Rubbing the photos to clear the tiredness of the day, Song Jingzhen turned back to Er'er.

Erer's experience report has been written to the second page, and her second page is slowly being filled with "Soft cubs are so cute, Erer likes it so much, Erer wants to be Er'er's brain".

Song Jingzhen snorted in displeasure, reached out and pulled out the notebook, tore off the two, folded them and stuffed them into his pocket.

Erer angrily stood on the chair and grabbed it.

But Shi Song Jingzhen is more than a little taller than Er, especially Erer's hands and legs are short, as long as Song Jingzhen reaches out against her head, she can't reach Song Jingzhen.

Song Jingzhen did exactly that.

Erer struggled to fight Song Jingzhen, but he couldn't reach it.

So Erer smiled evilly, showed his sharp little claws, and scratched Song Jingzhen's arm as he rolled up his sleeves.

"Ha, tell you to rob my brain," Erle raised his head proudly, and stood on the chair with his waist pinched.

Song Bule looked at the scars on his hands, and his tongue was on top of the back molars, "Your mother cut your nails and didn't fix them?"

If it weren't for the nails that were just cut, how could they be so sharp.

Erer Yao twisted his head, and pinched his waist with his little hands, "I still want to be on the show with Soft, you help me figure out a way." ”

Song Jingzhen smiled angrily, "With me, the big actor, you are a little financier who sends resources?"

knew that Erer would like Jiang Soft so much, and he wouldn't let her into his study at all.

He is still suppressing himself not to be radical, this rabbit cub has already gone to the house to reveal the tiles and wants to fall in love.

"You're not a little gold lord," Er'er swept Song Jingzhen up and down contemptuously, shaking his head, "I'm looking for something like that, I'm looking for something like that, I'm not looking for you." ”

The head shaker doesn't look like a five-year-old at all.

"Tsk," Song Jingzhen carried her and put her on the desk, dusted off the chair and sat down, crossed her hands in front of her abdomen, folded her two long legs, and leaned on the back of the chair looking like a domineering president.

"I don't look down on you like this, I don't want to ask your father for anything, I can't look down on what I'm looking for me for," Song Jingzhen was not used to the little demon king at home, and he didn't look at Erer when the chair turned around.

After all, Erer is still young, and he really can't say anything about Song Jingzhen after a while, he jumped off the table angrily, and slipped towards the door, with cruel words in his mouth, "If you don't help me, I'll go to my mother, and when I see Soft, I will definitely tell her bad things about you." ”

This touched Song Jingzhen's life.

The appointed got up to keep up with Er'er, and Song Jingzhen carefully protected the child who was walking downstairs with short legs in front of him.

One or two are not worrying.

"Erer, come and hug your mother," Song Jinyu hugged Erer, who was walking towards her, and buried her head in Erer's shoulder socket at once.

The milk baby is so fragrant, soft and fragrant.

Erer was not used to her mother, and pushed Song Jinyu's head away very seriously, Erer sat in Song Jinyu's arms and sat upright, and said seriously, "How old is Mom, she is still greasy and crooked, you have a father, you have to go to Dad, Erer will give a soft hug in the future." ”

Song Jingzhen, who was following behind, heard this, and his head tightened.

Is this baby a bulldozer? faster than him, so tell his parents?

Song Jinyu watched the live broadcast during the day, and she also knew who the softness in Erer's mouth was.

For this family business, of course, she has to take care of her children's wishes as a parent, "Okay, yes, don't cry if your father and mother don't hug you in the future." ”

Song Jingzhen: "......" mother and daughter were born to torture him.