's airy facial features drooped, and he was very sluggish.

Seeing this, Wen Changlang asked appropriately: "What's wrong with your mother? I just heard that your mother is very fierce."

"certainly not!"

Like a little hedgehog, Xiao Hean raised his head fiercely, his eyes were red, but he firmly defended his mother:

"My mother is not fierce, she...just, she has not recovered from being frightened by the bad guys! My mother used to be the best mother! She is the best in the world!"

Hearing the immature but firm words uttered from the mouth of this poor boy, Wen Changlang suddenly laughed, and asked:

"Your mother used to be so good, but now, do you think your mother is any different from before?"

"I……"

Xiao Hean pouted, his tone hesitant, buried his head under his knees, muttered for a long time, and then opened his mouth in a low voice:

"Mom now has a weird temper. She often gets angry with me, and she doesn't come to pick me up after school. She doesn't even remember my birthday."