"Mom (Mi mī), will you pinch it?"

Leng Yicheng looked up at his little face, puffy, like a little angel, making it difficult for people to refuse him.

Xia Zhi smiled, "Mom (Mi mī) hasn't played for a long time, and she may not be able to pinch it." ”

Leng Tian glanced at her and teased, "I think you won't pinch it all the time."

Xia Solstice blushed.

Sun Ziqi laughed and echoed, "Leng Shao, you have the truth." ”

Xia Zhi glared at Ziqi, took the mobile phone, and patted the clay figure pinched by his son.

Leng Yicheng took the clay figurine and compared it to a handsome poss, and was on the camera.

"Mom (Mi mī), shoot me"

She took a few more photos of her son funny, and then took his pinching person and rubbed it, and pinched it again.

"Look, look what you're pinching"

Leng Tian saw that her pinched nose was not a nose, and made fun of her.

"Hee-hee" Leng Yicheng and Ziqi couldn't help laughing,

Xia Zhi's ears were red, and he glared at him angrily, "You will laugh at me"

Leng Tian raised his eyebrows, watched her pinch for a long time, and was ugly, shook his head, took it, and pinched it himself.

The slender fingers are skillful, and the prototype comes out in a few clicks.

Her eyes were dumbfounded, this man really knew how to pinch clay figures

It's really unfair.

He can do anything.

No, he doesn't know how to stir-fry.

Xia Zhi thought of something he wouldn't do, and mentally balanced it.

Leng Yicheng took a picture of the clay figure in the cold day with his mobile phone.

"For you"

Leng Tian handed the pinched clay figure to her, that vivid appearance, Xia Zhi's heart palpitated.

"It's you who pinch, it's good-looking"

Sun Ziqi leaned over, glanced at the clay figurine in her hand, and admired Leng Tian's good craftsmanship.

She's just going to make clay figurines, and she's not even at the point where she can pinch someone.

Xia Zhi's heart was sweet, and he deliberately said, "That's my good looks"

Ziqihun (身shēn) shivered with goosebumps, narcissism is hereditary.

Leng Tian took a funny look at the narcissistic woman on the side.

"Hee-hee, daddy's pinched mom (Mi mī), look good, take a picture of Mom (Mi mī)."

Leng Yicheng held his mobile phone and took several photos in a row.

Xia Zhi held the clay figure in his palm, and smiled at the camera and compared a rabbit ear.

Cold

How does he feel about raising a daughter.

Xia Zhi (love ài) couldn't let go of touching the skirt of the clay figure, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked like it.

"You don't leak it"

She glanced sideways at the cold sky.

Leng Tian smiled at her, and said proudly, "I will have more, it's all about some interest (love)"

Xia Zhi twitched the corners of his mouth, and the chat was like this.

"Mom (Mi mī), I'm going to pinch you"

Leng Yicheng lay on her lap, very eager.

Xia Zhi reluctantly touched the clay figure before handing it to his son, "Take it and play with it"

Leng Tian looked at her deeply, reached out and touched her head, and said softly, "I like it, I'll buy you a pinch another day"

"Don't" Xia Zhi blushed.

Sun Ziqi glanced at the two of them amusedly, and silently ate the dog food.

"Xiao Zhizhi, where is the bathroom at your house, I'll wash my hands"

"I'll take you" Xia Zhiqi (身shēn) greeted her.

Sun Ziqi stood up (身shēn) and said with a smile, "No, just tell me the direction"

"Just go over there and just take a limp to the end."

Xia Zhi pointed in the direction of the study.

Leng Yicheng ran up (body shēn), ran to Ziqi (body shēn), and said crisply, "Auntie, I'll take you there"

"Let's go"

Sun Ziqi touched the little guy's head and asked him to take her over.