"Wow, so much!"

Leng Yicheng screamed excitedly over there.

Ji Yixi, who was in the study, couldn't sit down for a long time. He heard the little guy's voice and came out. First he looked at it and saw that everyone was in the kitchen. He walked towards the living room.

"Uncle Ji, you see, these are all bought for me by my grandfather!"

Leng Yicheng poured out all the pencils and notebooks in the bag and put them on the tea table one by one.

Ji Yixi sat down and joked with the little guy: "how many pens do you have now?"

"Three hundred and twenty-five!"

There are pencils, ballpoint pens, signature pens, paintbrushes

We bought some for him to use later.

Ji Yixi surprised to pick next eyebrow, "you return true number?"

"Well!" Leng Yicheng sits on the carpet, his head is sharp, he takes the pencil sharpener to sharpen the pencil, and then he takes a brand new book and writes it silently.

Ji Yixi took a look at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "what did you write?"

"This is Arabic!"

Ji Yixi

His face hurt. He thought the little guy was writing some ghost.

Ji Yixi accompanies the little guy to play in the living room, and his eyes focus on the kitchen side from time to time.

It just falls in Leng Yicheng's eyes, long eyelashes blink, bright eyes, smiling at Ji Yixi.

When Ji Yixi looked back at the little guy, he was embarrassed, "look at what I'm doing, and don't write your homework silently!"

"Uncle Ji, if you want to see it, look closer. You can't really see it so far here!"

Leng Yicheng bent his eyes with a smile. The bottom of his eyes was cunning, cute and naughty.

Ji Yixi stretched out his hand and flicked the little guy's forehead, "children, what do you know?"

"I understand My mother looks at my aunt coldly and murmurs

Ji Yixi's mouth twitches violently. Can this little guy not be so smart?

"Do your homework now!"

Five pinched the little guy's face and drank in a low voice.

Leng Yicheng despises him for a moment, then turns his head to write a little, then drops it, gets up and runs to the kitchen.

"You don't write?"

Ji Yixi saw the little guy running away and yelled.

"I'll go to my mommy!"

Leng Yicheng chuckles.

Notice that Ji Yixi keeps up, and his mouth is even more open.

"Mommy..."

When summer solstice heard his son's cry, he turned his head and saw him coming.

She hugged the little guy, squatted down, pulled his clothes, "see the gift of my grandfather?"

"Well," Leng Yicheng nodded happily, and then said thank you to the two elders.

She fondled his little head and said, "go and play. Mommy is going to prepare for cooking!"

"Mommy, are you tired or not? I can't eat your food today!"

When summer solstice heard his son's intimate words, his heart was sweet.

"Mommy is not tired!" She gently touched her son's face, meaty, especially fun.

"Xiao Chengcheng is so sweet. Now I know I love your mommy!" Ziqi opened a white tooth with a smile, and his eyes stuck to the little guy.

"Boys will love Mommy. Xiaochengcheng will keep it up!"

Xiaoyue gives the little guy a thumbs up.

"Mommy, I'll tell you a secret!"

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