"Daughter-in-law, don't scare me. ”

Song Chunan was almost wrapped in, thought about it, and suddenly hugged his daughter-in-law and shouted to stop.

"I don't want such immortality, the thousand-year-old king of 80,000-year-old tortoise, good people don't live long and leave a thousand years of scourge, and serious people don't have that!"

Li Shengnan was strangled by him, and he was so busy pulling him that he asked angrily:

"You don't want to stay with me forever?"

Song Chun'an's focus was shifted, and he was full of desire to survive and expressed his loyalty:

"Don't wronged me, I don't think so! I'm afraid you'll think I'm tired. The same old face, it's enough to look at it for a hundred years, right?

I plan to change my identity in the next life, change my younger and more handsome skin, fall in love with you again, and give you the best!"

Li Shengnan was coaxed into crying and laughing, and gently patted his arm that was too hard, and said angrily:

"It's not over that I've met you in this life, you still want to bind me to three lives and three lives?

Hey, listen to your own mouth, is it the same as your daughter? ”

Song Chunan instinctively replied:

"Daughter-in-law, you're not right, the generations are messed up, how can I be like my daughter?

But you have a point. My daughter follows me, running the train with her mouth full, which is good. ”

Song Chunan smirked twice and completely let go of his worries.

He knows himself best, and he doesn't lie, he just doesn't tell the truth.

The girl follows his roots, and at this young age, she has a posture that is better than the blue, and the future is limitless!

I heard that Song Pandi of the second brother's family wants to be a writer and write a book?

Obviously, his daughter is more talented, and she writes a fantasy about the future, which even adults like them are happy to read.

No, it's suitable for both men and women, young and old, and everyone who hears it applauds.

Song Chunan had a dreamy smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked his daughter-in-law in a low voice:

"You say, if I want to write a book too, just write about how I trained my daughter to become a great writer. What do you think I'm going to do?"

Li Shengnan had a question mark on his head, and watched his husband slide out like sleepwalking, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Started dreaming before you even slept?

The family washed up and pulled the lamp to sleep, and soon fell asleep.

The northwest wind blew in the night, whining, and the clothesline in the yard whistled.

The doors and windows of the old ones were not closed tightly, and they banged all night, disturbing people's dreams.

The chimney on the roof was also smoking, and the charcoal wood pressed and burned in the kang hole was vigorous, and the open fire was exhaled, and it didn't take long for the kang to burn hot.

Song Ci recognized the bed a little, and when he moved to a new home in the countryside, he moved away all the bedding he was used to sleeping.

Mrs. Song felt sorry for her little granddaughter, and took the opportunity to make a wedding quilt for her youngest son, and remade a new quilt for her little granddaughter, which weighed six pounds, and used this year's new cotton, which was thick and warm!

Song Ci itself is a child, and the kang is burning again, and there is a small stove-like four-nine in his arms, and the quilt is a little uncoverable.

However, she is in a special situation today, the first time that her mental power is so uninterrupted and stimulated, the whole person is too tired, and she is so hot that she doesn't even have the strength to kick the quilt, and the whole person sleeps very deeply.

If you cover it like this, something will happen.

The more Sijiu slept, the hotter he became, and he unwillingly dragged the little master back to the cave to hide, and woke up in a sweet dream where he didn't have to do his homework, and moved to a slightly cooler place next to him.

This move moved into Li Shengnan's bed next to him.

Although Li Shengnan is usually broad-hearted, the mother who takes the eldest child by herself always keeps a vigilance when she sleeps at night, and subconsciously touches the girl next to her.

This touch is like touching a soldering iron, and I wake up instantly.

"Song Chun'an, wake up, Bao'er has a fever!"