Chapter 552

On the small face, the facial features have been vaguely seen to be a little similar to Rong, especially the dark eyes and the red mouth.

Xiao rongshuai has just finished drinking milk. At the moment, he is burping milk lazily in Luo Anning's arms. Feng churui and the Tang Dynasty come in. When they see the little guy, they can't help but dye a touch of tenderness on their eyebrows.

"Peace, can I hold it?" Feng churui came forward, stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the little guy's delicate face.

The little guy turned his head, stretched out his two fleshy little hands, grabbed his clothes, puffed his cheeks and closed his eyes.

"Little guy, don't you like it?" Feng churui can't laugh or cry.

Looking at his son's attachment to himself, Luo Anning was warm in his heart. He bowed his head and kissed the little guy's young face: "good boy, let uncle Rui hold it."

Still closed his eyes, his cheeks bulging higher.

"Hey, it's quite a big brand. It's the same as Yan's bad temper." The Tang Dynasty crowded forward and began to hug: "but I like it, ha ha!"

"Pa -" a crisp sound.

Before the hand of the Tang Dynasty met the little guy, Feng churui slapped him mercilessly. His elegant face was rare and serious: "everything pays attention to first come, first served. Jumping in the queue is immoral."

The Tang Dynasty didn't like it. The little guy made it clear that he didn't want you to hold him, and he wasn't allowed to hold it?

The two big men argued with each other.

Let your adults quarrel, the little guy's fleshy hands are still holding on to his peaceful clothes, and he has the potential to die.

Mayor Feng has always been concise and comprehensive. After expressing his meaning, he disdained to argue with the Tang Dynasty. He carefully picked up Rong Shuai by grasping the gesture of luoanning sending the little guy out.

The little guy waved his hands in the air, frowned tightly, grinned, didn't cry, and his dark eyes looked at him numbly.

"Good, uncle hug." Everyone has a soft corner in his heart, especially when he sees such an incredible little life, his love unconsciously emerges from the bottom of his heart.

"Darling, let uncle Rui hug." Luo Anning ignored her son's small eyes like asking for help and said with a smile.

Gradually, the little guy stopped tossing and let Feng churui tease him and play with saliva bubbles with his small mouth. Feng churui smiled and asked, "have you got a good name? What's the little guy's name?"

"A single name is a handsome word, Rong Shuai."

"Oh!" In the Tang Dynasty, Zha shouted: "I said, you and Yan are too modest!"

Luo Anning burst out laughing. She also felt a little too modest. Before she said anything, Feng churui said faintly: "this is a fact."

Tang Shao was killed!

Suddenly, the smile on Feng churui's face solidified. It was a long time before he slowly raised his head and looked stiff. "What's the matter?"

When Anning looked at it suspiciously, she found that Feng churui was wearing a silver gray high-end custom suit Wet a big piece

"Ah..." he whispered. He felt calm and took Rong Shuai. When he opened the diaper, it was so full that it overflowed

How did he do it?

Ming Tomorrow just changed a new one an hour ago!

He hurriedly called the servant and asked Feng churui to go down and change a set of clean clothes while changing the diaper for the little guy.

Seeing Feng churui's purple face, the Tang Dynasty smiled forward and backward, and interpreted schadenfreude incisively and vividly.