She was so happy that she couldn't see enough of holding her son, as if she wanted to see back all the month she owed.

The little guy smelled the smell of hemp, his nose sniffed, and then his head was buried in hemp's chest. He arched and arched. Falling Anning food pointed to his son's Dudu cheek: "Xiaoshuai, are you hungry? Grandpa, grandma and dad have taken good care of you this month. Look, it's a lot fatter. However, our Xiaoshuai is becoming more and more handsome."

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..." the little guy was very happy. He held his numb face in his hands, and his small mouth came forward with saliva.

"Little villain, how dare you make saliva on your mother's face."

"Cluck..."

"Little villain..."

"Yiyiyiyiyiyayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayaya.

The nursery teacher interrupted: "young grandma, the young commander has been tossing about a lot in the month you left. No, you're so happy as soon as you come back. It's rare in the past month."

"Really?" Luo Anning smiled and asked, then turned his head and pinched the little guy's chin: "mom is not at home, isn't Xiaoshuai good?"

"That's not true." The nursery teacher said, "Young Marshal, what I listen to most is your words. As soon as you leave, the Young Marshal will be in all kinds of mood. The milk doesn't taste good, and I can't sleep. It can be seen how much the Young Marshal loves you and depends on you."

"Ha ha..." Luo Anning smiled and kissed the little guy's forehead: "Xiaoshuai loves his mother most, doesn't she? My mother loves Xiaoshuai most! When Xiaoshuai grows up again, will my mother take you to see my uncle?"

The little guy who didn't understand saw that Ma Ma had been laughing at himself and talking very gently. He was happy. He patted his small palm and cheered in his mouth: "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Xiaoshuai is so good!" Ruthlessly kissed the baby son, "it's getting late. Xiaoshuai is going to sleep."

Put the little guy on the shaker On, cover the quilt, the nursery teacher squats down and begins to coax the Young Marshal to sleep.

Luo Anning got up and wanted to go back to the bedroom to take a bath. As soon as he took two steps, he thought of the little guy crying.

Falling in peace, he tightened his mind and turned back: "what's the matter, Xiaoshuai, huh? Why are you crying?"

"Wow..." the little guy grabbed the collar of the hemp dress with one hand, and his dark eyes were full of grievances and uneasiness.

Seeing this, Luo Anning was funny and helpless. He patted his little face and coaxed: "OK, mom won't go, mom will accompany you, don't cry, don't cry. Xiaoshuai is good..."

Rong Shao went back to his bedroom and washed himself up and down, waiting for the most sexual moment tonight. He waited left and right in the bedroom. An hour later, his wife hasn't come back yet.

Rong Shao can't sit still!

Angrily, he came to the nursery and saw the little rabbit asleep, holding his wife's fingers and occupying his wife.

Hum, Rong Shaofeng narrowed her eyes and walked forward quickly: "Xiaoshuai is asleep? Go take a bath and I'll be fine here."

Then he broke the little guy's finger with a smile and rescued the falling Anning index finger.

Luo Anning looked at the sleeping little guy uneasily, looked at him again, and asked uncertainly, "can you?"

Rong Shao is greatly hit. What does he mean he can?