The Shura Field of the Big Brothers

"I am papaya with milk, you should still remember me? Do you have time to chat on WeChat?"

After nine o'clock in the evening, in the dimly lit room, Han Xiyun had just finished putting her son to sleep, carefully put down the bed and covered the quilt, and then took the computer aside.

Leaning on the two pillows, she leisurely opened the novel website, and saw this latest comment. She was so excited that she immediately sat upright, feeling that her breathing was not smooth.

Papaya has milk?Why did he suddenly erupt?
Immediately afterwards, a large number of comments followed:

"Oh my god! Papaya really has big milk!"

"Did Da Da come to visit?"

"Wow - you're so direct, the new book is worth 1000000 coins! The following ones are going to keep up with the big rhythm!"

"I'm coming--"

……

Just because of Papaya Youmili's comments and compliments, her new book just released has less than 100 words, and there are already more than [-] fans of the book, plus her own book fans:
"Papaya is ignorant, come on! We are here! Follow up behind—"

"Support papaya ignorance greatly!"

"Keep up with the rhythm! Can you change [-] a day? (Smile expression pack)"

……

In this way, the two groups of book fans urged the update like crazy, and Han Xiyun was dumbfounded: ah, this...

After half an hour, the smoke-free war finally subsided, and she felt embarrassed, so she directly contributed half of her [-] manuscripts and replied: "[-]!!! The concubine can't do it! !"

As soon as the reply came out, a lot of comments followed, telling her not to rush and take her time, which made her both funny and embarrassed.

At this time, a WeChat message suddenly popped up: "Excuse me, I saw your new book and thought it was another masterpiece, so I will support it first."

"How are you doing recently? The child should be a few months old, right?"

"I haven't been in touch since the movie theater left that day, I'm rushing to draft, sorry."

"What are you busy with now? Can you talk if you're not busy?"

I don't know how much this Papaya Youmilk wants to say, anyway, Han Xiyun has already sent a bunch of texts before he can reply.

"Hiss—how should I reply to him? Do you want to answer directly?"

Just when she was struggling, there was another harsh comment added to the new book review: "How many WeChat IDs are there?"

This confused her!

"WeChat? Why do you want my WeChat ID? Do you still want to chat with me?"

She was talking to herself, thinking about it and replying again and again: "WeChat number is confidential! QQ number 1234567890 can be added to answer questions!"

At this moment, Cui Minhao knocked on the door and came in: "Xiyun, is Xiaomumu asleep?"

His voice was very low, just in case someone in the room was sleeping and would wake him up.

I saw him walking in with a bowl of something carefully, put it on the table, and then approached Han Xiyun, glanced at her computer and suddenly sneered: "Hehe! You idiot, I'm afraid you want a QQ fryer?"

"Ah? No, they have to answer questions before they can be added, and there may not be anyone who will add it. Don't worry."

Cui Minhao was really worried, so he took her computer away, logged on to QQ and checked her contacts, her mouth became O-shaped with fright.

"What's the matter? Really... someone added it?"

Han Xiyun raised her head just in time to see his expression, she was still a little bit in disbelief, so she quickly grabbed the computer and took a look: "It's over!"

I saw the dazzling red 99+ marked on the new friend. It took less than a while, and I really wanted to fry the pot!
"I really didn't know they would all add Q, I thought it was just for fun."

"Just kidding? You idiot! That's it, let's see how you proceed."

"What to do? Do you agree? So many people—"

"Don't ask me, I don't know, you can figure it out for yourself, I'll go back to sleep first."

Cui Minhao was in a panic now, he leisurely turned around and was about to leave, but Han Xiyun grabbed his arm: "Wait! Please, brother——"

"It's useless to call me brother! I don't lack younger sisters."

"What's that called?"

"You know!"

Seeing his hands in his trouser pockets, with such an airy tone, Han Xiyun was stunned for two seconds and directly dragged him out of the room: "Cui Minhao! Are you floating..."

"I was wrong! Empress! Forgive me—"

Before he finished speaking, he knelt down on his knees and begged for mercy: "I'll find a way for you right away, don't be angry! Calm down—calm down."

Han Xiyun was stunned: I haven't said anything——

"Ahem, you dare to argue with me, but for the sake of your sincerity in admitting your mistakes, I will forgive you for now."

"Hey, hey, thank you Empress Empress!"

Is it so exaggerated?

Han Xiyun blinked and suddenly didn't know what she should do. She looked sideways into the room and saw that the little guy on her bed didn't move, so she didn't wake up, so she raised her hand and touched the back of her head.

After thinking about it, she still decided what to do, and stared at the begging man on the ground with wide eyes: "Cui Minhao, I suddenly discovered a problem, you are really not suitable to be Xiaomumu's godfather."

