My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Xiao Chen naturally didn't know what the audience was talking about.

After He Jiong finished reading the letter, Xiao Chen said slowly again: "Okay, you all know the contents of the letter, girl, put the letter back in its original place."

"Don't, don't!"

Huang Lei hurriedly said, "Old man, don't you still want to use these letters to cushion the sofa?"

"of course."

Xiao Chen said disapprovingly: "This stack of letters fits nicely on the sofa, if you change it to something else, it will definitely shake."

Everyone covered their faces collectively.

Huang Lei shook his head dumbfounded.

Cushion the sofa with a letter from Napoleon.

This kind of thing is probably only the old man can do it.

"Grandpa, this letter is too precious, so it can't be used to cushion the sofa. How about this? I'll help you repair the legs of the sofa later, shall I?"

Huang Lei suggested.

"Also."

Xiao Chen nodded, then continued to eat and drink.

A table full of dishes.

He is the only one eating.

Others haven't mentioned chopsticks yet.

Everyone looked at him eagerly.

All were speechless.

This old man really has a big heart.

All this time.

You still eat it so delicious?

Shouldn't you tell me more about the story behind these letters?

however.

No matter how many people asked such questions again, Xiao Chen just waved his hands, expressing that he had forgotten.

Wait until you are full.

Xiao Chen got up and went back to the wooden house.

He Jiong and Zhang Zifeng were left to clean up the dishes.

Huang Lei led Peng Yuchang to repair the legs of the sofa in the living room.

"It's well done."

Xiao Chen sat on the sofa for a while, then nodded in satisfaction: "Then you don't need to return the letter, you can keep it, okay, I'll go to sleep."

After speaking.

Xiao Chen went upstairs slowly.

Everyone looked at his back.

All were stunned.

"Is grandpa so big-hearted? Is that why you don't want Napoleon's letter?"

Peng Yuchang said dumbfounded.

"I'm convinced!"

Zhang Yixing couldn't help sighing.

"I'm used to it."

He Jiong smiled helplessly, and continued, "In the eyes of this old man, Napoleon's letter is probably just a pile of waste paper."

Hear this.

All the younger ones nodded.

He Jiong was right.

The old man was never excited from the beginning to the end.

It shows that he really didn't take Napoleon's letter seriously.

not to mention.

Everyone has slept...ah no, everyone has had a relationship with Princess Sissi.

What's the point of another Napoleon?

"Is this the boss' circle of friends?"

Peng Yuchang muttered to himself.

"Okay, you guys go to take a shower, today's show is almost finished here."

Huang Lei said.

"it is good!"

Everyone responded, and then they all went upstairs.

.......

Although everyone in Mushroom House is used to it.

But the online audience hasn't calmed down yet!

Just a few minutes.

A piece of news broke the Internet.