Chapter 392

"Brother, brother!"

Qiao Yanran heard the sound of naimeng, turned her head and saw that Yang Yumeng had run away without knowing when.

She had a white face, rubbed some dust, and held an unknown object in her hand.

Qiao Yanran looked at her hands green, like moldy things, frowned tightly, quickly walked past.

When Yang Yumeng saw Qiao Yanran coming, the whole person was in high spirits, "brother, brother! It's meat. What a big piece of meat. "

She secretly swallowed the saliva, the hands of moldy drumsticks, handed to Qiao Yanran hand, a pair of eyes Ba Ba staring at her.

Qiao Yanran looked at her this pair of clearly want to eat, but first filial piety to her brother's appearance, reached out and rubbed her head, patiently said: "Mengmeng, this piece of meat has been broken, can't eat, wait for my brother to take Mengmeng out to eat meat tomorrow, OK?"

“…… Good duck

Yang Yumeng nodded cleverly, holding the corner of her clothes unconsciously in her small hands, and her big black eyes flashed some blank colors.

Actually She couldn't understand what her brother was saying.

In fact, she can understand the simple words, but the sentence is too complicated.

But she was afraid that her brother might be too cute to understand, so she tried to pretend that she understood very well.

Mengmeng is still a very clever duck

Qiao Yanran hands of the drumstick, forced to throw into the distance of the stinky ditch.

"Plop -"

the chicken leg was thrown in the stinky ditch, which made a big splash.

Yang Yumeng looked at the scene in a daze. She flattened her lips and her eyes were a little red. She looked like she was going to cry.

Meat, no more

She really wants to eat meat.

Qiao Yanran took the paper towel, wet it with quiet water, wipe the cute little hands one by one, and hold the person in his arms.

"Be cute and don't cry."

Mengmeng is as soft as cotton candy in her arms.

Qiao Yanran leaned over her head, and in the position of Meng Meng's cheek, she kissed her like a dragonfly.

Yang Yumeng was stunned, forgetting her grievances for a moment.

She stretched out her fat hand and touched it on her cheek. She felt that her whole face was hot and her little toes were curled up unconsciously.

“…… Brother

For a long time, she was stunned.

Joe Yan Ran looked at her small face red, lips show a shallow smile, and in the position of her cheek kiss.

Yang Yumeng's whole face became more red. Like a small shell, she buried her head in Qiao Yanran's arms and vaguely issued a few syllables, "Yiya".

Yang Qinglan is a boy. Although she was born a few months earlier than Meng Meng, she is a whole head taller than Meng Meng.

Qiao Yanran hugs Meng Meng and puts her on the edge of the wasteland again.

She ordered the tip of her nose and said in her ear, "sit down, good boy."

Yang Yumeng's whole face was almost buried in her chest, and her little hand was on the ground. She nodded her head cleverly and gave a shallow hum.

Qiao Yanran and Yang carpenter get to noon, and finally put this piece of wasteland away.

Carpenter Yang was sweating all over. He wiped the sweat on his face and subconsciously looked at Mengmeng's position.

Mengmeng is a good girl. She keeps one movement and hardly moves.

Carpenter Yang:

He felt weird all over the place.