Emperor Jing Chong was simply happy in Jiuli Mulberry Garden, and he ate it deliciously. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ . 79 novels

Every day, just watching Xiao Aiqing's husband's 'wife' high-IQ duel is a big show, Xiao Yinan, who used to make him speechless, was suppressed and speechless in front of his wife, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

At breakfast time, the usual food of Emperor Jing Chongdi and others is all kinds of Jiangnan snacks, steamed dumplings, fried dough sticks, flatbreads, fried eggs, hair cakes, soybean milk, dazzling, when it comes to Xiao Yinan, a bowl of white porridge is really a bowl of clean white porridge, and no side dishes are added.

Xiao Yinan has been drinking for three days, and today he did not drink it slowly and methodically like a few days ago, but stared at Bai Lian's busy figure.

"Lord Xiao, the white porridge is moisturizing and detoxifying." Bai Lian glanced at him and accentuated the word detoxification.

Xiao Yinan smiled bitterly and hooked his lips, bowed his head in resignation and drank the white porridge on the fourth day, he saw that this person was taking revenge on him and leaving quietly, the person who poisoned him back then was the vicious stepmother, not her who was affectionate to him, he said goodbye, indicating that he didn't trust her.

Xiao Yinan thought that he was mostly 'selfish' at that time, but in fact, he didn't treat him as a relative and a wife at all.

No wonder she was angry.

"Okay, what am I going to do to you to forgive me." After the meal, Xiao Yinan found Bai Lian, lifted her robe to help her draw water from the well, and squatted down to wash the dishes.

Hmph, Xiao Yinan, do I admit that I am married to you, is your posture of putting down your body and coaxing a lady.

"Wait." She replied casually, put down her rolled up sleeves, and stood aside to watch Xiao Yinan, who had not done housework for a long time, clumsily busy.

"We're all old husbands and wives, will we wait for the next life?" Xiao Yinan put the washed dishes into the frame, and looked at her with a smile, she was no longer the young 'girl' who was so ashamed that she blushed when she saw him, and now she acted generously, her head full of green silk was pulled up behind her head, wrapped in a gray 'color' cloth, and her body was tied with a 'color' linen short clothes and 'pants', obviously neat.

"Who's with your old husband and wife." Bai Lian fried 'Mao', her psychological age has always been an unmarried 'girl', how can she be happy when she hears Xiao Yinan say the old word, "You just wait for the next life." ”

He turned around angrily to leave.

"Okay, don't be angry, my son is so old." Xiao Yinan hurriedly grabbed her arm and smiled, he didn't feel bored to coax her like this.

"Don't move your hands and feet, my son is so old." Bai Lian clapped his hands indiscriminately, 'female', no matter how old you are, you need a man to coax you.

"Mother, the lantern in front of our 'door' is broken, you see I re-tied two, it is your favorite rabbit shape, Bao'er ran over with two identical rabbit lanterns in one hand, the little rabbit's 'meaty' body, vivid eyes, and the ears on it are also outlined into red 'color', both beautiful and festive, Bai Lian doesn't love it, she is a master in language, and she doesn't know anything about action, but this baby son can always materialize her description, "Bao'er is so 'good'." She smiled and 'touched' his head.

Bao'er obediently bent over, let her rub the round 'rubbing' flat, her black eyes narrowed into slits, enjoying the abnormal, other adult guys don't love their mother's 'touch' head, called nicknames and the like, he is just the opposite, he feels that this is a manifestation of his mother's love for him, and I wish Bai Lian called him Bao'er every day.

"Oh, the teacher is also there, I'm sorry I didn't see it, my mother and I will go back to hang the lantern, you can do it yourself." Bao'er waited for Bai Lian to stop, so he put his arm on her shoulder, and looked at Xiao Yinan provocatively, when he was a child, he was ignorant, he felt that his father was very powerful, and he imitated everywhere, and when he grew up, he found that it was even more difficult for his mother to raise and take care of him alone, and everyone admired him for raising him.

He wants to punish his mother and give him a big commandment.

Xiao Yinan stared at the back of the mother and son leaving intimately, thinking, it is time to discuss with Bai Lian, it is not good for the son to love his mother so much, like a doll who has not been weaned.

He didn't admit that he was jealous.

It's just a lantern, Xiao Shanshui, you are so tall, you can hang it with your hand, you have to find your mother to go over and see it, how can this be reasonable.

However, Bai Lian likes rabbits? Love lanterns?

It seems that the 'women' love these things.

Xiao Yinan's room did not turn off the lights all night.

The next day, Bai Lian was still the first to get up.

Huh, she's in the wrong place?

Bai Lian opened the 'door' of the room, and there was a row of lanterns hanging neatly on the left and right sides, and the most were rabbits of different shapes, sometimes in the shape of fish, beauty pictures, five 'flowers' and eight 'doors'.

"For you." Xiao Yinan, who walked towards him, was holding a pattern similar to Bao'er yesterday in his hand, and it could be seen that he was more 'fine' in his painting.

The clothes are faintly moist with 'dew' water, I haven't slept all night, Bai Lian secretly thought in his heart, hiding the smile that almost overflowed.

"Mother, I'll help you cut the vegetables...... squeak, Bao'er's room 'door' also opened at the right time, and Jing Chongdi and the others lived in a guest room a little farther away, so he didn't lower his voice, and shouted urgently, "Ah, where did you get so many lights?" ”

Engaging in 'waves' with his son and his mother, should I be swollen when I was bumped by my son? Online and more!

Bai Lian saw that Xiao Yinan was uncomfortable at first, and then forcibly suppressed his facial expression, which couldn't help but feel funny.

"Yo, teacher, we haven't arrived at the Lantern Festival yet, so you're going to do a lantern riddle party?" Bao'er has long hands and long feet, and one by one Bara looks at it, all of them are some typing puzzles, of course, there are also some obscure love poems, he shouldn't have understood them.

You're the kind of person who can write cheesy love poems!

Xiao Yinan was so angry that smoke rose above his head, the good atmosphere was destroyed, and Bai Lian's attitude had softened...... Pit father's son, "Why don't you go to practice martial arts, what are you doing like a wooden stake." ”

"Yes." Bao'er hugged her mother and kissed her, performed light skills, and escaped.

"Shanshui's habit of hugging a 'girl' at every turn has to be changed." Xiao Yinan put his hands behind his back and proposed with a serious expression.

said Bao'er is the same as Deng's disciple, "That's my son, no matter how big you are, you can hold me, I can't walk when I'm old, let him take care of it." ”

"With me, where is his turn." Xiao Yinan scoffed, he is also a person who practices martial arts, and he will definitely be a strong old man.

"Put these lanterns away and don't let people see the joke." Bai Lian instructed him to put down the rows of lanterns.

"You don't like it." Xiao Yinan leaned over to her, slightly disappointed.

"You made it all up?" Bai Lian asked.

"Well, it's very simple," he replied, as if he had said the wrong thing, how could he say it so easily, "but I did so much in one night, and it was so hard that my hands were pricked." "The seven-foot man, he has been on the battlefield, this little injury is nothing, but he just stretched out in front of Bai Lian pitifully.

The indifferent Xiao Yinan was possessed by Bao'er?

"Where do you put it, I'll let you put it in the room next to me." Bai Lian pointed to the location of his room, and after speaking, he quickened his pace and left.

With a hard mouth and a soft heart, Xiao Yinan pursed his lips and smiled.