Jingdong hands over, Leng Yicheng's face more wrinkled.

"Pain..."

He gave a pitiful cry.

Summer solstice heart trembles.

Looking over there, a look of heartache.

"Can you keep your hands down, my son's face is red by you." The cold day reprimanded a, big stride walked out, snatched the son back, held in the bosom, painfully rubbed the red mark on the son's face.

Jingdong see his baby tight, innocent cry, "I just gently pinch."

Who knows, this little guy's face is so tender that he doesn't touch it.

"Daddy, every time he pinches people, it hurts to death." Leng Yicheng holds lengtian's neck and complains against Jingdong.

The Milky tone, let a person distressed to the bone.

"Don't let him near you in the future!" On a cold day, the baby blows the red mark on his son's face, which is full of paternal comfort.

Jingdong is not used to seeing a cold man gentle to his son.

Silly looking.

"I really didn't try hard!"

He made an excuse for himself.

"It hurts when you pinch it!"

Cold Yi Cheng embraces cold day's neck, loudly refutes to go back.

Looking at the brave little guy, Jingdong deliberately gets up, and Leng Yicheng hugs lengtian's neck tightly, almost doesn't strangle him.

"Ah ah..."

"Don't be afraid. If he dares to pinch you again, daddy will beat him!"

"Mm-hmm, hit hard!" Leng Yicheng nodded.

Jingdong

Summer solstice funny looking at them, by the man just love son's expression to crisp to.

"You are both father and son, so cruel! I've come so far to see you that I don't know how to let uncle Dongzi take me down. " Jingdong pretended to be sad and said, looking at the direction of the little guy.

Leng Yicheng takes a look at him and pouts, "you pinch people!"

"Don't pinch you!" Looking at pink Dudu's bun, Jingdong really wants to take him back to the army.

"Xiao Chengcheng, it's fun to go to the army with my uncle."

"No, don't lie to me. The troops are hard-working, and they will be in the sun. They are all like charcoal. They are not handsome."

Ha ha

Jingdong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Who taught him this? He looked up at the man with a low smile and said, "boss, is that how you educate your son?"

"Why?" Cold day cold hum a, man pet son is famous, Jingdong dare not question down.

"That's all. If you don't like me, I'll go." Jingdong deliberately goes outside. Leng Yicheng is so happy that she even gives him snacks in her arms.

Put it in his hat.

"Uncle Dongzi, here you are. You can eat on the way. Don't be hungry."

Jingdong sighed to the overjoyed bun, "but I haven't given you the gift yet. I can't bear to go! What shall we do? "

"What gift? Take it out and go back!"

Leng Yicheng looks at him expectantly.

I didn't see any gifts. I frowned. It's not cheating, is it?

Seeing the questioning expression on xiaobaozi's face, Jingdong took out two wooden boxes of cartridge cases from his pants pocket, one on each side.

"Here, these are all bullet casings given to you by your uncles!"

When they heard that he would come to look for cold weather, they each sent him a bullet case and asked him to bring it to the little guy.

"Thank you, uncle!" Leng Yicheng's eyes are bright. She wants to hold the box impolitely.

"Kiss one!"

Jingdong is attached to the past.

Leng Yicheng takes a look at him and likes to take a look at the box.

"If you don't kiss me, I'll put it in my pants. It's heavy." Jingdong bullied me.

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