Fu Ying and Jiang Yuhuan brought the pastries they bought yesterday and went to Mao Zhiquan's yard under the leadership of the maid.

In the living room, Mao Zhiquan and his wife Lin sat in the main seat, and Lin held a three-year-old boy.

"Brother Mao, the second young lady."

"Second son, second young lady."

Fu and Jiang Yuhuan are pseudonyms Xuanshi and A Jiang, Mao Zhiquan is one year older than Fu Last, and he is called his brother.

And Jiang Yuhuan is not good to get too close, and calls the second son.

"This is a little snack, give the little boy a sweet mouth, and I hope the two of you don't dislike it."

Lin Shi gave a look to the maid beside him, and the maid took the pastry from Jiang Yuhuan's hand.

"No, no, no." Lin smiled......

Chapter 129 of "Drop the Vest at the Beginning, Waste Prince, You Listen to My Quipble" Chapter 129 Impossible is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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