Not waiting for Jane Yi attack, Jane West proverb is too like to be aware of from their father's body, extremely dangerous breath.

Pursed pursed purplish red small mouth son.

In the blink of an eye, the small body ran behind Lu Li.

Her delicate white face turned red, and her little voice choked out a loud sentence:

"pear, pear, sister, help

Jian Yi: "what do you mean

Lu Junhan:

Jane yiben's gloomy face became more and more gloomy. He gently moved his wrist. His cold face was full of extreme coolness. His black eyes were staring at the little Zhengtai over there. He said, "Jianxi proverb! Come here

Jianxi proverb small hand grasps the chair of landing pear and shakes her head desperately!

Zhang Dazhuang didn't want the scene to be too stiff, so he quickly made a voice and became a peacemaker:

"Hey, Mr. Jian, don't be angry. Children are not sensible. You can teach him more in the future. You can't do it. In case you do something good or bad, it's not you who are distressed!"

Jane Yi thin lips gently pull, directly cold smile, not to say no.

Then, he raised his eyes and looked at Lu Junhan. Before he spoke, Lu lifted his eyelids and buttoned the mobile phone screen on the desktop. He said, "if you don't change it, don't even think about it! Give me the heart

Jian Yi: "what do you mean

The little girl also wanted to say love to her brother, because her father's expression was really terrible. Uncle must be angry!

Although the little girl did not know why her uncle was angry, just as she did not know why her father was angry for no reason.

Suddenly, when I heard the conversation between my father and my uncle, I stopped, blinking my big black eyes and tilting my head. I asked curiously:

"Dad, what don't you change? What does uncle want to exchange with you

Lu Junhan glanced at her and said lightly: "I had a pig before. This uncle thinks his family is too ugly, so he wants to trade with me -"

"piggy?" The little girl's eyes were bright and her voice was crisp and raw. She said excitedly:

"Dad, when did you raise a pig? Where is it? Can I have a look at pears? Pear likes pigs

"Yes." Lu Junhan thin lip pulled pull, picked the next eyebrow, "go back to the mirror, you can see."

Jian Yi: "what do you mean

The little girl glared round her eyes, not knowing why: "did pig run into the mirror?"

"Well." Lu Junhan pulled his lips slightly and said, "it is."

"How pitiful this pig is."

The little girl said pitifully, "Dad, do we want to save it?"

Lu Junhan's slender big hand patted the little girl's head, turned the mobile phone into self timer mode, and then pointed to the little girl, said faintly: "the pig is in it, see?"

“……”

After three seconds of silence, the little girl's dark eyes appeared on a layer of water mist, and looked at her father angrily:

"pear is not a pig! Dad, you're a pig! You are a bad pig! Hum! Big bad pig! Stinky Dad! the big bad wolf! Bad thing! Pear and pear kill you! You bad man

Lu Junhan:

Jian Yi: "what do you mean

Zhang Dazhuang:

Qu Sinian

Lu Junhan, the pervert, forced his daughter to what extent, he even scolded without repetition!

With the first two bad cases, Zhang Dazhuang has no hope for his son's composition. He is going to hide the envelope secretly and go home to read it again. However, he just put his hand on the envelope, and the other three adults cast their eyes together.

For a moment, Zhang Dazhuang felt the pressure even heavier than gold.

Qu Sinian's voice is cold, but his eyes are full of schadenfreude. Obviously, he and Jane Yi can't be the only two people to lose face in this matter:

"dismantle it. This is your son's love for you."

Jane Yi gave a deep "um" to express her approval.

Even Lu Junhan glanced over.

Zhang Dazhuang's two fat hands clung to the envelope for fear of being robbed by them. His dark fat face was smiling,

"forget it, I won't open it, so I won't be embarrassed! I still know that my son can write a composition. It's more difficult to let him write a composition than to let him die. Maybe it's a piece of white paper. It's nothing to see at all. "

You're kidding. He's not going to lose face in public!

Just now, the indescribable expression of Qu Yingdi and President Jian can be directly recorded in the history books!

It's so embarrassing!

He didn't even see it.

This man, ah, has reached a certain position in society, and his self-esteem is more important than anyone else, especially Qu Sinian and Jian Yi.

After that, I'm afraid they even have the heart to kill him and Mr. Lu!So, if you kill him, he won't tear it down!

However, Zhang Dazhuang took precautions against thousands of people. He only cared about a few adults. Unexpectedly, his rear was on fire!

At this time, Zhang Yiming saw his father dawdling, open an envelope to get a half day.

So, I took the initiative to come over and opened my composition envelope.

"Son!" Zhang Dazhuang quickly reached out his hand and was about to snatch: "don't!"

Zhang went up and down again and stumbled out again.

However, it was too late. Zhang Yiming opened the envelope early.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Zhang," Qu Sinian said in a cold voice, "seeing that your son is so confident, he should not have written anything bad about you."

Zhang Da Zhuang stopped for a moment. He was too nervous. He opened the letter on his own initiative and took out his composition. There should be no immoral words written by him!

Zhang Yiming put his composition in the middle of the table and said to the people around him without any Shyness:

"if you want to read it, you can read it! I have been writing this composition for a long time! I've changed it many times. I'm almost exhausted! "

First of all, there are a lot of eraser marks in the paper.

Zhang Dazhuang saw that, holding a heart high, he quickly glanced at the topic first, and then saw it clearly. Then he felt a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the topic is really my favorite dad.

However, when he looked down, his big dark, fat face turned green!

Title: my favorite father is my father.

My father has long black and beautiful hair. His eyes are very big. He looks very white, which is even whiter than my little white dog. Moreover, my father often wears a small skirt and looks very beautiful!

Every day when I go to school, my father wears two braids and jumps around. His voice is very good and he is very cute!

My favorite is my dad.

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