Chapter 1281

Leng Yinian is very clever. Originally, she looks soft and cute. People like her more.

Song Xiaoya is very happy to see Leng Yinian. She looks at her son with her bright eyes and the pink bun in Leng Bingbing's arms. She raises her lips and flashes a meaningful smile.

She quietly pushed a pestle in place of the son, "Ricky, go up to say hello to aunt!"

Song Ruiqi is now eight years old. She is tall and has some baby fat faces. She has less fat on her face. Her facial features are three-dimensional and handsome. She has begun to take on a handsome appearance.

When song Ruiqi was a child, she stayed with lengbing all the time. When she saw lengbing, she was not unfamiliar at all.

She gave lengbing a big hug and said, "aunt Bingbing, I wish you happiness!"

Looking at the big boy in front of him coldly, I felt the cruelty of time for the first time.

In a twinkling of an eye, the little boy became a big boy. In another two years, he will be taller than her.

"Reggie, I miss you so much!"

"Me too!"

When Leng Yinian saw song Ruiqi, he couldn't move his eyes. He covered his mouth and said shyly, "brother Ruiqi is so beautiful! I like it

The Milky voice, seriously saying that she liked it, immediately amused the adults.

"Ha ha ha! How old is Niannian? I'll know that I like handsome guys. It's amazing when I grow up! "

Leng Yinian couldn't understand what everyone said. She didn't say anything just now?

She just likes this brother!

Song Ruiqi looks at the bun in the princess dress in her cold arms, and her white ears are getting a little red.

Do you know what love is for such a small child?

In the bustle, the crowd dispersed, and the century wedding curtain fell perfectly.

With the end of the wedding, there is someone's good face.

Leng Yinian fell asleep on the way home and gave it to the nanny as soon as he got home.

When I came home from the wedding, I didn't say a word to yumochuan.

Yumochuan knows that it's a bit too much. Just now, because of his daughter's presence, he can't save face.

Now the daughter has gone to bed, and the servant has been waved back by him.

He followed coldly behind, looked at the woman's angry face, and gave a tentative cry.

"Ice?"

Hum!

Coldly threw him a haughty back of the head.

Yumochuan fue

No matter how many times he called her, she just ignored him.

He had a good time, but he didn't know how worried she was these days. Her tears were almost gone.

It's good for this asshole to hide and make her sad. He doesn't even give her a message.

Although, lengbing knows from ah Jin's words that yumochuan is mostly OK, maybe it's one of their plans, she doesn't dare to ask more, worried about what secrets her brother might eavesdrop on, and then it will turn against him.

All this, she only dares to guess silently in her heart.

Of course, there is another reason.

Even if she deceives herself, she just wants to have a thought in her heart.

Is called Ningguo small sun, does not die the myth he how can easily die?

He was a man who had been lost in Senli for a month and could not die. He was a man who could walk alone in the enemy's abdomen and retreat completely.

Cunning as a fox, how can you die so easily?

She was really worried at first when something happened to Yu's group.

But then things happened one after another, and she felt something was wrong.

With the shrewdness of yumochuan, it is impossible for all the bad things to happen together.

Unless there's a possibility that he did it on purpose!

He deliberately revealed flaws, let the enemy hook, the enemy hidden in the dark are blown out.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get. I don't even look at yumochuan. I take my pajamas to the bathroom.

Just took off the dress, standing under the shower, the bathroom door was pushed open, yumochuan secretly poked out a head.

"Wife, do you want to wash together?"

“……”

Cold face a change, subconsciously protect the body.

But on second thought

Instead of covering up, she straightened her chest and showed her proud figure.

Her amorous eyes picked to pick, cold hum way: "I don't have you this kind of lying husband!"

Language Mo Chuan eyes all see straight, sexy Adam's apple up and down a roll, unbearably swallow saliva.

"Wife, wash together!"

With that, he squeezed himself into the bathroom.

With a cold hum, he pushed him away, hooked his lips, and poked his slender fingers on yumochuan's chest.

"Do it by yourself! I don't want to write with you big liar! "Big liar

Yumochuan is pushed away, and a group of crows fly over his head.

He did cheat her.

In this matter, he really made a mistake, but he didn't regret it at all.

If you don't use this way, how can you force out her sincerity!

Yumochuan took off his clothes in a hurry, but when he was standing under the shower, a sharp pain came, which made him frown.

Although all the preparations were made in advance, the back was still burned by the high temperature of the fire.

Just now I was so lustful that I forgot such an important thing!

Language Mo Chuan helplessly smile, picked up the wet towel, dry the body, put on the towel out of the bathroom.

Leng Bingbing is sitting by the dresser blowing her hair. She hears the sound of opening the door and looks behind her through the mirror.

He washes very fast!

I came out in two minutes. I don't know if I got wet?

Hum! She doesn't care about him!

It doesn't matter if he stinks or is dirty!

Coldly take back the line of sight, as did not see language Mo Chuan, continue to blow their hair.

Yumochuan stands behind her and suddenly grabs the hair dryer in her hand.

"I'll blow it for you!"

This time know to please her?

Leng Bingbing is angry now. Naturally, it won't give him a good face.

"Let go!"

"Not loose!" The language Mo Chuan plays depends on the way.

"You..." Coldly, but her strength is not a man's opponent, watching the hair dryer robbed by him.

Coldly impatient, but the man has grasped her hair, bone clear fingers one by one in her hair shuttle. ,

the warm wind blows out from the blowing mouth, and the warmth is like following the hair, passing through the skin and all the way to the heart.

Even my heart is getting warm.

The poor anger in my heart is like being put out by a basin of cold water.

Icy: "I'm not..."

She pursed her lips and quieted down.

This hateful man always has a way to know where she died.

The room is quiet, only the sound of the hair dryer is ringing in the quiet room.

After blowing his hair, yumochuan came to bed with lengbing in his arms.

The man's burning eyes looked at her, low voice, affectionately shouts: "Bingbing..."

It's a very simple name. I don't know how many people have heard it, but when it's spoken out by him, there's an indescribable love.