Third Master. Ling Sheng puffed out his cheeks and glared at him, pretending to be angry and began to cross his waist and count: "If you want to serve soup, you will only serve soup, right?" And porridge, porridge! ”

"Got it." Jun Shiyan laughed lowly, walked over with long legs, gently rubbed the top of her head with his big hand comfortingly, and his thin lips lightly opened: "You go outside and wait, I'll come, it's hard to cook." ”

Ling Sheng shook his little head, his heart was warm, and he said softly: "Don't mess with me, it's all messy." ”

Xiao Qi secretly covered his mouth in the back, his eyes crooked with a smile, and he tiptoed to get the bowl, afraid of disturbing the two of them, when will Mommy and Uncle Jun be together?

Ling Sheng found that the taste of the third master is simply the taste of a child, exactly the same as Xiao Qi, what Xiao Qi likes to eat, he likes to eat everything, Xiao Qi doesn't like to eat, he doesn't like it.

For example, now, the two of them are surprisingly consistent, picking out ginger shreds and carrots, and they look very serious.

Ling Sheng knocked on the table, looked at the two of them with a serious expression, and said word by word: "Don't be picky!" ”

Xiao Qi flattened his mouth, looked at Mommy aggrievedly, and then found the same kind and pointed at Jun Shiyan: "Uncle Jun didn't eat either!" ”

Ling Sheng's sharp gaze looked at Jun Shiyan.

Jun Shiyan coughed lowly, Jun smiled softly on his face, and said: "Xiao Qi is a child, you can't eat partially when you grow your body, Uncle Jun is an adult, you don't need to grow your body." ”

Ling Sheng laughed angrily at his theory of crooked outer space, how embarrassed to defend himself, and pointed at the two of them: "You can eat ginger or not, give it to me, carrots are not allowed not to eat!" ”

Then I saw that the faces of the big and the small were wilted, and as if they were eating poison, they picked up a shredded carrot, closed their eyes as if they were dead, put them in their mouths, and swallowed them directly without chewing them.

Then he opened his mouth and showed her, ah, it's finished.

"Shengsheng, eat."

"Mommy, you're done."

Ling Sheng looked at her facial expressions and movements, and her speech was exactly the same, one big and one small, she definitely didn't have to worry about the relationship between the third master and Xiao Qi.

They are more consistent than father and son, and the more they get along, the stronger this feeling becomes.

After eating, Jun Shiyan cleaned up his things and washed the dishes.

Ling Sheng and Xiao Qi were already running on the sofa waiting for the show to start, and they took out all the snacks they wanted to eat and put them on the table.

The sound of the program is a bit loud.

Huo Xiao and Su Xiyin pushed the door in, and saw that on the sofa, the mother and son were watching TV, and just as they were about to greet them, they saw a man coming out of the kitchen.

Jun Shiyan was still wearing gloves for brushing dishes, and shouted as he walked: "Shengsheng, is there still dish soap at home?" Not enough. ”

Su Xiyin reacted the fastest, seeing that Huo Xiao's crutches were hit, he hurriedly coughed and took two steps: "Jun San, why are you here?" ”

Huo Xiao watched his wife take several steps to block the front, the crutches in his hand fell down alive, his old face was pale, and he roared angrily: "Ling Sheng, don't let Lao Tzu roll over, what's the matter!" ”

Didn't the sixth child say that Jun Shiyan's grandson was crippled and disfigured, and he couldn't be humane?

Who is standing in front of you?

What the hell is he doing?

Ling Sheng heard his grandfather's roar, turned his head and saw the scene in front of him, he was still eating in his mouth, he almost choked, and hurriedly jumped off the sofa: "Grandpa, grandma, why are you back today?" "Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.