Chapter 1110 19996
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Kwon Shuying has always loved these two children, so she rushed over that night.
For so many years, Quan Shengnan has been ghostly and precocious since she was a child, and she rarely worries about it, but Quan Aonan was raised by a handful of and urine after she adopted her.
She has the same feelings for these children, that is, she inevitably often thinks about the proud man who returns to her parents.
In fact, Quan Aonan has not always stayed by Chen Boying and Leng Qiushui's side, and has taken the time to go back to the capital to visit Mr. Yun, Grandma Yun, and Quan Shuying, which is much better than those who work outside and only come back at the end of the year, but pity the parents of the world, and the mother still feels that her son has too little time in front of him.
Seeing Kwon Shuying asking her brother long and short questions, Kwon Seung-nam was jealous.
"Mom, don't forget, in addition to your son, you also have a daughter! Your daughter is in dire need of her mother's loving condolences! Stretching out her delicate white and smooth fingers, she pointed to her red little face, very aggrieved.
Old Man Yun and Grandma Yun laughed.
This child is almost eighteen years old, and he has been with his little grandson for a long time, but he has become more and more childish.
When she was a child, she was so cute, the little man with pink makeup and jade makeup was old and serious, and she talked and behaved like an adult.
Quan Shuying smiled from ear to ear, "Okay, good, mom gives you loving condolences." ”
As she spoke, she put her arms around Kwon Seung-man and kissed her on the forehead.
Kwon Seung-nan said he was very satisfied and grinned.
Unexpectedly, the little eagle came in with the little tiger and the little lion, and when she saw this scene, she covered her eyes invariably, but her fingers were very open, "Shame, my sister is an adult, and I want my aunt to kiss her!" ”
It was the little eagle who said this, and then the little lion put down his little hand and ran to Quan Shengnan, with his face up.
"What's the matter with the lion cub?" Kwon asked.
The little lion pointed to his forehead, "I also need the condolences of love!" ”
The little eagle and the little tiger were born at the beginning and end of the same year, not much different, the little lion is the youngest, and because he encountered an accident in his previous life, the old man Yun and his wife and Quan Shengnan, who know the truth, will inevitably spoil him extraordinarily.
Although he is pampered, he is not doting without a bottom line, and he will never be soft when he should be taught.
Therefore, the lion cub has the most mischievous personality.
"Okay, good, I also give you loving condolences!"
Quan Shengnan bent down and bowed his head and kissed him, even if the little eagle and the little tiger were big children, they refused to let their younger brother take the lead, and they ran over one after another, and they had to let their sister kiss him before they would stop.
Looking at the lively scene in front of her, Grandma Yun was very content, her brows were stretched, and her expression was happy.
When he fled with his daughter, where did he think that there would be a full house of children and grandchildren today?
Her eyes fell on her granddaughter, who was becoming more and more delicate and vulgar, and Grandma Yun suddenly said, "Shuying, while the children are at home, Ming'er will take them to buy a few clothes." ”
Kwon Shuying glanced back at her mother and understood.
"I know Mom, I just customized a few clothes for Nannan, and by the way, I took her to try it out to see if she needed to change it."
Quan Shengnan smiled: "I can't wear my new clothes in turns, what other clothes do I have?" ”
This is not a lie, so many elders dot on her, and new clothes, new jewelry, and new shoes can be piled up all year round, not including the ones that Huo Xuetong often customizes for her.
As soon as Huo Xuetong was mentioned, early the next morning, Quan Shengnan received a dress sent by Huo Xuetong.
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