It's been four years, and I haven't listened to her voice properly.

"Qiao Chen will come over in a while, and we will go back after dinner." Su Yue's voice was very soft.

It's still unscathing.

"Oh." Ming Ansheng nodded, and a light smile spread from the corner of his mouth.

Between the two, there was silence again.

"Mommy, rate me."

Suddenly, Su Xiaoqiao turned around with a drawing book and rushed to Su Yue in a hurry.

In front of Su Yue, she held the drawing book in her small hands and handed it to her, "It's amazing." ”

After Su Yue took the sketchbook, her little fat hand pointed to the first of the three scoring options under the sketchbook.

The first one is fantastic, the second one is very good, and the third one is hard work.

"Yes, our little Joe is amazing." Su Yue stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly on Su Xiaoqiao's face, and then the pen ticked under the fantastic.

Su Xiaoqiao's children's shoes were very happy, "Thank you, Mommy." ”

Thanking her was not enough, she also tried hard to climb onto Su Yue's body, hooked her neck with both hands, and kissed her on the face.

The little guy is so cute, Ming Ansheng on the side looked at it, his face was full of spoiling, and his heart was ready to move.

His hands wanted to reach out and hug their mother and daughter tightly, if they hugged each other, how complete it would be.

Ming Ansheng's eyes looked at Su Yue and Xiao Qiao, but he didn't know that there was still a pair of eyes looking at him.

Beibei is still a child after all, I don't know what words Ming Ansheng wants to use to describe the eyes of Su Yue and Xiao Qiao, and I can't tell what he is thinking.

He only knew that his father liked Little Joe's mother.

Grandma said that Dad smoked so much every day that it hurt his body, so he had to help Dad turn Little Joe's mother into his stepmother.

Beibei thought about it, his mind flashed, he smiled and stretched out his hand to take Ming Ansheng's hand, "Dad, why don't we stay and eat at Uncle Yansan's house." ”

Ming Ansheng's thoughts were interrupted, and he frowned and looked at Beibei.

Of course he knew what medicine was sold in Beibei's gourd, and he didn't care much about him before this kid, so that he grew up so against the sky.

At the age of eight, I began to worry about the lifelong events of adults.

Especially the illogical analysis, 'Men who smoke a lot of cigarettes are either short of money or short of women'.

is sure that he is short of women.

, is it so obvious that he lacks women? Can even a small child see it?

Beibei looked at Ming Ansheng's face, although he frowned, he didn't seem to be angry, so he had the courage to continue, "Haven't Uncle Yan San and Aunt Xuxu come back yet?" Since you're here, wait for them to come back. ”

He grinned as he spoke, and then he pointed to Yan Xing, who was sitting on the other side of the couch playing with toys, "I'll go play with Yan Xing for a while." ”

"Go home." Ming Ansheng got up suddenly, took Beibei's hand, picked up his schoolbag with the other hand, and strode towards the door.

Beibei has always listened to him very much, and when he said that he wanted to leave, Beibei naturally did not dare to resist.

The little guy sank the corners of his mouth in frustration, then turned his head helplessly, and waved his hand to Su Xiaoqiao and Su Yue, "Future stepmother, future sister, goodbye." ”

Future stepmother? The future sister?

What the heck?

Ming Ansheng and Su Yue frowned at the same time, both of them were speechless at the title of Beibei.

"Young Master Ming, you won't sit down for a while."

When the father and son arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the housekeeper greeted them warmly.

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