has a son, but it's different.

Bean Sprouts stretched out his hand, "Uncle Song." ”

Song Nan held the hand of the bean sprouts, which was soft and the palm of his hand was big.

Holding such a hand, Song Nan was not angry with such a cuteness.

In front, Mu Xin was pulled by Xiang Xiuhan.

"Husband?" Mu Xin shouted softly.

"Hmph." Xiang Xiuhan hummed softly, but he wasn't angry at all, but seemed to be coquettish.

That handsome face is all written, come and coax me, come and kiss me, so that I won't be angry.

Mu Xin took his hand and leaned against him, "Angry? ”

"No Sakura," Xiang Xiuhan replied lightly.

He was reluctant to speak to his heart in a cold tone.

I was not holding it, and I felt a bit like a lamp on a flower board, which was particularly bright.

"Dabi, I'm going to go with my brother."

Don't struggle to get down.

Xiang Xiuhan put the dot down, and then ran to find the bean sprouts.

I looked at the distance from my father, and well, she didn't light up at this point.

When it was gone, Mu Xin immediately went to hug Xiang Xiuhan's waist, and pulled his hand to his waist, and the whole person was in his arms.

"Good husband, don't be angry, come on."

Without a point, Xiang Xiuhan felt that he could stand up for himself.

He looked down at Mu Xin: "Uncle Song is cool? ”

Mu Xin raised his head and kissed his chin, although he was shaved, he still had some.

"No, Mr. Xiang is the coolest, cool, the first cool, I have a man in my family who is cool......"

Listening to her singing, Xiang Xiuhan gently pinched her waist: "Change it." ”

"For what?"

"Hmph."

Mu Xin thought for a while, and then hummed softly: "Husband, husband, I love you~ Just like a mouse loves rice~"

When she sang, Xiang Xiuhan's heart was suddenly crooked and sweet.

Look, his wife has a heart for him.

He wanted his wife to sing anything, but he didn't come out, so his wife sang it herself.

Happy.

happily Xiang Xiuhan, trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that kept rising, "It's too loud, a little louder." ”

Mu Xin: "Not very well, you heard it anyway." ”

How embarrassing it is to sing again.

It's an old husband and wife, and it's as greasy as two pieces of maltose.

"Hmph." Xiang Xiu Han turned his head angrily, and then went to break Mu Xin's hand.

It's just like I don't look at you and I don't let you hug it.

Mu Xin looked at his constant glances, then looked at his hand, broke one of her fingers, and then pressed one of her fingers.

This man......

Bear two faces under one hood.

But how can it be so cute?

Looking at such a lovely Mr. Xiang, Mu Xin felt that if he didn't coax him, he would be too inhuman.

"Uh-huh." Mu Xin cleared her throat.

Xiang Xiuhan hurriedly turned his head to look at Mu Xin, met her smiling eyes, hurriedly opened his eyes, and then looked elsewhere.

Mu Xin pursed her lips and chuckled, and then cleared her throat.

"Husband, husband, I love you, even if the mouse loves rice......"

The voice is loud and the voice is crisp, even if it is not the lyrics of the same song, it is crisp and pleasant.

Xiang Xiuhan turned his head, and then hugged Mu Xin a little tighter.

The corners of the lips rise a little bit.

Song Nan, who was walking behind them, listened to Mu Xin's crisp singing, and in that kind of singing, there was happiness and happiness.

Something he had never seen before.

The admiration he knew was fearful, living in darkness and not being saved.