Chapter 987

Bo Jingxing was a little pretended, but he was sad and sad when he left the phone to cry. Bo Jingxing quickly opened his eyes and sat on his stomach with him.

"Don't cry. I'm fine."

"OK Hang Hang is not dead... "

Night night stretched out a small white hand to wipe his eyes.

"Not dead yet." Bo Jingxing burps and puts his hand on his stomach.

"Indigestion here, rub it for me."

In the evening, she cried and belched. She grabbed Bo Jingxing's clothes with her little hand and grabbed them twice If you rub it, you won't die, will you? "

"Well But you're not rubbing, you're scratching. "

With red eyes, Wan Wan kneaded Bo Jingxing's stomach while chatting with him.

Bo Jingxing really didn't know what to say to wanwan. He was talking about Zou.

"Look at your sister. Do you know you are still young? This point is not home yet? "

I'm not very happy.

"Mom Working class.... "

Bo Jingxing glared at her and said solemnly:

"that's your sister. Don't shout. Anyway, we are married. You call her mom. What am I? I don't want to wear your little green hat

Late, late, late.

"OK You don't like being late... "

Who would like a walking green hat?

"Wanjie is so cute..."

Bo Jingxing took a look at her. Your big eyes were full of grievances. It was really a foul!

"Do you think it's bad to be late..."

The grape like eyes were full of crystal clear tears.

"Late can be better You don't want Ma Ma and Wan Wan, ok... "

Say, that bean big tears fell down, low small head, to Bo Jingxing knead stomach of two small hands have not stopped action.

That clever and pitiful appearance makes people feel soft and distressed.

"Well, I didn't say I didn't want you. Why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry, I didn't say no to your mother and you! "

"Really?"

Bo Jingxing nodded, "really."

Night night blinking big eyes or some suffering to look at him.

Bo Jingxing took a deep breath and nodded his face, "come on, kiss, you can't fake it."

Wan Wan blinked his big eyes and climbed directly from Bo Jingxing's stomach to Bo Jingxing's chest, holding his face in his soft hands.

"Baji -"

"Muma -"

"Bo -"

he kisses one after another on his honey colored face.

"Come on, come on, kiss me on the face

Bo Jingxing looked disgusted and avoided the "wet kiss" at night.

Thanks to his younger sister-in-law's age, would he not have become the wolf brother-in-law who lured her?

Sister in law and brother-in-law, this is a very sensitive relationship!

Looking at Bo Jingxing's face, "giggle" at night.

Bo Jingxing belched and looked at his lovely little face. After a long time, he suddenly said:

"little fat man, let me hear your call from dad."

As soon as the voice came out, Bo Jingxing's heart suddenly jumped twice, and his heart was filled with a strange feeling.

Dad

The title seems too far away from him.

Not very suitable for him.

Little night also don't know what to think, hear Bo Jingxing's words, also followed Leng for a long time.

“…… Yes, yes. Is that the father of the night? "

Bo Jingxing pursed his lips, and there was an unnatural layer on his honey colored face.

"No. You and your elder sister are the same father. Your elder sister is so old. It shows that your father is a bad old man. I am so handsome. How can I be your father? "

With that, he took wanwan from his chest to his stomach and said with a very serious look:

"we should keep a distance in the future, you know? Brother in law, remember, I'm your brother-in-law. "

Late late curled his mouth, a thick loss flashed on his small face.

"Wanwan likes to travel..."

Bo Jingxing stretched out his hand and rubbed his little face. "I'll continue to knead it for me. It's hard to die."

“…… Oh

When sang Yu came back, what he saw was that he was sitting on Bo Jingxing's body at night, holding his two little arms and rubbing something for Bo Jingxing.

Sangyu's face changed slightly and walked quickly.

"What's the matter? What's wrong? "

" Mom... " At night, she cried softly. She had been afraid and worried all the time. Now when she saw Sangyu coming back, her nerves relaxed and her eyes burst into tears.Sangyu will hold up at night, softly comfort, "it's OK."

At night, he buried his head in the neck socket of Sangyu and sobbed.

Holding Wan Wan and sitting beside Bo Jingxing, sang Yu looked at Bo Jingxing who had opened his eyes and asked, "what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Sangyu coming back, my eyes have been on her.

I haven't seen you all day. How did I get out in the morning and how did I get back in the evening.

The makeup on the face must have been mended.

Maybe just because of running fast, the blush on both sides of the cheek is more obvious than in the past.

Maybe

When the cold air she brought in from outside dissipated, Bo Jingxing's face became cold.

"Did you drink?"

Sangyu frowned, holding the night will stand up, "I see you are OK."

Bo Jingxing quickly grabbed Sangyu's wrist, "heartless woman, my stomach is uncomfortable!"

Sang Yu was forced to sit on the sofa again, and looked at his stomach, where his shirt was wrinkled, which was obviously the place he had just trampled.

"Did you eat something bad, or..."

"Eating too much, indigestion!"

Or as if in order to increase persuasion, a hiccup.

Sangyu pulled her lips slightly, and a light radian rose on her lips.

"You can't digest as much as you eat?"

Bo Jingxing didn't speak for a moment.

Wan Wan raised his head and said in a childish voice, "all you have to do is eat Three meals. "

She paused for a few seconds and counted her fingers.

Sangyu doubts, "three bowls of rice is not much for you, how can you suddenly indigestion?"

"It's indigestion. How many meals do you care about me?"

Sang Yu took a deep breath, put the evening aside, took out the medicine box from under the tea table, then stood up and pulled Bo Jingxing up.

On Bo Jingxing's back, shoulders and arms, he patted and kneaded for a while, regardless of Bo Jingxing's dissatisfaction. After a while, he picked up the thread and wound it around his thumb.

Seeing Sangyu holding a thin needle, Bo Jingxing stares at her defensively.

"Kill you!"

Bo Jingxing sneered and killed him with an embroidery needle?

Are you kidding?

However, just as he sneered sarcastically, there was a sharp pain on his thumb, and then a deep color of blood came out.

“……”

This cruel woman.