Leng Yicheng raised his face and glared at him, "you don't want to be shameless. Next time you ask me to supervise Mommy, I won't help you. Let you cry!"
The eyebrows and bones jump fiercely in cold weather.
When did he let him supervise his mother?
"Son of a bitch, you're itching when you planted me?"
He frowned and warned the little guy.
Leng Yicheng hides from the summer solstice. She holds the child tightly and stares at him angrily. "So you want the baby to follow me to the party to supervise me?"
The cold day is very depressing, "I didn't!"
"Hum!" She turned and snorted, looking out of the window.
Cold day forehead qingjintu jump, "if the supervision, I need to let a little kid go?"
Leng Yicheng heard that he was scolding himself. His small face smoked. His black eyes slanted in the past. He said angrily: "you are the little boy!"
Cold day swept him one eye, to the summer solstice hastily explained, "I let you take the child, is to let him help you, lest you silly be bullied."
Leng Yicheng turned his lips.
Cold weather
"You father and son work together to cheat me!"
Summer solstice hummed deliberately.
"Mommy, I didn't. It was all daddy's idea." Leng Yicheng quickly get rid of it.
"I didn't say anything. It was your son who said he would help drive away his rival!" He gave his son a warning look in the cold.
She speechless looking at their father and son two argue, turn the beginning, looking at the outside, the corner of the mouth suppress smile suppress uncomfortable.
"Mommy, it's daddy who doesn't trust you. You look so beautiful. He's afraid you'll be abducted! It's all his ideas. "
Cold Yi Cheng hugs her and says softly.
Xia Zhi glared at the little guy's smart appearance, and jokingly shaved his nose, "Mommy is fascinated by you, who else can be fascinated?"
"Hee hee Leng Yicheng smiles happily, squints his eyes and has a bright face.
In cold weather, "..."
He gave them a deep look.
The summer solstice directly ignores his cold eyes, holding his son and saying considerate words.
Back home, the summer solstice made a bowl of seafood noodles for the cold weather.
Men who dislike eating noodles are reluctant to eat all the noodles.
"Any more?"
Soft voice, break into his eardrum, cold days lift eyes, deep eyes shining deep eyes, like the deep sea, can't see to the end, mysteriously attracting people.
"Get something else to eat!"
Deep voice, no reason to stir up her heart, summer solstice face emerge a deep crimson, delicate face charming.
Cold day Mou light dark dark, deeply looking at her, "eh?"
Lazy tone, unspeakable ambiguity.
She glared at him, not serious, "Mr. Leng, what else do you want to eat? I'll make it for you
"Make an egg fried rice!"
It's simple. It's cold.
Summer solstice laughed, got up and went to the kitchen, "I have to see if there is any rice left, or I can't fry it!"
It's a cold day.
She went in to have a look. There was only a bowl of rice left. She stretched out her head again and said to him, "only a bowl of rice, OK?"
"All right!"
When the man nodded, she withdrew her head to prepare.
After sitting for a while on a cold day, I got up to watch her prepare, stood beside her and looked down at her cutting vegetables.
Step by step, step by step.
He looked back to see the little guy after the bath, wearing a lovely baby pig clothes, ran over.
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