The little monkey spirit with a big ghost, this is a set of words without mentioning it, and there are a lot of flowers and intestines in the stomach.

Lowering his head, Lu Yan's always cold gaze swept towards him again, and when he swept towards him, an unconscious softness appeared.

But the voice was cold.

"Say!"

"Hey, are you chasing my mommy?"

He raised his elbow and stabbed it behind him.

Little Sugar Candy gave Lu Yan an elbow, raised his eyebrows, and urged him to speak quickly.

In exchange, Lu Yan's deep voice reprimanded: "What are children asking nonsense!" ”

"This is not a blind question, I have to make sure that my future father's number is determined. According to Mommy's way, this is called a specific thing, and if it is implemented on a specific person, it must be treated separately, a detailed plan should be formulated, and then one by one will be attacked! Well...... Although I didn't quite understand what she meant, for the sake of my brother and me's future, I had to check for Mommy and choose my future father carefully. So, handsome uncle, you have to come on, your competitors are not ordinary people! ”

Tangtang clenched her fists and made a cheering gesture towards Lu Yan.

This kid!

His eyes flickered, Lu Yan stared at the little guy with a small mouth in front of him, and sneered: "If you talk nonsense again, I will take back the ...... I promised you before."

"Hey, hey, I don't take you like this! How can a man take it back when he speaks! ”

In the face of Chi Guoguo's threat, Tangtang fearlessly met Lu Yan's deep eyes, pouted, and chattered in defense.

But after staring at that look for a while, the silence at the moment made Tangtang a little anxious.

simply discarded the previous 'great truth', and held up the double back to promise Lu Yan: "I won't ask anymore, and I won't ask again in the future!" But, handsome uncle, you're going to take me to play with guns! Don't have toys, you have bullets, the kind that will 'bang' when you fight. And to go and sit in a really, big, big tank, fly a plane......"

The pink little mouth opens and closes.

Sugar Candy crackled and opened a lot of conditions, and the more I talked, the more excited I became.

And unconsciously, the father and son, who were still tense a few days ago, have narrowed the distance between each other because of common topics and secret agreements.

It seems, just in such a moment.

That alienated, almost irresistible barrier is gradually dissolving.

"Smack-"

The soft little hand was imprinted in Lu Yan's palm.

With a heavy blow, the eyes of father and son met.

At this time, the electronic lock outside the door came with a prompt sound for entering the password.

Sugar Candy, who was still happy just now, suddenly withdrew his hand, and didn't hit it at all, and went straight back to the quilt to pretend to sleep.

Quietly, kicking his calves, he slowly got up from the warm embrace, lay on Lu Yan's shoulder, let his eyes slowly shift to the door, and gently called to the approaching person.

"Mom...... Mi ......"

"Done?"

Glancing at the stinky boy who pretended to be asleep without a trace, Lu Yan stood up quietly and turned to Bo Jinghan.

"Hmm...... Come to think of it, they don't dare to make trouble again. ”

Smiling and churning, Bo Jinghan clapped his hands and opened his arms to Jingjing: "Mommy, is it okay?" Uncle Lu is going to work in a while, so let Uncle Lu go wash up quietly! ”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Meng Bao nodded slowly.

Bo Jinghan reached out to take the little guy, glanced at his half-changed clothes, and put him down: "Quietly, is it okay to wear pants?" ”

Holding a pair of handsome little jeans, Bo Jinghan was unzipping his trouser chains, but felt a tender little hand on his cheek.

Then, it was the soft and glutinous children's voice, which said word by word: "Mom...... Cat’s meow...... Laborious...... Ku ...... "They don't dare to make trouble anymore." ”

Smiling and churning, Bo Jinghan clapped his hands and opened his arms to Jingjing: "Mommy, is it okay?" Uncle Lu is going to work in a while, so let Uncle Lu go wash up quietly! ”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Meng Bao nodded slowly.

Bo Jinghan reached out to take the little guy, glanced at his half-changed clothes, and put him down: "Quietly, is it okay to wear pants?" ”

Holding a pair of handsome little jeans, Bo Jinghan was unzipping his trouser chains, but felt a tender little hand on his cheek.

Then, it was the soft and glutinous children's voice, which said word by word: "Mom...... Cat’s meow...... Laborious...... Bitter ......"