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Long Yan and Ji Yiming stood next to them and slapped their foreheads, that is Brother Jin, even if he becomes a milk doll, he is Brother Jin!

Can my sister-in-law show mercy?

Long Yan rushed over, wanting to rescue Brother Jin.

But Tong Lu saw that the little guy had become very twisted, but instead poked his fleshy little face, strode into the house, and asked Ji Yiming in a muttering voice as he walked: "Do you want to take off his little pants to see if there is any fall?" But the pants are thick in winter, and Xiaoye didn't cry, so it should be okay? ”

The corners of Ji Yiming's eyes twitched: "Xiao Ye must be fine, there is no need to make a fuss about the child if he falls!" ”

"That's not necessarily, you still have to see it to be sure."

As soon as Tong Lu finished speaking, Ji Yiming's feet were so soft that he almost stumbled to the ground, why did his sister-in-law not understand her eyes so much? Can't you see that Brother Jin is going to go berserk?

He automatically made up for the picture of Tong Lu taking Tong Lu to the tall building, throwing it down, catching it, throwing it down again, and catching it again, decisively staying away from the two of them, so as not to be affected by the pond fish.

"Put me down, I'm fine!"

Take a deep breath in the miniature cold night and tell yourself not to be like her!

The two little arms pressed behind their backs, trying to rub their buttocks, but they resolutely couldn't make such a humiliating action, so they pretended not to hurt, and just dusted off their pants.

I was annoyed in my heart, why didn't I calculate my luck before I went out? I knew that I would recoil today, and he would never go out when the sky fell!

Tong Lu looked at Xiaoye's pink and tender little face, only felt that her hands were itchy, walked to the living room, and saw the little guy climb onto the sofa with a cold and solemn expression, sitting domineeringly, and glancing at her coldly, she covered her lips and smiled, didn't hold back her sinful paws, and touched his delicate little face: "It really doesn't hurt?" If it hurts, you must tell your aunt. ”

The mini version of Leng Yejin took a deep breath and slapped her hand hard: "Keep me away from Yin Zhan in the future!" Otherwise, tell Uncle Jin and let him clean you up! ”

"Little guy, don't sue!"

Last time she told Leng Yejin that she had lived in His Excellency Yin's house for a month, and he almost didn't cramp and skin her, thinking of his methods under the bed, she couldn't help but tremble, but everyone had normal social interactions, and she didn't do anything wrong, and she sat upright.

"Don't eat with him at night, refuse me, what book do you want, I can't buy you, I have to give it to you?"

"You bought it for me?" Tong Lu smiled, can a three-year-old baby not learn from adults?

The mini version of Leng Ye secretly said the wrong thing, and looked serious with a childish face: "I think you have been too comfortable lately!" ”

It's a pity that no matter how serious it is, it can't deter Tong Lu.

She pinched his nose: "Don't learn from your uncle's speech, don't learn from the good ones at a young age, your uncle's bad temper has been fully understood by you and used like fire and innocence, why don't you learn your father's temperament, whose son is it?" ”

"Ahem, sister-in-law, do you want water?"

Long Yan kindly brought her a glass of water, signaling her to shut up quickly, and the misfortune came out of her mouth~~~

"What, you think your uncle has a bad temper?" Xiao Lengye squinted his eyes.

Tong Lu took the water and took a sip: "His temper has come up, too-"

"Sister-in-law!" Long Yan shouted exaggeratedly.

Tong Lu's words came to an abrupt end: "Huh? ”

"Your shoelaces are loose."

"Nope."

"Don't speak ill of Brother Jin behind your back, or you'll die a rhythmic death."

Tong Lu was afraid for a while, thinking of the lessons of the previous car, Xiao Ye, the little villain, likes to sue the most, once she said that the uncle was sullen, Xiao Ye turned her ass and told Leng Yejin, and smiled decisively: "The temperament is the softest, the worse your uncle is, the more people like it." ”

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