Luo Peijuan bloomed when she saw the small bumps and wrinkles on her face. Oh, hey, give me a hug. It’s like dying grandma.

Little Hu Luo Peijuan kept swinging her legs in her arms. The little girl glanced at the direction of the restaurant and gathered her mouth to Luo Peijuan’s ear and said softly, Grandma, I’ll tell you, dad cried last night, so it’s shameless for adults to cry.

Luo Peijuan pinched her face. Your dad was blown by the wind last night.

Xiao Hu wanted to nod品茶. Yes, it thundered last night. My father is also afraid of thunder.

alas! Luo Peijuan sighed faintly. Ling Yicheng is not afraid of European porcelain in this generation.

She carried Xiao Hu to the kitchen. Lingyi City had already cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks quickly.

Yan Shiyi and all of them are waiting upstairs, Luo Peijuan said.

Ling Yicheng put the plate on the drain rack. When did you come back yesterday?

I heard that the plane is at seven o’clock in the evening, and it’s almost twelve o’clock when Xiaoer gets home.

It is estimated that the two men went to drink again.

Mom, don’t go today. Yanshi and I will just go in a muddle.

Luo Peijuan stared at him. Your father is too busy for him to go to the inlaws’ anniversary. I have to go.

Ling Yicheng wiped his hands and turned to look at Xiao Huhu’s Come to Huhu Dad’s Hug

Luo Peijuan began to ramble about what’s wrong with me hugging? Xiao Hu is not alone. Is it interesting for you to dominate all day?

Since Ou Porcelain left, Xiao Huhu’s diet and daily life are all taken care of by Ling Yicheng alone, and no one is allowed to intervene.

She’s a grandmother, too. It’s hard to get a look at her little grandson.

Today, I finally grabbed my arms, and my heart melted. She won’t give up easily.

Out of the window, the little stork jumped up and down in the cage and learned to talk to Luo Peijuan. Is that interesting? Is it interesting? Interesting …

Hu Hu also clapped his chubby hands happily and followed them. Is it interesting? Is it interesting?

Ling Yicheng …

……

Lou Yanshiyi and Luo Tianye are smoking by the car door.

Luo Tianye flicked the cigarette ash with one finger. Are you still going to South Africa after the eleventh?

Yan Shi took one look at Ling Yicheng’s narrow eyes coming out of the door. I’ll go if he doesn’t go. I won’t go if he goes.

Small gunk sharpeyed saw LuoTianYe far hand brotherinlaw brotherinlaw hug …

Luotianye heard the sound and hurriedly choked the cigarette. A few steps ago, he prepared to snatch the small paste from Ling Yicheng’s arms.

Ling Yicheng, however, changed his posture with a sullen face and firmly protected Xiao Hu into his arms.

Brother, are you too boring?

I want to hug myself and have a baby.

Ling Yicheng answered coldly

Xiao Hu took one look at Ling Yicheng and another look at Luo Tianye. Hum, she knew that her guess was right.

Little face squeezed out a cute smile Brotherinlaw misses you so much品茶

Oh, my little darling brotherinlaw really hurts for nothing.

Luo Tianye smiled and pulled out a thick stack of RMB from his wallet. Buy whatever you want and make my little brotherinlaw happy.

Xiao Hu Mimi smiled and quickly took the money and rubbed it. Put it in his pocket.

She is. That’s her hobby.

When you like money, turn out the lucky money and count it …

A thick stack of money counts to 200 yuan at the end, and then tens of thousands of dollars are put back into their small boxes with satisfaction.

Some time ago, I heard from Luo Peijuan that Ling’s company had thrown money at doctors at the border again. She wondered what to do if she accidentally smashed the money at home.

Or a little slush fund insurance. She doesn’t want to be miserable like that when she puts a broken bowl in front of that old man in bridge opening and asks for a meal.

All day long, the little brain thinks about who to look for and search a little more.

My own dad is poor and hard to pick keys. She is not good at it.

The thief’s eyes naturally fell on Yan Shi’s little face and squeezed out his trademark smile, My uncle wants to hug me.

Yanshi’s heart is soft. This little girl can be very painful.

But if you look at Ling Yicheng’s dark face again, he will know that he has no chance to turn around and present a treasure from the carriage. He seems to take out a panda doll half a meter high. Uncle Hu will give you a panda?

Xiaohu likes pandas very much, but she can’t hold them at this age. She might as well give money.