The children decided to express their identity.

However, when she stepped on the melodious steps to the upstairs, a room door knocks, but no one is willing to pay attention to her.

"Tong Bao, I'm Mommy."

"Hanbao, I'm Mommy."

"All along, I'm Mommy."

...

half a day later, no child answered her.

Yan Zhengling returns to the downstairs dejectedly, embraces the arm of the Han Han Jue and complains with him. "Why do they ignore me?"

"Never mind. I'll take care of you." Han Jue said casually.

Yan Zhengling buried his head on his knee and said angrily, "brother, you are still the best to me."

Warlord gently touched her head, "now just know?"

"Well." Yan Zhengling put his face on his palm.

Han Jue raised his eyes and glanced at the closed doors of the three children's rooms upstairs. He clearly wanted to remind her that she had forgotten to tell them that she was luoshihan's mother. Otherwise, the children would mistake her as a new mother, and of course they would not pay attention to her.

However, seeing her lovely appearance in him, he suppressed the impulse to tell the truth.

"Zheng Ling, go for a walk." He suddenly suggested.

Yan Zhengling pushed him to the door.

Today, the sun is shining and the sun is just right.

The noble and cold Zhan hanjue had a wonderful chemical reaction with Yan Zhengling.

The ice around him was melted, and his face, which was not close to him, gave birth to a trace of tenderness and a smile, which made him look like a big boy, and his charm only increased.

Yan Zhengling pushed the wheelchair, occasionally pinched his shoulder and stroked his cheek through his neck.

Baron Zhan only liked her restless claws.

Yan Zhengling and Zhan hanjue came to the carved and antiseptic wooden chair under the Jacaranda tree and stopped moving.

She kneaded his legs gently, like a diligent little bee.

"Brother, I'll give you a massage, you can certainly stand up again." Yan Zhengling looks at the Han Jue, and the innocent pupil is full of tender honey.

"Why do you want to stand up? That's good. "

Yan Zhengling: "she really doesn't understand the benefits of being unable to move?

He pinched her nose and said, "so I can enjoy your special service."

He added badly, "just like in the morning."

Yan Zhengling immediately remembered that she was out of control and bullied him in the morning. She was blushing even more than monkey's buttocks.

And then hide your face directly into his chest.

Zhan hanjue could not help laughing.

Sometimes he really didn't understand why there were so many contradictions and conflicts in Zheng Ling.

For example, she is obviously a shy person, but sometimes she is bold and unconstrained.

Obviously, he is a coward, but he is the only one who dares to scold him.

Yan Zhengling was finally shy and lifted her red face. "I must make you stand up."

Seeing the firm light in her eyes, he nodded and said with a smile, "let's work together."

"Well."

All of a sudden, a shy male voice came from the front.

"Miss Yan?"

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