"Little devil, don't push your foot."

"No, I won't."

Tong Qiao hurriedly pulls Lu Ziqian, who is going to lie down again, "say, what do you want?"

"Don't run away with your sister in the future."

Tong Qiao thought for a few seconds and nodded, "OK, I promise you."

Lu Jin, who was behind Tong Qiao, gave Lu Ziqian a thumbs up.

Lu Ziqian grinned and thought about what toys he would like to ask Lu Jinshen for. He said, "what can I do for you?"

"Let your aunt Shu stay with you in the hotel. Don't let her go."

"One day?"

"No, I can't leave before ten.

Lu Ziqian's black grape like eyes dribbled, and immediately got a way. He moved his little butt and slid down from the bed. He ran out of the room. He didn't feel comfortable in the living room. He heard the sound of water in the bathroom. Lu Ziqian ran to the bathroom again.

Shu Xin is washing her face.

Lu Ziqian pulls her dress swing and shakes it gently. "Aunt Shu, I have a stomachache."

Shuxin can't even wipe his face. He bends down and holds Lu Ziqian's small shoulder. "How can I have a good stomachache? Did you eat anything bad last night? "

Lu Ziqian shook his head. "I don't know, aunt Shu, I'm so sick. Can you accompany me to sleep? Maybe it's just a sleep."

Blink with ease, "..." Can stomachache sleep?

The child at the door This bear boy, what excuse is this? Stomachache and sleep have no causal relationship at all, OK? It's no wonder you can agree.

Lu Ziqian looked at Shuxin pitifully, "aunt Shu, would you like to sleep with me?"

In a moment of relaxation, my heart was soft. "OK, if we have stomachache after sleeping, shall we go to the hospital?"

Lu Ziqian's little head was pecking at rice like a chicken. He was so happy that he flew up. Goodbye to carrots. Here comes the toy.

Tong Qiao, "..." What's your IQ? You can't tell such obvious lies.

……

The wedding ceremony of Huo Yanqing and Shuxin was held in the largest church in Fancheng.

Yao Huiqin prepared for the wedding several months in advance. The scene was extravagant and spectacular, unprecedented in Fancheng.

Fancheng business, political, military, media, all kinds of dignitaries, please, not please, have come.

The lawn is full of people.

Clothes, glasses, and laughter.

Huo Yan is dressed in a black suit made by hand in Italy, with noble and distinguished temperament, elegant appearance, and the presence of a successful man. He stands out in the crowd and stands out from the crowd.

From time to time, he talked with the people who came up to talk in a low voice, nodded slightly and agreed with them, and occasionally touched a glass of wine with others, and fell in love with a large number of women at the scene.

Knowing that this man has a wife, but still can't help but focus on him, because he is too good, too dazzling.

Qiao Ling, Huo Xiangwei and Huo Jibai are all helping to entertain the guests. Yao Huiqin is too old to carry after a while. She is helped into the second floor lounge by Yunma to have a rest.

When Ding Han entered on behalf of Zhongzhou group, Huo Jibai couldn't control his excitement. He walked towards her and was blocked by Huoyan.

Huo Yan leaned to Huo Jibai's ear and whispered, "she is Ding Han now. There are many people today. Pay attention to your words and deeds. Don't bring danger to her."

Huo Jibai's heart tightened. He almost hurt his mother. He looked at Dinghan from afar and took back his sight. "I know, Wushu."

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