After Becoming a Little |

PS6: Ash's feel is much stronger than Hammer's...

Section 52 052 - Those Arya heard (add more for Rorqual classmates)

Let's go back in time 10 minutes, after Arya gets on the elevator.

Watching the elevator going up floor by floor, the two Aryas fought fiercely in their minds.

Angel Alia: "After all, your father has been divorced for so long, and the three-year-old sow Race Diaochan is just a show. 』

Devil Alia: "Tear Xiaomi first, then tear up my father, and tear down the hotel by the way"

Angel Alia: "You have to take into account the process of history. Now men are feminine, women are children, children are pets, pets are aristocratic, mothers are marginalized, stepmothers are classmates - maybe we all sit down and talk. Can you still be a girlfriend? 』

Devil Alia: "I have to tear it up too. What if I have a son and rob me of property? 』

Angel Arya: "What if it was my sister who was born? 』

Devil Arya: "This is good, this is good... Cough, that's not good either!I, Alia, crossed the Three Realms and faced the gods face to face. When have I ever suffered from this kind of viciousness - a little bitch of unknown origin who wants to be my stepmother?Afraid not to live in a dream. 』

【ding dong——】

The elevator door opened, and the real Arya looked at the thick carpet, took a deep breath, and walked out.

She put down her sleeves and the idea of ​​using her soul vision to scan the entire hotel from the top of the building. Instead, she put her hand on the railing of the rooftop while blowing the night breeze of Dongshan City.

The guest elevators of Crowne Plaza Hotel do not reach the top of the building, but the freight elevators used by employees can. Such elevators are generally installed in corners and corners, and some even require employee cards.

However, there is one thing that cannot be avoided by the freight elevator, which is the change of sheets. These things can only be entered and exited up and down by the freight elevator. The same laundry room also undertakes the function of washing clothes for guests.

Arya figured out the location of the freight elevator with just one coat.

Standing on the roof with the wind blowing, Arya looked at the lights of the ten thousand houses and exhaled a long breath: "This is not another world, this is the peaceful blue star, and I am no longer a real macho, but a Blue Star's ordinary young lady."

So what should an ordinary lady do when she encounters such a thing?

Of course, standing on the side of my mother, being a little bitch who tipped off in a palace fighting drama.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed a trans-oceanic phone from afar—

"Hey, sweet girl, what's the matter?"

The phone was quickly connected, and it seemed that a certain move's global communication business was quite powerful.

The background sound over the phone seemed very noisy, with all kinds of crackling sounds, and Arya's brows twitched fiercely.

This is the sound of gunfire, a very messy gunshot.

"Mom, are you busy? What's your voice over there?"

"I'm not busy. Mom is watching the show now. Firecrackers are set off here. It's a bit noisy."

It’s okay to set off firecrackers. I, Arya, came from the big earth anyway. Armed Assault 3 is lying on my desk right now, waiting for me to come back again. Even if you are my own mother, don’t bully me for not understanding science…

"...Aquí.! Aquí.!"

There was a Spanish voice on the other end of the phone, a voice shouting 'Here! ', the tone sounded as if someone playing chicken eating had found an unopened airdrop that no one cared about.

Then came the chaotic footsteps, the fierce gunfire, and the sudden crunch—

"Crack-"

The sound of celery being broken still reverberated, and the sound of shouting in Spanish stopped abruptly.

Arya took a deep breath: "Mom, are you okay? Should I hang up first?"

"Ah...ah?" The voice went from far to near, and Arya's mother panted slightly: "It's okay, just now a child threw firecrackers at me, which scared me a lot."

The other party's firecrackers may be 7.62 calibers, and the designer's name is Kalashnikov.

My mother calmed her breath: "Tell me baby, why did you call your mother so late?"

The time in the country was nearly fourteen hours away from the time when Alia's mother was there. It was just early morning on the other side, and there were already thousands of lights on Alia's side, and the sky was full of ink.

"I had a meal with Dad today."

Arya pondered whether to tell the matter.

After all, it sounds like her own mother is quite busy-although the other party's busy affairs haven't been figured out yet, she thinks it's better for her not to figure it out.

After all, according to the plan, my mother was only invited to interview a local township-level private entrepreneur of crop processing.

"Good thing!"

The mother's tone was quite happy. In order to vent this happiness, there was a crisp 'clang' sound of the pull ring being pulled open from the phone, and then the sound of the object being thrown out of the wind.

Thanks to a certain mobile communication company, the quality of your call is OK, Alia rubbed her eyebrows and was full of emotion.

"That's it, nothing else, I'm hanging up, you're busy first."

Arya wasn't going to interrupt her mother's 'interview', just as she wasn't going to be interrupted by a sudden phone call while playing a game.

I hope my mother's interview goes well - after all, her tone seems to be quite stable.

"Wait—" Arya's own mother shouted on the other end of the phone, "You have something to hide from me, right? It's about your father? Tell me what happened!"

"...No, nothing, I just wanted to call you."

