Carefully step on the stool, step down from the toilet, put on the strawberry pants, put down the skirt, it's called cute.
"Uncle, all right."
Mengmeng takes her mobile phone in her hand and goes to the bathroom: "here comes my uncle."
Push open the bathroom door, and see the liver standing by the toilet. Mengmeng presses the flush button, and then holds the liver to wash his hands on the washstand.
"Small hearted, are you still sleepy?"
Small hearted nod, voice with sleepy soft cotton: "sleepy ~"
sleepy ah?
That would be difficult.
Be careful how to speak when the liver is sleepy and you want to sleep?
Mengshao is in a dilemma. Xiaoxingan has cleaned his hands and is holding his hands waiting for him to dry under the dryer.
"Uncle..."
Mengmeng doesn't hear it. Be careful that the liver touches his face with his wet hand. When his face cools, Mengmeng will be back to her mind.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw his big eyes, which were wary of liver flickering, looking at him innocently: "uncle, hands and hands."
Said, put his little fat hand in front of him to show him.
"Oh, oh." Mengshao finally understood and held her to dry her hands.
Back to the bed, be careful that the liver can't sleep. After rolling twice on the bed, Mengmeng sat beside the bed and poked her round belly with one hand: "whose is this Tangyuan?"
Careful liver giggled, rolled to one side, lying on the bed, black and white eyes staring at him, smiling brightly: "it's careful liver!"
"Isn't it uncle's?"
"No." Be careful. The liver shakes his head. "It's not uncle's."
"What about uncle's dumplings?"
Be careful of the liver. He got up, sat down beside him, and touched his stomach with his fingers. "Little uncle's Tangyuan is here."
touched her head: "be careful of the liver. It's smart."
"Hee hee..."
Master Chu listened to the interaction between his uncle and nephew. He was the one who could play with liver carefully.
It's a pity
After playing for a while, be careful that the liver is tired. After lying down, close your eyes and fall asleep.
Although he didn't give up, Master Chu hung up.
…………
Vice president's office.
Yanyi people, with one hand on his forehead, pointed to the position of the sofa: "sitting."
Chongyuan didn't sit down on the sofa, but walked straight to her, raised a chair with long legs, and sat down at the desk.
He was lying on his desk, chin resting on the back of his hand
Yan Yiren picked up the pen, and the pen in the pen holder knocked on his head: "Chongyuan, can't you one day not make trouble? Beat paparazzi, scold reporters, now play tender model, you say, what else you can't do? "
Being scolded by her, Chongyuan is really full of bad deeds.
Chongyuan buries his head in his arms gloomily: "he beat the paparazzi because he stopped my car on the highway. He would be in danger at any time. He scolded the reporter because the reporter should scold. Why should I support my stepmother? Does stepmother have anything to do with me? As for playing with tender models... "
Speaking of this, Chongyuan raised his head and looked at her for a moment: "I said I was framed, do you believe it?"
"Frame up? If you don't want to, can someone else jam a woman into your bed? " Yanyi people sneer at his words and don't believe a word.
Chongyuan sighed helplessly, holding his head in one hand, and said slowly, "I know you won't believe it. But miss Yiren, I didn't play the role of young model. I was set up. It's true. "