Chapter 12: The Heart and Liver of a Family

"Yes, brother. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" She looked at the boy beside her and exclaimed, it feels good to have an older brother, but why can't she remember anything from before, except that her name is Qingqing.

"Uh-huh, it's here." Bai Junhao said.

"Hmm"

"Look, this is your room, pretty, this is Mom, it's all pink, like?" He said as he pushed open the door of the room first.

The eyes are all pink, pink quilts, pink wardrobes, pink beds, pink wallpapers, pink dressers, pink lamps, this is simply a sea of pink flowers.

It's really pretty.

"Wow, that's beautiful." She touched the quilt on the bed and the wardrobe, with a happy smile.

It's nice to have this home.

My brother, my parents, are really good to her, and I can't help but feel a sense of belonging.

"Thank you." She said gratefully.

"We are a family, don't say thank you, look, Mom has prepared clothes for you, the wardrobe is full, you can take a shower and change your clothes." Bai Junhao reminded.

The clothes on my sister's body are really miserable.

But if you look good, you can look good in anything.

"Uh-huh, okay, then I'll go take a shower."

"Go, go." He waved his little hand, only to see that he was still standing in place, and had no intention of leaving.

"You guy, don't go down yet, Qingqing take a bath, what are you doing here, don't you know the difference between men and women." Yang Yuanjing suddenly spoke behind Bai Junhao, looking like she hated her father.

Wasn't this kid quite smart before, how did he suddenly become stupid, it's really worrying.

"Ah, Mom, I'm going down, I'm going down." He fled in a panic, and Jun's face turned even redder, dripping blood.

"Mom." Qingqing said obediently.

"Good boy, quickly, take a bath, the wardrobe is full of your clothes, look at what you like to wear, it's not enough for mom to take it to buy it in person." She smiled softly and spoke, rubbing Qingqing's hair.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

"Uh-huh." She said.

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Bai Jiansheng sat on the comfortable sofa, flipped through the newspaper in his hand, heard the footsteps, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he didn't need to listen to the footsteps to know who it was.

"What's the matter, who made our little handsome guy angry." He put down the newspaper, raised his head, and said softly, a little dumbfounded when he saw the face of his precious son.

This...... How red is it like a monkey's ass.

"Look, it's not your baby wife." He sat down on the couch, pouting and dissatisfied.

Hum.

Look, I lost face in front of my sister.

"Haha, isn't my baby wife your baby mother." He laughed and said, this kid is really a little ghost.

"If you want to spoil your woman like this, sooner or later you will be angry with your only son, huh." After he finished speaking, he didn't leave......

Don't take it, look angry.

Look, there is a son who talks to Lao Tzu like this, this child, is really ......

"I'm not going to bully Qingqing." He yelled at the cool little back, "Oh, it's the same as when he was a kid."

It's really my own seed.

Bai Jiansheng couldn't laugh or cry.

Bai Junhao's face was angry, is he like that kind of bully, he doesn't believe him so much, he still likes his sister's, he knows what happened to his sister, so he will protect her well.

He wants his sister to be the heart of the family.