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What a good idea

Yang Yilin's face was excited, and he was full of expectations for his daughter's ideas.

"Well, here you are."

The little girl ran to her little bed and pulled out a bag from under the pillow, which she had been hiding for a long time.

Yang Yilin's silly eyes, "what does this mean?"

"Take it and kneel in front of Ma Ma." The little girl's round eyes looked at him, and her serious expression was lovely.

Yang Yilin was angry and funny, "Molly, where did you learn all this mess?"

Look at his face is not willing to look, the little girl's hands fork to the creaky nest, gills drum up, "hum, I haven't brought you durian!"

Yang Yilin: "well, my father is not soft at all.

"Hurry up. It's time to go to bed. The room is locked. Where else are you going to beg for forgiveness?" When his daughter looked at him, his eyes were full of dislike. Yang Yilin's heart was filled with resentment. His status in the family was really inferior to that of a cat.

His daughter came out with a heavy sigh.

When he came to the bedroom door, he suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and asked, "Ma Ma Ma, don't you allow you to eat these things? How can you have a flat face in your room

Being grabbed by her father, little jasmine covered her mouth with a guilty smile, "Hey, hey, I just keep it when I want to eat. I didn't eat it. If I eat it, I can create opportunities for you."

When the little girl said it, she was very talented in language. She didn't know who to follow?

"Don't steal snacks in the future, or I'll tell you Ma Ma." Yang Yilin reached out and pointed at the little girl, pretending to be strict.

As a result, the little girl was not afraid of him at all. She spat out her tongue at him: "Lulu, you'd better worry about yourself first."

Choked by his daughter's words, he walked out of the room with a flat face.

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after raising money for a long time, he went to sun Zhenzhen's bedroom door.

Gently twist the door, it has been locked.

His brows were raised, and he was a little anxious.

"Dong Dong Dong" knocked on the door, pretending that nothing happened: "is Molly's story book in your room?"

"Really, jasmine's ··"

the door opened, and a story book flew up his face, and the door closed again.

"No, really. I have something to say." As he said this, he squeezed into the room and closed the door.

Sun Zhenzhen kept a distance with him. He walked directly to the bedside when he entered the door. With a face of resistance, he said, "if you have something to say, please tell me!"

The voice falls, "Dong" a sound, someone carries in the pocket flat face to throw on the ground, then clang a kneeling down.

Sun Zhenzhen didn't look at him, but his eyes were floating around. As a result, he knelt down and was shocked.

"What are you doing?"

"Really, I'm sorry, I made you angry again. If you don't forgive me today, you just can't get up on your knees until you forgive me." Back straight, but also a solemn look.

Sun Zhenzhen couldn't laugh or cry, "Yang Yilin, they all said that men have gold under their knees. What are you doing?"

"Kneeling for my wife is not a shame, not to mention my superb skills, instant noodles are not bad kneeling." Someone is smiling, even a little proud.

"Who is your wife?"

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