Chapter 1901

"One night, tomorrow you will sleep with mom and Dad, OK?"

Gu Chengyao tries his best to discuss with luoyimeng.

"Then why can't you sleep with mom and dad tonight? I want to sleep with mom and dad. " Little girl opens the coquettish mode.

He didn't persuade his daughter, but she convinced him.

"Well, baby, we three sleep together."

Rococo, who was standing there with his bathrobe wrapped, leaned on the door frame of the bathroom and watched Gu Chengyao's grievance compromise.

Why does she think it's funny.

A father who can't even handle his daughter.

"I've done it. You can do it." Rococo opens his mouth and Gu Chengyao looks around.

After bathing, her whole body skin is full of peach like pink attractive breath.

So many years of banning Yu, such a picture is the most deadly for a man.

As the Adam's apple rolled, he stood up and walked to Rococo. His tall body was like a mountain. He took Rococo into the bathroom and slammed the door of the bathroom.

With her hands on both sides, she thumped her arms on the wall. "I can't make sure about my daughter. What can I do tonight?"

"Why do you want to sleep so much?"

"But it was not easy for us to remarry." Gu Chengyao looks down at her as if the prey is aiming at a piece of food. He wishes he could get down his mouth immediately.

"This kind of thing has to be done slowly, not in a hurry."

Rococo couldn't help but laugh at the way he held it.

Catch the smile on the corner of her mouth. Gu Chengyao can't hold her face. He holds her face in his hands: "if you can't eat the big one, you can have some sweet head office."

Then he held her face and sealed her lips.

"Dad, mom, what are you doing in there?"

Luoyimeng turns over and gets out of bed, then goes to the bathroom and knocks at the door.

Scared Gu Chengyao quickly released Rococo.

"It's over. I don't want to taste the sweetness. I don't want to let people live."

Rococo covered his mouth and stole the music. "Wash it slowly. I'll tell my daughter a story."

Leave the bathroom and leave Gu Chengyao alone.

Rococo went back to bed with her daughter to tell a story.

When Gu Chengyao finished taking a bath, three of his family were lying on the bed, covering the quilt and looking at the ceiling.

This kind of helpless feeling of pure chat under the cover of quilt, he is really speechless.

However, how happy it is to be able to lie in a bed with three people in one family. I look at the ceiling with my head on my hands and a happy smile from Gu Chengyao.

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Lingjia villa.

Ling Xiaohan sits on the sofa and reads the newspaper quietly.

Ji Qianchen took a pair of brush words that he practiced and handed them to him.

"See if my level has improved?"

Ling Xiaohan took over her letter very seriously and read it with very strict trial standard.

The air seems to be stagnant. After one minute and two minutes Ling Xiaohan didn't say a word.

Ji Qianchen feels bad. Isn't it bad?

I look at him with eyes.

"It's very well written. It's a big family style."

"Really? Did you praise me? "

Ji Qianchen can't believe it. Ling Xiaohan is good at everything, but even she is too strict.

"Well. Keep going. "

Ling Xiaohan nods.

"Somebody, mount this picture and hang it on the wall." Ling Xiaohan then called the servant.

"Yes, sir."

The servant hurriedly came and took the word away.

"Why are they framed?"

"Well written, it's a compliment to you." Ling Xiaohan gently raises his eyebrows.

Ji Qianchen's recollection surged back to more than 20 years ago.

At that time, when she just married Ling Xiaohan, she misunderstood him and was hostile to him.

I went to the bar to drink with oranges, and then I got drunk and drew a sketch of him.

When she woke up, he even hung her picture on the wall.

She was still making fun of her. This is the last photo.

Now think back.

Was Ling Xiaohan also thinking of hanging up in order to praise her painting.

"If you write well, why should you hang it up? Maybe others don't think it's good?"

Ji Qianchen asked the same question as the painting in that year. She wanted to know the real reason why Ling Xiaohan would do this.

"What I am proud of has to be hung up so that all people can see it. Who dares to say a word?" Ling Xiao said in a cold and domineering voice.

Ji Qianchen stood at the same place, with a smile on his lips. "My husband and wife, can we not be so sarcastic?""Meat and hemp? I don't think so. "

Ling Xiaohan shakes his head. He didn't say much when he was more fleshy.

"I'll go out that afternoon." Ji Qianchen sat on the sofa beside him and told him that he was not asking for his advice.

"What are you doing out there?"

"Playing mahjong, I have an appointment with orange and brother Yunxiu."

"How do you know how to play mahjong all day?"

Ling Xiaohan complains.

At this age, there is no pursuit for this girl. She plays mahjong in orange all day.

"You didn't care about me before? Is it because brother Yunxiu is here? Come on, you've been jealous all his life. Can we stop being jealous? "

"Who says I'm jealous? I just don't think you play mahjong well every day."

"It's not good that you fish every day."

“……” Ling Xiaohan was silent for a while, then he said, "how about going to play mahjong with you instead of fishing?"

"That's not good. It's not interesting to fight you."

Ji Qianchen directly refused, full of dislike for him.

Ling Xiaohan was even more unhappy. He was not happy on his face

"You win all the time. We all lose when we fight with you. What's the point?"

"I don't want your money."

Ling Xiaohan makes a compromise.

He has talent to play mahjong, is cleverer than them, and has better card games than them. Can you blame him?

"How dare you ask for my money?" Ji Qianchen is even more angry.

"Why don't you want it? It's yours if you want it. Mine is yours. Yours is yours."

Ling Xiaohan's words are about her heart, just like wiping honey.

"That's about it."

"So Take me? " Ling Xiaohan asked solemnly.

"No."

Ji Qianchen didn't take him there. He would only smash the court. The whole atmosphere of playing mahjong has changed.

"You..." Lingxiao cold anger, he strongly suppressed, people old, can not be angry, otherwise easy to high blood pressure.

"Then you come with me?"

"What are you doing?"

"Fishing."

“……” Ji Qianchen almost fainted.

She didn't like fishing at all. She sat there, looked at the lake, and kept waiting. It didn't mean anything.

I don't know why he likes fishing so much.

"Go or not?"

"No."

"Then you don't want to play mahjong. Stay at home. "

"What are you waiting for?"

"Watch TV together." Ling Xiaohan picks up the remote control and turns on the TV.

"Grandpa I want to watch cartoons. Will you show Xiaoxi the TV? " Ling Xi comes out of the room and grabs Ling Xiao Han's remote control.

Ling Xiaohan can't say it's not good. This is his baby granddaughter.

Ji Qianchen steals music from the side, so he just wants to praise his granddaughter.

"There's no TV to watch."

"A TV at home?"