Chapter 441

People's little ancestors blinked, and a group of people squatting next to the sofa followed, holding their breath and waiting quietly, discussing what the little guy would call first.

Some say Grandpa, others say Grandpa, grandma, mom and uncle are scrambling.

Only Huo Jingcheng disagreed. He was dressed in a dark blue shirt. His temperament was elegant and charming. The shirt at the cuff was slightly pulled up, with a trace of laziness. His charming and slender legs overlapped together. His big hand fell on his knee and tapped again and again, but he faintly revealed a kind of determination that he must get.

If you ask the guy in Huo's house who likes the most, it must be him.

Moreover, before going to bed every night, he would kiss the little guy's soft cheek, tell him to say "Dad", and then say good night.

That was his son. The first thing he learned was naturally his father.

In the attention and ardent hope of all the family, the emperor finally burst out two words: "Hu!"

Suddenly, the villa of Huo's house was quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of the needle falling on the ground clearly.

Huo Jingcheng's actions were also there. There was a crack on his three-dimensional face with clear facial features, and his long fingers rubbed his forehead gently.

However, Huo Mu smelled a gloomy smell of wind and rain.

Facts have proved that Huo's mother's guess is indeed correct. Huo Jingcheng directly ordered him to enter and leave mahjong places after that day.

Huo Mu never thought that she thought it was a happy thing, but finally stifled her mahjong career!

Of course, this is not the only consequence. Every night, the little guy must face a teaching.

The man has a long body and a strong arm, which is slightly supported on the stroller. He says word by word: "Dad."

The little guy is not very serious. His two short legs pedal and pedal powerfully. He blows bubbles in his mouth and plays with toys in his hands.

Shen Ya knew that he must have felt a setback today, tried to suppress the smile he wanted to overflow, and said, "you're a little too serious. He's too young. When he grows up to a certain age, he will naturally shout."

Hearing the speech, Huo Jingcheng's thin lips lifted up and smiled. It was warm like the spring breeze in March. He continued: "Dad..."

Shen Ya: "

Huo Jingcheng did not live up to his expectations. Under such increasing influence, the first name the little guy learned was Dad, but he couldn't pronounce clearly. His father was called Papa by him.

Although the man is not happy, the warmth between his eyebrows can't stop anything.

Huo Jingcheng sat on the sofa. Shen Ya held the little guy and taught him to talk: "the moon!"

The little guy has learned to walk. He doesn't sit well at all. He keeps twisting his ass. he's a little annoyed. He says, "loser!"

Shen Ya continued patiently, "cough."

"It stinks!"

"Dog!"

"Fight!"

Shen Ya couldn't help laughing. Listening to him was really a great pleasure in life.

Huo Jingcheng also smiled. He had never known before that raising children was such a fun and happy process.

Pajamas.

Shen Ya, ye Ziqing and Chen Yuanyuan went shopping. They stayed there. She was not interested. She was impatient and kept urging.

Chen Yuanyuan grabbed her and asked her to buy one.

She looked at the fire breathing shape and shook her head. Ye Ziqing said, "the interest between husband and wife is also very important. They have to live together for such a long time. The occasional interest and freshness are necessary. Buy it!"

Finally, under their encouragement and education, she bought a set of sexy pajamas and red gauze.

That night, she was reading a magazine, which said about sex. Women's casual actions can stimulate men's flame. Even if they are shy, even shy, they should try it boldly, which may have unexpected results.

After hesitating for a long time, Shen Ya went to the bathroom and changed into pajamas half tangled and half shy.

Still hesitating, the door of the bathroom was pushed open. Huo Jingcheng came in. Her cheeks flushed and she didn't know where to hide.

However, it was obviously too late. The man's tall body immediately stood in place without a sound.

A burst of heat rose from under the soles of his feet. When Shen Arden felt that he was heating up all over his body, and his cheeks were more like being cooked. Finally, I couldn't stand it and said, "don't look!"

Huo Jingcheng can't hear her now.

"You quickly help me bring in the sanitary napkin." Shenya pushed his shoulder. She tore a few buttons off the white shirt. It was loose and sexy with the taste of sunny desire.

The second time I wore sexy underwear, it was the most important moment, but the little guy got sick and had to stop!

The third time, the company called. There was a problem with a very important contract, which must be dealt with immediately.

With a long sigh, Huo Jingcheng put on his shirt, stared at her and said, "Liu Bei cares about the cottage but not Zhuge Liang. My sexy underwear is far away..."

Shenya felt that he had completely insulted the poem.

"Three times is enough. There will never be a fourth time, otherwise it will only be abandoned if it goes on like this..."

