Muyue looked at the domineering steamed bun, and looked at Xiao Junyan whose face was going to be black. He couldn't help it, so he burst out laughing.
Xiao Junyan see Mu Yue smile, is helpless and unhappy, this smelly boy is too hateful.
But he had no choice but to sit up first, hold the bun in his arms, and let him lie on his legs. His big hand slapped the bun's butt, but it was not heavy, very light. "Smelly boy, I'm your Lao Tzu, and I dare to rob my wife with Lao Tzu!"
Xiaobaozi was spanked, and suddenly his mouth was flat. He began to cry, and his mouth was crying for muyue, "Mom..."
Mu Yue raised her hand to cover her forehead and sighed softly. She only felt that she had made a headache.
Listening to the cry and cry of xiaojunyan, muyue can only sit up helplessly and hold xiaojunyan from his arms, gently touching her buttocks, "baby, good, no pain, mother is here!"
Xiaobaozi lies on muyue's shoulder. His fleshy hand points to Xiao Junyan and complains with muyue, "Dad... Bad! Fight! Fight! Fight! Mom... Woo Hoo
Mu Yue listens to small steamed stuffed bun a word of a word of jump out, don't know is to smile, or should be angry, raise head ruthlessly stare at Xiao Junyan, eyes with a bit of dissatisfaction of scold.
Compared with her son, now she has to comfort the "fragile heart" baozi.
Xiao Junyan sits on the bed, is discontented to stare one eye to be hugged by Mu Yue in the bosom of small steamed bun.
Since having this little candle, the world of him and muyue has been destroyed. He really regrets to die. How can he make such a little trouble?
Small steamed stuffed bun hands holding the neck of Mu Yue, still mouth mumbling to hit Xiao Junyan.
Mu Yue was a little bit embarrassed. He made a gesture to beat Xiao Junyan a few times, and let the steamed stuffed bun see, "Mommy beat dad, and help you revenge, we don't cry!"
Small steamed stuffed bun saw muyue to his revenge, this just happy up, also no longer cry, with his small face full of tears rubbed muyue's face, milky cry, "Mom..."
Or this Mommy is the best, not like stinky Baba, only spanking him!
Think, small steamed stuffed bun's small hand touched his butt, although Xiao Junyan hit not painful, but, hit is hit, butt not painful, heart pain!
Mu Yue smiles and gently touches his buttocks, "baby, do we want to get up?"
"Well!" "Don't stink Baba," he said
Mu Yue some can't laugh or cry, but still nodded, "good! We don't want stinky Baba! "
Small steamed stuffed bun listened, more happy, straight tears into a smile, issued a giggle.
Xiao Junyan glared at the steamed bun in Mu Yue's arms and gritted his teeth.
In the past, everything was very calm. He was not calm because of this little bit, and his temper was growing.
Looking at his wife and son leaving him alone to get dressed, Xiao Junyan grabbed his head, "smelly boy, you wait for me. When you are older, you will be thrown into the army!"
This smelly boy is really in the way. He always disturb the world of himself and muyue.
A small steamed stuffed bun does not know, has provoked a black man, the future days may be very tragic and dark.