Ye Erruo laughed and said, "If you're angry, then I'll coax you"

"Ma Ma" Xingchen picked up the little Rubik's Cube in his hand at this time and shouted.

Then, Ye Erruo found that he had put together all six sides of a cube with six colored stars on six sides, and he assembled them

"The stars are awesome," Ye Erruo was as surprised as if he had discovered a strange continent while holding the small Rubik's Cube in his hand.

The son is not ordinarily smart.

"Yeerruo, I can also make a six-color group." He spoke quietly.

"How big are you, how big are the stars?"

Mo Jiangye didn't bother with it, she didn't care if she was angry, and the vinegar jar was fermenting all over her body, "He's small, so the things that come out of the group are great, so what about me, if I put it together."

Ye Erruo hooked her lips, "Childish." ”

"You're not fair."

"Stick," Xingchen said softly.

"Son's stick" said, and Ye Erruo kissed him on the cheek again.

Baby's skin and cheeks are undoubtedly the most tender, so no matter how much Ye Erruo kisses and touches it, it is not enough.

"Hemp sticks."

"My son is the best." Ye Erruo reached out and straightened his little clothes.

Xingchen pursed his small mouth and showed an elegant and gentlemanly smile, lowered his long curly eyelashes, and there were red clouds floating on both sides of his white and tender cheeks, ashamed.

I don't know if I was shy by Ye Erruoku, or shy by my kiss, two fleshy little hands clasped in front of me and looked shy.

Mo Jiangye pursed his red lips and stared at the little man who was seducing his woman.

Shy mom, this ugly boy is shy and he's going to be shy

"Hemp sticks." Xingchen whispered again.

"It's all great."

"Porridge stick," the little guy repeated.

"Heh" Mo Jiangye sneered coldly on the phone.

"Yeerruo, who is the best, me or the ugly boy," he asked with a cold face.

Xingchen also raised his little head at this time, and a pair of grape-like eyes hit the softest part of Ye Erruo's heart, his eyes are the most lethal weapon for anyone, and they can easily hook the soft emotions in people's hearts.

"Mo Jiangye, it's hard to imagine that this sentence will come out of your mouth, you are better than your son" She couldn't cry or laugh.

"Answer."

Xingchen seemed to be waiting for Ye Erruo to answer, and then the little guy directly praised Ye Erruo for "numbness, drifting"

Now what Xiao Xingchen said, the meaning he wanted to express, Ye Erruo had been able to correctly understand and translate it, and when she heard her son praise her, she was moved and wanted to cry, and her heart was hot and soft, "My son is the best." ”

Mojiang Night ""

If he didn't go back, his wife immediately ran away with another man

Xingchen's little face was even more embarrassed for his victory, and every time his long curly black eyelashes and bright eyes flickered, it was like a feather falling on the tip of Ye Erruo's heart, rippling and tickling.

He quietly lifted his eyes and glanced at Mo Jiangye in the mobile phone, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even brighter.

Mo Jiangye frowned, this ugly boy was provoking him deliberately

"Yeerruo, I'll give you another chance to reorganize the language, who is the best, me or the ugly boy."

Ye Erruo sighed helplessly, "Mo is three years old, you are the best if you don't compare with your son." ”

Mo Jiangye originally wanted to speak again, but in the end all the words were stuck in his throat.

It's not a good thing that she likes the ugly boy so much, and with the ugly boy here, most of her attention will be sucked away, if in the future

That's it, how could he care about the value of a chick that has just come out of the eggshell