Lin Qianyi rubbed his little head, "don't worry, you play games, Mommy is watching, you don't understand, you can ask Mommy."

Lin Qianyi said with a smile. Maozi was different from the danger of emperor Yanfeng just now.

"OK, OK, brother, let's play with Mommy, OK?"

The playful Di Mo Xin steamed stuffed bun took his brother's little hand and coquetted.

Finally, under the expectant eyes of mommy and sister, di Mo nodded his head and agreed.

On one side, Emperor Yanfeng was stunned by the interaction between the three people. She didn't understand what her sister-in-law was doing.

Emperor Yanfeng, who didn't know why for a moment, missed the best chance to escape, so that he wanted to cry without tears half an hour later, and his intestines were blue with regret.

Outside the villa.

Because of the arrival of the two steamed stuffed buns, Emperor Yan Mo made a part of the garden into a sand pile.

For two steamed stuffed buns to play, how to splash in the sand will not hurt.

At this moment, the two steamed stuffed buns are playing happily in such a big pile of sand.

Lin Qianyi was sitting in a wheelchair, watching, and still gave his opinions.

"Big and small steamed stuffed buns, you should pile them up a little stronger. You'd better pat them with a small shovel to make them stronger."

This is the case.

The two goods of emperor Yanfeng are being buried in the pit by two small steamed buns because the sand pile is not deep enough.

So two steamed stuffed buns dug a long pit and let emperor Yanfeng lie down.

Now, the burial project of the two steamed stuffed buns has been almost completed, but di Yanfeng's head has not been buried yet.

"Well, Mommy, do you want to bury your little uncle's head, too?"

After completing the project, di Mo Shen big steamed stuffed bun suddenly walked over Di Yan Feng's head and asked his mother naively.

Hearing the speech, Lin Qianyi silently praised his big steamed stuffed bun.

Although big steamed stuffed bun is only three years old, its black belly has begun to hide slowly.

It has to be said that the genes of her and her fourth master should not be too strong!

"Hey, hey, hey! You can do this! I'm a living person, okay! It's not enough to bury my body. I want to bury my head too. I won't take you like this!! "

Hearing that emperor Mo Shen still wanted to bury his head, Emperor Yan Feng immediately quit.

Woo woo, these people are really terrible! He wants to find his mother. He wants to go back to his mother!!

"Really?"

Lin Qianyi blinked innocently and looked at the bitter emperor Yanfeng buried in the sand.

"That's right. After all, it's a living person. If you bury your head in the sand, you'll really die."

Lin Qianyi seemed to agree with his words and nodded slightly, but her tone was Yin measured.

"Yes, yes, big and small steamed stuffed buns are so lovely. Sister-in-law, you will never let them do such cruel things, will you?"

Emperor Yanfeng didn't notice it at all. Lin Qianyi's tone of Yin measurement only nodded vigorously.

I hope her sister-in-law and two little demons can let him go.

It's really hard to feel buried under the sand, okay!

At first, he wanted to tease two steamed stuffed buns. After they buried him, he propped himself up and broke the sand.

However, he underestimated two small steamed stuffed buns and the power of sand. When he woke up, it was too late!!

He was forced to find that he really couldn't get up. The sand was too heavy and there were trees!!