"Why?"

Cui Minhao originally wanted to stand up, but was scared by her words and knelt down again.

Seeing him like this, Han Xiyun suppressed a smile and pretended to be serious: "Your image...is not suitable."

"What's wrong with my image?"

"He kneels down and begs for mercy to women at every turn. What if my son learns this? Will he not be bullied by women in the future?"

"No, and I have a reason for doing this, that's right!"

"Ha ha!"

If you are right, it is my fault. If you can’t waste any more, it’s important to run away quickly.

Han Xiyun sneered, murmured in her heart, folded her arms, turned around and went back to the house: "You better get up quickly, the snacks are getting cold, I won't play with you anymore."

When she entered the room, Cui Minhao pulled the corner of his mouth before slowly standing up: woman!Obviously you just can't play it, but it's not too stupid to give you a step to know!

After returning to the room, Cui Minhao secretly smiled, covered his mouth, and quickly picked up the computer beside him to help.

Just at this time, the computer page displayed the tenth message of WeChat:

Tang Ren: Why are you suddenly silent?Is it a break? Is the QQ account public like this?
"Hey—Xi Yun, who is this dear friend?"

Han Xiyun didn't realize it for a while, and hurried over with a mouthful of flat food, "Well——I almost forgot, and I haven't replied to him yet."

"who is he?"

"Oh, the great writer who inspired me to write novels told you that you didn't even know him."

Han Xiyun quickly swallowed what was in her mouth, wiped her mouth with a piece of paper, took it back to the computer, and opened the WeChat chat interface.

"Ten pieces of information? This man is also quite persevering."

"I have perseverance, but it can't compare to my one percent perseverance!"

Seeing her replying to other people's messages in such a hurry, Cui Minhao pouted and pretended to be disdainful. He sat on the bed with his arms folded and quietly glanced sideways at the computer screen.

"Hey, hey, don't peek, you, go out quickly, I will take the bowl back to the kitchen by myself later, you can go back early, wash and sleep."

"Hmph! Ruthless woman! If you don't let me see it, I don't mind seeing it!"

Before standing up, he still didn't forget to take another look: "Go to bed early, while Xiao Mumu is still sleeping, don't wait until someone wakes up and you don't have to sleep."

"Okay, you old man can rest assured, go out quickly, and close the door, thank you."

When he finally left the room slowly, Han Xiyun continued to reply to Tang Ren. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they made her laugh out loud in the middle of the night.

"Wow-wow-wow-"

Accompanied by her laughter, and the little guy next to her began to cry loudly, the sound directly shocked Cui Minhao, who had just fallen asleep, his eyes widened.

"What's the matter? You haven't slept in the middle of the night—are the mother and son crazy? Why are you still crying and laughing? Could it be that I'm dreaming?"

Until he sat up and listened carefully, he pinched his thigh: "Uh-his-damn!"

Angrily, he ran to the door of Han Xiyun's room, took a deep breath, quickly patted his stiff face with his hands, forced a smile, and then gently knocked on the door.

"Xiyun? What's the matter? I'll come in!"

"Oh—it's just in time, hurry up and help me carry this guy to your room, I'm busy replying to God and he's still making noise."

Cui Minhao took another deep breath, and continued to forcefully smile: "Xiyun, I suddenly remembered that I have to go to the toilet, big one! Xiaomumu, you should coax her first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away, and hurriedly locked the door when he returned to his room, for fear that Han Xiyun would come out and grab him, and left the little guy to him to chat with others.

Now Han Xiyun is about to go crazy: I can't talk halfway and leave the god alone!

Cui Minhao, who hid in the room, had a good time, lying on the wall and secretly listening to the movement in the next room, it was full of Han Xiyun's wailing, and the cry of the little guy.

"Hee hee, you can't blame me, really, if you didn't want to chat with others, would I be so unfeeling? Hehe..."

Just a minute after he was proud, he suddenly found that there was no movement in the next room.

"No way! I coaxed him so quickly! I remember that the little guy is not so easy to coax, could it be——could she put the little guy—"

At this moment, a terrifying picture appeared in his mind: a woman was so angry that she covered the crying baby in her arms and held it tightly until the baby...

"No, no! Xi Yun is not so cruel, yes, Xiao Mumu, dad is here, don't be afraid..."

He shook his head anxiously. The image in his mind could not be dissipated for a long time. In desperation, he had no choice but to open the door by himself and rushed directly into Han Xiyun's room.

"Xi Yun, don't do stupid things—"

Just after he rushed in, a harmonious and beautiful picture appeared in front of him: a woman sitting in front of the computer with her child in her arms, and a man's voice playing with the child on the computer, very gentle!