"Great!" Chu also Xiumei eyes, can not conceal the excitement.
Chu Yue transferred back to Kyoto, for him and Chu Shaohua, it's just like adding wings to the tiger!
Chu Shaohua was also happy. He understood that Chu Zhong probably beat Chu Yue's palm in front of the crowd, so he made up for it.
But who cares?
As long as the result is what they want, that's enough!
Think of careful liver to wind to rain to get the favor of the degree, Chu Shaohua can't help but for Chu Wen Huo ping!
It is also a great grandson. The first child of Yanyi people should be a great grandson, but he died young.
Chang Zeng sun naturally became Chu Wenhuo. Chu Qiao's little doll was even more favored than Chu Wenhuo. It's unreasonable!
Isn't the president's office always about order and order?!
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Master Chu came out of the bedroom and was going to find Xiaoxingan.
When I went to her children's room, I didn't see anyone. When I went to cute bedroom, I still didn't see my uncle and nephew.
So he closed the door and went downstairs.
In the hall, Qi Fenghe and Chu Zhong have already rested, leaving Mengmeng and careful liver sitting on the sofa.
To be exact, careful liver sits on the cute leg, grabs his T-shirt and asks: "uncle, when will mom think of careful liver?"
"Soon, shall we wait for your mother to get better?"
"OK."
Careful liver sensible but three seconds, and asked: "uncle, can you let mom think of careful liver tomorrow?"
Mengmeng feels that her head is big, so she shifts her attention in time? What about the head? Do you feel pain in your head? "
Xiaoxingan shakes his head for a while, flattens his mouth and says, "it hurts a little."
Still hurt?
Mengmeng dare not neglect. She picked her up and went out: "my uncle will take you to the medical center."
The voice of Xiaoxingan trembled and her eyes were stiff: "to Do you want an injection? "
"Well!"
Careful of the liver sucks the nose, pitifully bumps the head into his bosom: "small, careful of the liver faints needle......"
"Hahaha..." Cute little laugh.
Be careful that the liver is still drilling into his arms. He just doesn't want to see a doctor.
"What's the matter?"
Young master Chu made a sound in time. Mengmeng heard the sound. He turned around and raised his eyebrows. "Brother, are you down?"
Careful liver immediately raised his head, stretched out his hand to Master Chu to hold, and his face was red with anxiety: "Dad, Dad hold!"
Young master Chu picked her up in accordance with the words. He was careful that the liver immediately hugged his neck. He pouted his mouth and looked at Mengmeng: "little, be careful that the liver would not be injected."
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"Well, it doesn't seem to hurt."
"Little liar." Master Chu pinched her face. "Don't lie, you know?"
Xiaoxingan nodded dispirited, "be careful of the liver mistake, I'm sorry."
"Forgive you."
Take her to the sofa and sit down. Master Chu shakes his mind for a moment. The little fat hand is waving back and forth in front of his eyes without blinking.
Careful liver turns round, ask Mengmeng: "uncle, what's the matter with dad?"
Mengmeng doesn't know what Master Chu is thinking. Is it that Yan Yi's condition is getting worse?
Looking at his gloomy face, the situation must not be very optimistic.
At present, Yanyi people regard chuwenhuo as her young bun. The most injured one is liver.
This poor little guy has always been held in the palm of his mother's hand. Where has he been treated like this?