Listening to Mu Chenzhou finish, Su Xiangwan couldn't help laughing: "so what are you carrying in your backpack?"
At the mention of this, Mu Chenzhou is helpless.
Seeing soft and soft, I have to go with them. Every year, I am busy again. I am full of diapers, bottles, dolls and milk powder. I am afraid one of them will not take good care of them.
At the end of the year, he put a small blanket into it, with a serious face and a small appearance of raising a daughter.
In the end A whole backpack won't fit in.
Mu Chenzhou had to be brave enough to take out a few.
However, every year, the small face that was especially similar to Mu Beiting became heavy. In the end, Mu Chenzhou shivered inexplicably. He seemed to feel that Mu Beiting was standing in front of him. He wanted to cry without tears. Facing the risk of not being able to buckle his backpack, he did not dare to take things out.
Listening to Mu Chenzhou's words, Su Xiangwan could not help laughing.
Seeing her smiling face, Mu Chenzhou's eyes were full of bitterness: "late goddess, you still smile I've become a mother of twenty-four filial piety. "
His tone was pitiful, and his baby face collapsed, as if he had been wronged.
Su Xiangwan held back a smile and pretended to be serious: "what do you want to do?"
Mu Chenzhou looked happy, and immediately stretched out his arms toward Su Xiangwan: "in the evening, I need a love hug ~"
the voice dropped, and Mu Chenzhou obviously realized that the sight of two knives fell on him.
Don't look. He knows who it is.
It's not the father and son who are like dolls.
Mu Chenzhou, under the pressure of 120000, brazenly looks at Su Xiangwan.
He doesn't care. He's hurt.
He just needs a loving embrace from the goddess.
Su Xiangwan couldn't help laughing, bent his eyes, and really opened his hand to pacify the poor Mu Chenzhou.
Mu Chenzhou is full of joy, but can't wait to meet Su Xiangwan.
Mu Chenzhou slapped him open and calmly said, "what do you hold! Stay away
Standing aside every year, he nodded his head.
Mu Chenzhou is full of resentment, and he dare not speak.
The baby's heart is bitter, but the baby doesn't say
Mu Beiting snorted coldly, just want to kick him down the corner to squat.
Endure again and again, just suppress this impulse in the bottom of my heart.
Mu Chenzhou looks at Su Xiangwan pitifully, and he doesn't understand why the youngest son and younger brother of other families are all beloved little Gongju. When he comes to him, he becomes a dog who is not willing to see a dog! ~
Su Xiangwan couldn't help laughing. Mu Beiting glared at him and quickly suppressed his smile.
But she endured hard, and her shoulders were shaking.
Mu Chenzhou sighed deeply. In the cold wind, he suddenly remembered a sentence: This is all fate
Back to God, Mu Chenzhou looked at years again, and snorted, "Little Traitor!"
Every year, he ran to Su Xiangwan, opened his hands, and stood in front of Su Xiangwan like an old hen protecting a chick. He looked at Mu Chenzhou warily and then said, "mine!"
His voice just fell, a tight back, people will be mu Beiting mention.
Turning his head, his round eyes turned to Mu Beiting's handsome face.
Mu Beiting was calm and said in a cold voice: "that's Laozi's!"
Every year, he sat on one of his thighs, holding his arms in his hands, and his small face was like a steamed bun.
He snorted, a little sullen, but did not contradict.
Hum, Acacia aunt said that there is a saying called the future, let him not be in a hurry for a while.