Chapter 569

On the plane.

"Little Yi, are you nervous now? Are you nervous? "

The man sitting next door to Lin Qianyi's passage asked with a ruffian smile. How treacherous was his smile.

The man is dressed in casual clothes, with a handsome hairstyle and wheat skin. Obviously, he is a handsome man of sunshine type.

Lin Qianyi gave him a rude look.

I just wanted to speak, but I was cut off by the little steamed stuffed bun sitting next to me.

Di Mo Xin steamed stuffed bun, playing the spirit of curious baby, asked, "Uncle Chen, why is Mommy nervous? Is Mommy afraid of being tall? "

With that, the little steamed stuffed bun looked innocently at the white clouds passing through the window of the plane.

"Of course not. Your mommy is nervous because she is about to see your father."

Jiang Mingchen crossed his legs and shook his head leisurely.

"Also, they said not to call me uncle Jiang, but brother Jiang, you know? Small steamed stuffed bun, small basin friend. "

Emperor Mo Xin turned his head proudly and said, "don't do it. Mommy said you're very big and old. You have to call your uncle."

The steamed stuffed bun shocked the dead and didn't pay for his life. Jiang Mingchen almost didn't take a mouthful of old blood.

"Lin Qianyi! Who's old?! I'm only thirty this year, thirty!! But how about the golden age of men?! Old fart! "

Jiang Mingchen took a deep breath and stared at Lin Qianyi with gnashing teeth.

It looked like I wanted to beat her up.

For his anger, Lin Qianyi shrugged innocently.

"You're thirty. My big and small steamed stuffed buns are less than three years old, with a difference of more than 27 years. Don't you call them your uncle, do you call them your grandpa?"

Lin Qianyi looked at him and said with a smile.

Moreover, when talking about the age difference, Jiang Mingchen's special articulation made his teeth itch more angry.

Before Jiang Mingchen could speak, Lin Qianyi continued to say innocuously:

"It's OK. Anyway, I'm called Grandpa. I don't suffer from big and small steamed stuffed buns. In the new year, I can have more red envelopes."

"Come on, big and small steamed stuffed buns, call grandpa quickly."

Then Lin Qianyi touched the small heads of the two steamed stuffed buns and asked them to call people.

"Lin Qianyi!! You've had enough! "

Jiang Mingchen blew his hair directly, "I'm only thirty, Grandpa fart! I'm not married or in love. If people know that I'm called Grandpa, who will want me?! "

"Besides, I always give red envelopes to big and small steamed stuffed buns during the Spring Festival!"

Jiang Mingchen stared and almost pinched Lin Qianyi's neck.

"I know."

Lin Qianyi nodded, "that's why I said that I can have more red envelopes in the future. My uncle and grandpa have two generations. Shouldn't I give two red envelopes?"

Lin Qianyi continues to be angry, but it doesn't pay for his life.

“！！！！”

Jiang Mingchen was directly blasted into grandpa Guan. His face was too red to want, "Lin Qianyi!! You were my nemesis in your last life! "

Lin Qianyi held out his hand, "this life is also, so be silent."

Jiang Mingchen silently broke his silver teeth and stared at Lin Qianyi's eyes as if they were about to be stared out.

"I said, smelly boy, you've been fighting with Yi for three years. Why are you still so scum."

Jiang Haicheng, sitting beside Jiang Mingchen, looked at the jokers with a smile and didn't forget to hurt his son.

Jiang Mingchen, who was attacked on all sides, stared at his father. "You're not the same. You've been chasing aunt Xia for nearly half a year. There's no progress at all. Cut - slag."

Jiang Mingchen raised his head and went back proudly.