Song Wuxi rarely sees Xiaobao so wronged to hold on his own.
Since Xiaobao went to elementary school, she rarely spoke. In her words, she has grown up, and she is spoiled and handed over to her brother.
"Hey bully me." Xiaobao said, the six-year-old child, the voice is still young and tender, very nice.
When the animal husbandry heard it, blinked, and the animal husbandry bullied it?
The priest is two years younger than Xiaobao. This kid is so powerful, bullying Xiaobao?
Song Wuxi asked with interest: "How do you bully you?"
"I like to play with him. He said that he doesn't like to play with me." Xiaobao said wrongly.
Shepherd's heart, this little boy, Xiaobao is so beautiful, his eyes are big, the water is spirited, and he inherits the good genes of Song Worry. He doesn't like to play with Xiaobao?
Song Wuyou pushed Xiaobao out of his arms, bowed his head and looked at Xiaobao gently. "Is Xiaobao very rude in front of him, not gentle at all, only scared his brother, he did not follow Are you playing?"
Xiao Bao grievously pouted a small mouth, her little ponytail, she was really cute.
The face is like a worry-free song, the face of the goose is white, the skin is white and tender, and the eyes flutter and flash, and the crystal is very clear.
"No, it is because he dislikes me. He said that he doesn't like to play with a little girl who is bigger than him." Xiaobao grievously looked at Song Wuxi: "Mummy, is it my fault?"
When she was listening to her heart, she almost spurted out a blood. When she was a kid, how did she become so ignorant?
"No, Xiaobao is not big."
"I am six years old."
"There are children who are seven and eight years old."
"Hey, I am big, I am abandoning me!"
"That Xiaobao also disliked him, and he was only four years old. He was a kid."
"But he looked, mature than Yuanbo."
"Mature...?" Shepherd heard, her eyes pumped, her son, look mature?
It’s very cute, is it good?
Pastoral support, now the world of children, adults really do not understand.
Song has no worries, "Xiaobao likes a mature boy?"
"I don't like mature boys. I saw you come to our house as a guest. I was polite to him. He didn't even have any politeness. It was not rare for me. I still wanted to abandon me more than him. I didn't play with me. It seems that this is his home."
Xiaobao said indignantly, the innocent voice, saying that she was humiliating.
This pastor...
He is not like this at ordinary times, he is very polite.
On the side of Xiaobao, Huang Ling picked up Mo Qingfeng and looked at Mo Qingfeng kindly. "My little princess, then what about you? Are you also bullying you?"
Pastoral rushed to this side, dare to love, the shepherd also bullied Xiaoqingfeng?
Xiaoqingfeng is smaller than the shepherd, this kid, also bullying a little girl than him?
Mo Qingfeng looks like a father, a mixed-race facial features, white skin, but has black hair like Huang Ling, soft and smooth, feels very comfortable.
But she doesn't like to keep long hair like Xiaobao. She likes short hair and short hair, she is quite handsome.
She is the little princess Huang Li gave birth to Mo Yuanbo after half a year, so she is smaller than her husband.
But she is one of the few children, the least talkative, quiet, but the IQ is not low, very smart.
On the small class, the calculations are very powerful and the paintings are very beautiful.
No matter more lively, she can maintain a calm, calm heart.
The character and Xiaobao are completely out of reach. Although they are three years old, they can play together.
In Gu Yu’s words, they play a piece, just like making up for each other.
Mo Qing Feng Shui Ling's eyes, watching Huang Ling nod: "Yeah."
Huang Ling curiously asked: "How do you bully you?"
Shepherd also raised her ears and looked at them.
She is more curious than Huang Ling, how the husbandry bully Xiaoqingfeng.
When Mo Qingfeng went to the pastor, he was so angry that he said: "Mei the guy said that he wants to pursue me!"
"Oh..." Shepherd couldn't help but smile. She immediately received the eyes of Song Wuzhe and Huang Ling. Their eyes seemed to say: "Muslim, hold back, don't laugh!"
Although, they also want to laugh.
Mo Qingfeng has always been very calm, Huang Ling and Song Wushou are still excited to see her for the first time.
Her lame look is so cute, Song Wuzhe and Huang Ling are holding back laughing.
This child is very sensitive and can't laugh, otherwise it will hurt her little heart.
“Would you like to pursue you? How to pursue the law?” Huang Ling tried to make her voice gentle and kind.
I can't let Xiaoqing Feng hear it, she is smiling.
Otherwise, she will definitely think that she is standing on the side of Mei Long.
"He said that he likes me like this gentle little girl. When I grow up, I want to marry a wife like me." Mo Qing’s voice in the voice of milk, with a hint of coldness, with her cute little face, no at all. Match.
"Baby, I said this, I didn't say that I want to pursue what you mean. He just admires the little girl like you, taking you as the list, and looking for a gentle wife like you, like, not for you, just for you. As an example." Huang Ling explained.
Mo Qingfeng did not think so. "He just wants to pursue me. Otherwise, I will follow where I go. I still ignore my sister."
Huang Ling: ...
Where to go, it’s really like chasing, not chasing, being wrapped up.
Huang Ling looked at Mo Qingfeng with a smile. "Hey, he looks very handsome. Don't you like him?"
Mo Qingfeng shook his head: "I don't like it!"
Shepherd’s heart, her family sees people, and sees the son who blossoms, why not be loved by Xiaoqingfeng?
"Why?" Huang Ling asked.
Mo Qingfeng glanced at Xiaobao. "My sister likes him, I can't like it."
"Between friends, you can play together. If you don't like anyone, you can't like it."
Mo Qingfeng looked at Huang Ling: "Mummy, I am a sister with Yan Ling's sister. She likes it. I can't like it. I can't grab what she likes."
"Xiao Qingfeng, it is not something." Shepherd voiced out and helped her son to speak.
When I was young, I knew that I didn’t grab the sister’s things.
"Because he is not something, I can't even like him, give him a chance." Mo Qingfeng looked like a small adult.
"Baby, you are friends, friends don't exist, you can't grab it." It's not a doll.
"I can't do Mommy, Ms. Ling's sister said that Mei Long is very handsome. When she grows up, she will be more handsome. She wants to marry a man like Mei Lan." Mo Qingfeng said.
Song was worried and shocked.
She looked at Xiaobao and saw Xiaobao’s face ruddy and shy.
Song Wu worry asked: "Xiao Bao, do you really like the boy like that?"
Xiaobao snorted and said with apologetic: "Mummy, I am joking with Qingfeng's sister. Yuanbo said, if I dare to like it, he will fight."