Chapter: 4937
"Sister Mengmeng, can you say it again?"
"I said little Chen Chuan is seven years old, Uncle Chen and Aunt Feifei, you can take him with you." Mengmeng looked like a big sister: "If you want to enjoy the world of two, Then I will play with Xiao Chen Chuan."
"Cute."
Zhou Fei rolled her eyes helplessly: "Chen Chuan is only seven years old and just adjusted to elementary school. His academic performance is not as good as yours, and he is always naughty. If he goes out and sees the world of flowers, will he be able to study when he comes back?"
"I can! I can! I can!" Chen Chuan is a big kid, knowing that the opportunity has come when Mengmeng sister speaks, he immediately patted his chest and said: "I will go out to play, and I will not delay my study. If I can't, I will Take your homework and go out, and I will definitely finish it."
"Great-grandson, didn't you agree to practice with the grandpa? Let's..." The God of War of the Chen family had a deliberative look on his face.
"Wooooow."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Chuan immediately burst into tears.
The God of War of the Chen family was at a loss for words.
Crying like this, is it true that the old man is not welcomed by his great-grandson?
"this......"
Chen Changqing loosened his mind and looked at Zhou Fei.
It has something to do with Chen Chuan's young age, but this is only one aspect. There are also security issues and the impact on him. He has always lived in Xiangjiang, and he ran to Hailong Starfield all of a sudden. The span is a bit big, and Mengmeng is the most At least it came step by step, first the world of martial arts, then the ruins, the small world, the Kunlun Immortal world, the ancient mines, and knew about King Realm, Endless Sea, Beiming Sea and other places, and then went to Sea Dragon Starfield.
However, as soon as Chen Chuan cried, Chen Changqing hesitated. He could almost hold on and gritted his teeth, but now that Mengmeng came, my good guy, she cried even louder.
Some couldn't make up his mind, so he glanced at Zhou Fei, who knows...
"It's all your bad idea!"
Zhou Fei said angrily, hugged Chen Chuan in her arms, and comforted her softly:
"Son, don't cry. Let's take you there. Can we go out to play together? It's because your father was worried about your safety, so he wanted you and the grandpa to learn cultivation skills. He will take you there next time."
"Really?" Chen Chuan's crying stopped abruptly, his eyes sparkled.
"Really, let's go together." Chen Changqing suddenly realized that the perfect mood was when he brought his son with him.
Sighing lightly, Chen Changqing put those redundant thoughts to the back of his mind, and said with a smile: "Okay, little Chen Chuan, manly man, don't cry, go get ready, we're going to set off later."
"Okay, where are we going to play?" Chen Chuan rubbed his head on Zhou Fei's brand-name clothes, leaving a piece of crystal clear snot, which made Zhou Fei dumbfounded.
"Go to a place you've never been to. In Mengmeng's words, we're going to play ball." Chen Changqing revealed a mysterious smile.
"Play with the ball? What ball?"
"Earth."
Chen Chuan:? ? ?
What the hell.
The problem here was solved, and Chen Changqing's family went back to the villa to prepare and pack their luggage.
"Mengmeng, didn't they ask you to persuade Chen Chuan?" Yue Xiaonao reminded.
"Huh, huh? Oh, uh..."