"Impossible! I still don't know your temperament. I've always called you. Why would you take the initiative to call your mother and tell me what's the matter, or I'll ask your dad to go!"

"..."

Aaliyah took the phone away and looked at the appearance of this spare phone - you are also a phone used by a young lady, you should be more mature, just call and greet your family when you have nothing to do, don't be like those dead house boys passive.

Look, now I'm taking the blame, right?

She helplessly raised the phone back to her ear: "Actually, I just called my dad, and the person who answered the phone was a woman named Shu Zhanlan. She claimed to be my dad's Xiaomi, so I just wanted to ask this question. Do you know the matter, after all, you have already…”

The mother on the other side of the phone was fiddling with something, and whispered something like 'how to use this thing', 'it seems to be here', 'how does this ruler count', and so on.

By the way, the sound of the grenade exploding had been heard before, but Arya just thought it was an extra-large second kick and didn't ask any further questions.

"Pfft-"

The sound of something releasing the pressure sounded, and it was immediately inaudible, but because the sound was too hoarse, it was particularly sharp, so the penetration was enhanced to the international common tactical spoken language that Arya could clearly hear.

"RPG!!"

"boom----"

It seemed that something had fallen on my mother's side. Her voice was faint and fluttering, as if she was about to get out of the phone and asked, "You said—Xiaomi?"

"It may be a slip of the tongue. For example, what she wants to say is actually a junior or a life extension. After all, sometimes the quality of the call is poor, so it will lead to distortion."

No, even transoceanic calls are so clear, so distortion or something is just my excuse to comfort you.

"I see, my dear daughter, you don't have to ask about this, Mom will figure it out."

"Ah."

"That's it, I have something to do here. I'll call your dad later."

"it is good."

Arya wisely hung up the phone, listening to the sound of the gradually spinning motor on the opposite side, and the 'crashing' sound of the elastic chain being pulled.

Bless yourself, my poor father...

PS: This chapter was freshly released after the previous chapter. I had a meal in the middle, drank tea seriously, and sent a courier... I wanted to take a shower and change my clothes, but the weather was too cold. Afraid of taking a bath.

Day 53 - 053

Ai Rulong opened his mouth and looked back at Zhan Lan subconsciously.

The office OL dressed in azure blue has lost her previous capable temperament, lowered her head, and has a pair of slender legs wrapped in black silk, sitting in the style of a Japanese photo actress, she even closed her ears slightly shyly hair, red earlobes shine.

Jin Wansan held the teacup and looked at him, the big brother he just recognized, his face changed from red to white, from white to blue, from blue to black, and finally took a deep breath, looking like he It was as heavy as a [-]-ton black pot being detained inexplicably.

Jin Wansan's expression suddenly became awe-inspiring - could it be that something urgent happened in his family?

Whether it's public or private, Jin Wansan is very optimistic about Ai Rulong, and he doesn't want any changes in the other party's family.

Just when he wanted to open his mouth to say something, Ai Rulong raised his palm, pointed to himself, and then pointed to the inside of the room, indicating that he was going in to answer the phone.

Jin Wansan nodded silently.

Ai Rulong walked to the door of the room, paused, turned his head and said, "Zhan Lan, come here too."

"……Oh."

The young daughter-in-law's azure blue followed behind him, Jin Wansan sipped his tea, feeling slightly wrong.

Why does Ai Rulong's expression feel like he's seen it somewhere before...

The unremarkable uncle of the driver walked in, looked around the room, nodded at Jin Wansan, and was about to reach out to open the door of the suite, but he suddenly thought of something, he turned his head slightly and his ears were shaking. Trembling, the hand that had clearly touched the doorknob was retracted.

The unremarkable uncle of the driver turned around and left without hesitation, seeing Jin Wansan baffled.

Jin Mansan had nothing to do, and the soundproofing of the Crowne Plaza's high-end suite was excellent, and unless he was close to the door, he couldn't listen to the wall—and besides, he wasn't that kind of gossip.

Holding the teacup, he turned his head to look outside the house. The dark night scene turned the floor-to-ceiling glass windows into a large mirror, reflecting the suave appearance of an elegant businessman.

Jin Mansan looked at his own reflection in the window and immediately woke up.

I said why I seem to have seen Lao Ai's expression. Isn't this the look of confusion when I was caught by my wife.

wait-

Beidi Mine King Jin Wansan's thoughts began to turn backwards, from the 'eye-to-eye' between Ai Rulong and the secretary, all the way back to the time when he and Ai Rulong drank.

I was drunk, did I say something I shouldn't have said?

Like...body or something...

An inexplicable chill rose from the back, from the ditch to the sky, and Jin Wansan shivered, lifted his feet and walked out.

The unremarkable uncle of the driver is standing with his hands folded in front of him, standing at the door as a doorman.

Jin Wansan patted his arm: "Big brother, my big brother will ask me to tell me later, I have a life-or-death emergency, so I'll go back to my room first."