NO.5——

Late one night, Bian Xiaobai suddenly cried and wanted to eat KFC, and he was as mean and bitter as Bian Baixian had no choice but to go out with his son as a family, so he could only go out with his family to find a 24-hour storefront.

Walking into KFC and eating only one chicken wing, the little guy yawned and slept noisily.

The corners of Bian Baixian's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to slap his son hard, and said to Lu Liangren, "Take him to wash his hands, let's go." ”

Lu Liangren took Bian Xiaobai to wash his hands, and as soon as he turned on the faucet, the light on the ceiling flashed.

Then when she turned off the faucet, the light on the ceiling flashed again.

"Mom. Bian Xiaobai was a little scared and hugged Lu Liangren with his backhand.

"Don't be afraid. Lu Liangren took his son to the dryer to dry his little hands.

At this time, the toilet door behind them opened.

A person walked out with his head hooked, wet all over, making people wonder if he had fallen into the toilet.

Just under the surprised gaze of the two mothers and sons, the man suddenly twisted his head off and put it in the dryer to dry.

Bian Xiaobai: "......"

Lu Liangren: "......"

Just when Bian Xiaobai's mouth was deflated and he was about to cry, Lu Liangren covered his mouth with one hand and continued to dry his little hands.

After a minute, Bian Xiaobai's hands dried, Lu Liangren pulled him out, and the headless ghost next to him also wanted to follow, but at this time Lu Liangren turned around and said: "Little friend, your hair hasn't dried yet, what are you doing in such a hurry, be careful that your head is stolen!"

The headless ghost paused, stopped again, and watched the two mothers and sons leave.

From then on, Bian Xiaobai no longer dared to eat KFC at night.

NO.6——

One day not long after the wedding.

As soon as Lu Liangren woke up, he saw Bian Baixian scolding her with a cold face: "Don't always roll around when you sleep at night, okay!"

Lu Liangren shouted: "Then why don't I go back to my room to sleep?"

Bian Baixian raised his eyebrows: "How many times have I told you, now that we are married, you should sleep with me!"

Lu Liangren snorted: "Or buy a bunk bed?"

Bian Baixian's eyes were on fire: "Did I marry you back as a roommate?"

Lu Liangren: "......"

Some problems are actually unsolvable, right?

NO.7——

One day, being ridiculed by Bian Baixian for being ugly, Fairy Lu went on a hunger strike in protest.

Without eating, Bian Baixian endured it.

After two meals, Bian Baixian endured it.

After three meals without eating, Bian Baixian finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"If you don't eat all day, you really want to become an immortal, don't you?"

He was arrogant, and her momentum weakened.

He muttered in a low voice, "In vain, I want to lose weight." ”

Bian Baixian: "What kind of fat to lose, you are ugly not because you are fat!"

Lu Liangren: "......, can I go down again?"

NO.8——

Fairy Lu has recently become obsessed with unpaid blood donation, once or twice Bian Baixian didn't say anything, and three or four times Bian Baixian was unhappy.

"Why are you old enough to donate blood for free, and few people can use your blood. ”

"The blood donation vehicle in the Sky City Plaza would send some milk and cakes after every blood, and the cakes there were so delicious that I couldn't eat them outside, and they would give me an extra box every time I went over. ”

“……”

Then a foodie's butt was swollen like a cake.

NO.9——

One day, Bian Xiaobai refused to do his homework and wanted to go out to play, and was locked up by Fairy Lu in his father's study and had to finish his homework before leaving.

After closing her son, Fairy Lu lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

Halfway through, Baek-hyun came back and let his son out after finishing his homework, and hid in the study to play games.

Just after losing a game, Bian Baixian burst out and shouted "Mom......" Before the words came out, Fairy Lu happened to open the door, and Bian Baixian in front of the computer looked at each other for a long time, and said sluggishly: "Son, how many years have I slept for years?"

Bian Baixian: "......"