Chu Chuling glanced at the time and felt that it was still early, so he bent down and said, "Xixi, why don't we go now, and then come back to finish eating when the time comes." ”

"Uh-huh." The little baby nodded.

Now Nian Nian hasn't finished school yet, she also bought a lot of things for Nian Nian on weekdays, there is no shortage of clothes and accessories, today Nian Nian has to go to Xiao Penyou's house to attend the birthday party after school, and it must be very late when she comes back.

She thought about it, this time without thoughts, "Let's go." When the two of them were about to walk out of the room, Chu Chuling turned back to her husband and son and said, "Then let's go first, and wait for us to come back at home." As she spoke, her gaze fell on Tan Siran, the anti-bone boy.

Obviously smiling and still kind, Tan Siran saw a bit of a warning from it.

He snorted silently, turned his head, and saw that his father and his movements were exactly the same.

Chu Chuling, who sat firmly on the throne of the family, snorted coldly, and then happily took the little milk baby to go shopping.

On weekdays, Chu Chuling likes to buy some beautiful and shiny things to decorate his cloakroom, and after talking about his thoughts, it is like having a live-action version of a dress-up doll.

Whether it is Tanjia or her mother's family, the first family is rich and wealthy, which is enough for her.

Seeing one big and one small holding hands and leaving happily, the two people in the room looked at each other, "How do I feel that we didn't recognize an elder, but added a live-action version of a dress-up doll to your mother." ”

Hearing the word elder, Tan Siran only felt a pain in his head, "I'm really a little unspeakable, she hasn't talked about Nian Nianda yet, even Dad, you have to call her aunt." He covered his forehead with one hand, and he really couldn't figure it out.

How did the great-grandfather create this little milk baby at his age, the key is that the two are really bloodlined, and the biological father and daughter are passed down.

Not to mention the two of them, at present, there is no elder in the entire Tan family who is higher than her.

"Learn from your mother." A beauty trick, the little milk baby is dizzy, and she is worthy of his daughter-in-law.

Tan Yanhao: My daughter-in-law is so beautiful!

……

Tan Siran sat on the sofa and was bored scrolling through Weibo, and sure enough, the news of his illegitimate daughter had rushed to the hot search.

He skillfully cut the trumpet and sneaked into a super talk called "Tan Si Ran, why is he not confused".

Not long after his debut, there was a little sunspot who hacked him, and other celebrities and idols were all angry, why did they hack me.

On his side, this session of netizens is not good, there are only a few points back and forth, and there is nothing new.

He doesn't care about what he sprays, there are only two points, one is that his acting skills are poor, and the other is to spray his face.

Especially the latter, you can endure anything, but you can't bear it. The young master is naturally beautiful and beautiful like a flower, and the person who sprays his face must be blind.

Slender fingers slide up and down the screen.

Why is it not mushy to talk about scum: laughing to death, I haven't exerted my strength yet, why is it going to be mushy when I talk about Siran.

The Husky of the North: Don't, my daily fun now is to talk about Si Ran in the dark, he is confused, and I have to feel empty.

It doesn't matter: upstairs this is the legendary black out of feelings?

Nine turns of the large intestine: There is one thing to say, that little milk baby is really cute, at first glance it looks a bit similar to Tan Siran. It's been three years since I talked about Siran, and I can't spray my conscience only because of my appearance.

Seeing that even black fans admitted their faces, Tan Siran was in a good mood, and specially gave him a thumbs up.

was strolling, and a WeChat message alert came from the mobile phone, it was Song Tao.

Song Tao: The program will be picked up for you, join the group the day after tomorrow, and we will set off together tomorrow afternoon. If you have time, you will have to pack your bags first, and then you will definitely have to check your bags, so you can take it easy and don't bring anything that you can't see.

Knowing who Tan Siran was, Song Tao deliberately quipped.

Song Tao: By the way, you better hurry up and make up for the knowledge of the baby, let you be on the show to wash the daddy character, don't give me a child abuse scandal.

Tan Siran: Don't worry, don't worry, can I handle it with a child?

He swears, isn't he just a little pot friend, what's so difficult, except for the fact that he can't breastfeed, there is no big problem with the rest.

Besides, at my aunt's age, I have already passed the most troublesome time, and now I just need to be emotionally stable.

As long as the little pot friend doesn't cry, he is so confused, and once he cries, his head can be noisy and exploded.

Song Tao: Remember what you said today, on the day you slapped your face, I will definitely print out the screenshot of today's chat history and paste it on your face.

He quit WeChat, thought for a while, opened Du Niang, and typed in the search box: three or four-year-old girl......

As soon as I typed these words, a series of related entries immediately popped up below.

What can a little girl of three or four years old eat.

What a little girl of three or four years old likes.

How to coax a three- or four-year-old girl?

A hundred kinds of hair braiding tutorials for three or four year olds.

……

Wait, a hundred hair braiding tutorials? Are all the entries already rolled up like this now? Tan Siran curiously clicked in, just the hair of a three- or four-year-old child, there are so many ways to braid hair?

Click in, it's a graphic tutorial. As soon as he saw the graphic tutorial, his hand was faster than his brain.

What is it called? This is called emergency evacuation.

I'm most afraid of graphic tutorials.,The first step,Just have a hand.,The second step.,Barely keep up.,Next,It seems that there's something wrong.。

Then, in a seemingly ordinary step, I suddenly realized that something was wrong. Then I can't keep up with the steps, and I can't change it no matter how I look at it.

Hand remnants are most afraid of graphic tutorials, and Tan Siran clicked on another entry to look at it with relish.

I don't know how long it took, there was a sound in the distance, thinking it was Song's mother or father, but he didn't raise his head.

The sound of Suo Suo getting closer and closer, but the person on the sofa seemed to be immersed in the world of his mobile phone.

Suddenly, his eyes were dark, Tan Siran's body was shocked, and he subconsciously wanted to pull it with his hands, and then kicked one by one on the left leg and one on the right leg with five consecutive whips. If you dare to play such a childish game with him, the beating will be over.

"Guess who I am." In his ears was the voice of the little milk baby deliberately lowered, and the raised hand was silently withdrawn.

The corners of his mouth hooked a slight arc, and Tan Siran only felt a little funny and a little ...... Lovely? "Let me guess, is it talking about Niannian?"

"Guess wrong, guess wrong, guess again." The little milk baby is very proud.

"Ah, who's that, wow, tell my brother, okay?"

Hearing that he actually called himself an elder brother, the little milk baby was not happy. His eyes lit up, Tan Siran looked at it fixedly, and the little milk baby in front of him was huffing and crossing his waist, "Nephews and grandchildren, you can't mess with the generations, you actually call yourself an elder brother in front of your aunt and grandmother, you are going to be spanked." ”

She learned to make a grimace when she was scared of herself when she was in the car.

The milk whirring is not only not scary, but also very cute. Tan Siran smiled, "Didn't you recognize my aunt and grandmother just now, those who don't know are not to blame, and those who don't know are not to blame." ”