"Sugar-coated cannonballs!" Su Yi'an took the flower, sniffed it deeply, and smiled, "However, I like it very much." ”

"Then while you're happy, can I make a small suggestion?"

"Huh? I'm in a good mood, just say. "The mood of a pregnant woman is like a day in June, and it changes when it is said. Take advantage of the good mood to give advice, the success rate is much higher. "Maybe I'll be in a better mood."

"The next time I have prenatal education, can I put on a song about my father? We can't let the children in their mother's womb not kiss me, right? Yue Feiyang tried his best to say that he was very aggrieved in order to win support.

"yes, I didn't think of that. I was stupid for three years after being pregnant, and it seems that I am really stupid. "Su Yi'an didn't mean it, but he didn't have this awareness.

Yue Feiyang couldn't bear to let his little wife be depressed, "You have inherited all your wisdom to the babies, this is great maternal love!" ”

"Uncle, your mouth is so sweet." Su Yi's peace of mind blossomed, and his uncle's compliments were so level. "You say, which song about dad you want to change, I promise to put it on for a week."

"'Good Dad' is a good song." Yue Feiyang occasionally listened to two sentences, and was particularly impressed, and hummed a few words by the way, "I have a good father."

Daddy ~ Daddy ~ Daddy ~ Daddy ......"

"Uncle, are you sure?" Su Yi'an looked at his uncle in surprise.

"Sure."

"Are you really sure?" Yue Feiyang thought that his little wife was going to repent, so he hurriedly said, "500% confirmed, you won't break your promise, right?" ”

"No, I'm just checking with you. Why don't we go back and download this song now? ”

Yue Feiyang was as good as a stream, and soon this painstakingly won children's song flowed in the living room. The father-to-be's face became more and more ugly, and Su Yi'an looked at his expression, and he was about to endure internal injuries.

"Cooking... Wash your clothes and wash your clothes... Get up and get up hahahaha... Spanking and banging..."

Yue Fei'er heard this song when she came in with her little daughter, and when she saw Yue Feiyang's deflated expression, she laughed out loud without giving face.

"Big brother, do you know how to cook? I've never seen one. The ability to do laundry is also a serious doubt, as for spanking... Haha, are you trying to scare my nephew out of his belly? Sister-in-law, did you choose this nursery rhyme? ”

Seeing Yue Fei'er laughing, Su Yi'an couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.

"Definitely not. It's the uncle of the little daughter, who dug a pit and buried himself! Heh~~"

"It's really not you?" Yue Fei'er expressed serious doubts, "Can a person as shrewd as my eldest brother have such a mistake?" ”

"That's because," Su Yi'an can definitely be regarded as living and learning, "the father-to-be has also passed on his wisdom to the children." ”

"It's better to change one," the number of children's songs in Yue Feiyang's mind was definitely below double digits, and now this matter is really embarrassing for him. It took a long time to find one, and there was nothing wrong with the lyrics. ""Big Head Son Little Head Dad", this one is good."

Su Yi'an looked at his uncle's ambitious and high-spirited appearance, and he really couldn't bear to hit him.

Yue Fei'er has always been more direct and said it with a big grin.

"Big brother, do you want the two babies to be big-headed? There is also the image of this father, with small eyes, big glasses, big belly, big hands, small head, tsk... It's definitely a rhythm that scares the kids out of the way..."

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