Chapter 687

The woman has a small melon seed face, long black curly hair and a long elegant skirt, which shows tenderness in her gestures.

On the surface, she is a gentle and elegant woman.

Aware of the sound at the door, sun Qian looked up and saw her son coming, and her eyes immediately became ambiguous.

"Tut Tut, I said, son, you really can't live without your daughter-in-law all the time. You follow everywhere and become a follower."

Sun Qian teased her son.

What she likes to do most is to see the ice son, whose cool face shows signs of cracking.

That will give her a great sense of achievement.

However, over the years, she hasn't succeeded once. It's no wonder that the more frustrated she is, the more brave she is.

For his wife likes to tease his son, Emperor Beiting has been helpless since he was funny at the beginning.

His wife will never grow up.

The woman who had a good conversation with sun Qian just now looked with sun Qian's eyes and saw emperor Yanmo.

The woman's eyes flashed a touch of excitement, and her eyes adhered to Emperor Yan Mo for a moment.

However, after hearing sun Qian's words, the woman was obviously stunned, and her little face was full of incredible.

The excitement and joy that had just emerged dissipated in an instant.

Seeing the woman's reaction, Lin Qianyi slightly picked her eyebrows. This woman doesn't like her fourth master, does she?

I have to say that the fourth master of her family has attracted women only in appearance, let alone his identity.

One hundred percent of the appearance of Jiadi's identity as the head of the family simply makes countless women crazy.

Lin Qianyi felt a little in his heart, and his fourth master's charm was infinite.

Emperor Yan Mo Si ignored sun Qian's ridicule. In his opinion, it is the happiest to be with his little wife again.

What if it's a follower? As long as the little wife doesn't get tired of him.

"Dad is better than dad."

Seeing that his father was also coming, the two steamed stuffed buns immediately slid down the stool and ran over, holding one leg.

"Dad is better than dad. Look, this is my favorite doll. Grandma bought it for me. Doesn't it look good?"

Di moxin steamed stuffed bun, holding his favorite doll, shared it with his father.

"Daddy, this is my favorite gun."

Dimo deep steamed stuffed bun, unwilling to fall behind, shares his favorite toys with his father.

Looking at the two * * * * Yan ink cold faces holding his legs, they softened a lot, squatted down and rubbed their small heads.

Carefully looked at the toys in the hands of the two steamed stuffed buns and nodded, "beautiful, very good-looking."

The two steamed stuffed buns suddenly showed an excited smile when they were praised by their most admired father.

"Baji ~ dad is the best!"

Two steamed stuffed buns, together on Emperor Yan Mo's handsome face, giggled and said.

Emperor Yan Mo touched his two heads, "go sit down and beg."

"Okay, daddy."

Two steamed stuffed buns nodded obediently and ran back to their seats.

Emperor Yanmo picked up his little wife and put her on the seat. Then he sat down beside her.

"Drink water."

Emperor Yanmo poured a glass of water and handed it to his little wife.

If he wasn't afraid of his little wife's embarrassment, he would feed it himself.

"OK."

Lin Qianyi naturally took it. She was really thirsty.

"Son, you haven't been so kind to mom."

Looking at her son's kindness to her daughter-in-law, sun Qian was a little jealous, but her eyes were full of smiles.