He kneaded his slightly painful eyebrows and could use idioms in a gentle and elegant tone: "next time I will make trouble with the Yellow Dragon, even if something big falls down!"

After the fourth time, he really made trouble with Huanglong. He did it all night. In various places and ways, Shen Ya's back pain didn't straighten up for two days.

Learn children's songs.

Shen Ya downloaded many children's songs for the little guy on the computer, such as "listen to me, Mom", "hug me if you love me", "two tigers" and "catch loach".

She planned to teach yunche to sing these songs, but she was not interested and was always unhappy. Finally, she said, "Mom, I don't like this type of music."

"What kind of music do you like?"

Huo yunche, who is more than two years old, has opened his eyebrows and eyes. He is so beautiful that people can't help but want to take it away. He said with milk: "Mom, I'll sing for you. You're good to listen to, ha Yi yo oh, ha Yi yo oh, go, wow Oh!"

Shen Ya was dizzy. He saw his little mouth open like a wolf and kept shouting, "what are you doing?"

Huo yunche licked the lollipop in his hand, tilted his head, lay on her lap, thought for a while, and said, "my aunt said, this song is called beishuang, wow, so cool!"

Shen Ya's forehead became darker: "...."

Ideal.

One day, many children came to Huo's house. They were all the same age as Huo yunche. They were playing games in groups.

Some were generals and some were bodyguards. Huo yunche had a good time. He was disheartened. When Shen Ya and Huo Jingcheng came back, they saw that he looked like a thief.

As soon as he saw Huo Jingcheng, he jumped over happily and held his father's suit pants with his dirty hands.

Shenya wanted to pull him away. Huo Jingcheng picked him up with a smile on his face. He ignored his son and took the opportunity to wipe the soil on his pants and gently wipe the soil on his face: "what are you playing with?"

"Hero General and stronghold king." his white and tender palm was black.

Shen Ya had some interest. The more she looked at her children, the more she felt valiant and handsome, and the more she felt energetic and good-looking. She said, "then my son must be the hero of the world, general!"

Huo yunche shook his head like a rattle and straightened his chest: "wrong! I don't like to be a general. I like to be a stronghold king. This tree is carried by me and this road is driven by me. I want to pass by from now on and stay to buy road wealth! I eat meat and drink a lot, and a group of little wives! Oh, how cool!"

Shen Ya: "

Huo Jingcheng: "

Shen Ya was almost in tears. She didn't know who the bear child's temperament was. Huo Jingcheng also kneaded his eyebrows helplessly. Was he so naughty when he was a child?

The next year, she gave birth to another daughter.

Her daughter's name is, Huo Yunfei.

Laughter and laughter never stopped. The whole Huo family laughed happily

The light in the room is on, which is neither dazzling nor dark. It is faint and yellow, with an inexplicable warmth.

The boy was sitting in a wheelchair and lying on the desk doing his homework. After the accident, his leg was seriously injured. At present, he can't stand and can only sit in a wheelchair.

The woman sat in front of the window, with a painting frame in front of her and colorful dyes beside her. She had several stitches sewn on her chin, the thread had not been removed, and the left cheek was slightly scratched and scabbed, but it had not fallen off. I didn't know if she would leave a scar.

However, the black and red scab was printed on Bai Xi's smooth face, but it was really not good-looking.

The atmosphere in the room is very quiet. Only the faint breathing sounds of mother and son are intertwined one after another, but they are very warm and peaceful.

Looking back, when the woman's eyes inadvertently fell on the boy, she frowned slightly, a little helpless.

His posture of doing homework is not always good. The homework book on the tea table is always crooked, and his body is twisted. His arm is on the tea table, his face is on his arm, and he writes when he is asleep. His face seems to be close to the homework book.

Put down the brush in his hand, the woman walked over, the boy didn't notice, still lying there writing, the long curled eyelashes blinked from time to time, casting a black shadow on the homework book.

Reaching out, she gently patted the boy on the back and adjusted his sitting posture: "can you sit upright and do your homework?"

"Yes." the boy smiled, revealing two tiger teeth, moved his small body, sat upright and straightened his back: "Mom, don't you draw?"

Shaking his head, Tang Xiaoran stroked his hair and asked, "are you hungry?"

After birth, his hair was not very good, yellow and thin. She thought she ate something she shouldn't eat during pregnancy, or it was too nutritious. Fortunately, it's black, thick and shiny now.

The boy reached out to hold his stomach and nodded: "hungry, the dumplings and leek stuffing that the school asked to eat in the afternoon always have a taste. I don't like it. My favorite dumpling is the lotus vegetable and pig meat stuffing made by my mother."

Smell speech, Tang Xiaoran's hand is tiny, but his thoughts can't stop wandering and floating.