Chapter 2089

"We are the big husband, you are the little cute bag." Hanbao is holding Hanling's nose.

"Where are you going again?" Zhan Su looks at Han Ling who is going out alone. He really admires her courage.

When he was a child, he was most afraid of being alone.

"I'll go to Chenchen to play," said Hanling

Han Bao immediately picked up Han Ling and coaxed him: "don't go to him. He beat you up like that last time. Don't you have a long memory? "

Han Ling said: "I beat him, too. I don't suffer. "

Mingming's four-year-old Yan Chen beat two-year-old Han Ling black and blue, and Han Ling tried to say that he was not in trouble.

But adults all know that she suffered a lot.

"It's rare for my brother to go home. You can accompany him." Hanbao is coquettish.

Han Ling held Han Bao's face and gave him a kiss. "Brother is the closest, I accompany him."

Zhan Su put his face together and said, "what about me?"

Han Ling kisses Qin Zhan Su's face again.

After entering the house, I found that Yan Zheng and Feng Zheng were like going back to their home. Feng Zheng tosses out all the toys of Han Ling.

Seeing that Hanling came back, Fengzheng ran timidly to Yanzheng for protection.

Han Ling is very generous to Feng Zheng way: "you play. I won't hit you. "

Feng Zheng stares at her hatefully, cold Ling gives him psychological shadow... That area may be a little big.

Yan Zheng was distressed for his son and said to Han Bao Su, "take care of your little witch. Look, my son is scared....

Zhan Su, with a straight face, walks up to Feng Zheng, holds her up and asks, "are you afraid of sister Hanling?"

"Well." Feng Zheng nodded.

"Why are you afraid?"

"She hit me." Feng Zheng bean big eyes and aggrieved rolling out.

"Why did she hit you?"

"Dad asked me to beat her, but I couldn't beat her."

"If you don't beat her, sister Hanling won't beat you. You share your delicious food and fun with your sister, who will protect you when she grows up. How about that? "

"Good." Fengzheng seems to see a beautiful tomorrow.

Yan Zhengjun face smoked: "Su Su, you teach my son like this will turn him into a flattering personality. You can't do that. "

Yan Zheng pulled Feng Zheng aside and said, "Feng Zheng, I tell you, you are a boy. Boys don't need girls to protect you. You have to win Han Ling. Only in this way can we live with dignity. "

Han Bao sat down on the sofa, cocked up his legs and said faintly, "some things are talents."

Yan Zheng gritted his teeth: "OK. Even if you can't beat her, you can still unite your good brother, you and Chenchen unite to fight her. "

Zhan Su overcast his face and said, "do you teach children like this?"

Yan Zheng said bitterly, "am I in a hurry? Why is my Fengzheng so weak? "

Han Bao patted Yan Zheng on the shoulder and said, "uncle, I want to be open. It's not that your Fengzheng is too weak. It's really that our Hanling is too strong. "

Han Ling walks to Yan Zheng with short legs, blinks his innocent pupil, and says the most heartbreaking words with the most stupid expression.

"Uncle, it's hereditary."

Yan Zheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"You poisonous tongue, it's really hereditary." Yan Zheng is energetic but powerless.