Chapter 8: Repression from the mother

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However, what should come always comes.

Chen Yan, who had not been home for two days and one night, stood at the door of the room tremblingly.

How about going home?

"Mom, don't blame me, that woman is a criminal, I'll feel bad if I don't arrest her!"

"You mean to arrest her, a girl who has a blind date with you, your conscience is gone, can't you arrest her after the blind date is over?"

Barbie is Q.

No matter what Chen Yan thought about it, he felt like he was going to die.

Click.

Bravely opened the door.

Forget it, if you get beaten up, you'll be beaten up, anyway, it's not that you haven't been beaten before!

"Mom, I'm back."

On the sofa, Yu Huizhen sat on the sofa, quietly watching TV, with a feather duster in her hand.

Chen Yan didn't understand why he had already crossed over, why there were still feather dusters at home.

Could it be that this thing also followed him through?

It really is his nemesis since childhood.

Yu Huizhen didn't react at all to Chen Yan's words, staring straight at the TV, expressionless.

Old Chen sat in the corner of the sofa, with a straight back, like standing in a military posture. He also kept his eyes fixed and stared at the TV, not responding at all to Chen Yan's return home.

It's over!

Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat.

With the status of my father in front of my mother, although I did not dare to disobey my mother, at least I could usually give myself a look, give me some ideas, and even plead with the mud to help myself.

But the posture like now has definitely been cleaned up by my mother.

Looking at it again, Chen Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

Monica obediently squatted next to her father, motionless, watching TV quietly.

Although Chen Yan didn't understand why a dog would stare at the TV, the seriousness of the matter had clearly entered the red alert category.

In Chen Yanjia, the order of status is like this.

Mom, Monica, and Dad are finally me.

Monica is definitely the treatment of her own. She is afraid of freezing when she holds it in her hand, and afraid that it will melt when she holds it in her mouth.

Usually, Monica barked arrogantly at herself in her mother's arms.

Even today, he was put in a military position.

It's over, it's over, it's completely Barbie Q.

"Mom!" Chen Yan's eyes rolled around, thinking about it: "What are you doing... eh!"

Chen Yan, who had just taken off his police uniform, sighed and sat on the ground clutching his old waist.

"Son?" To say it was still old Chen Jijing, he ran over immediately when he saw something was wrong: "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Wang Wang Wang!

Monica is also smart.

Following Old Chen to lift his military posture, he followed with shaking his head and tail.

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