Chapter 897

On the first day Rong Shao didn't take the Young Marshal home, the little guy didn't pay much attention to him. Rong Shao touched the tip of his nose, changed his clothes, washed his hands and leaned over to kiss him. The little guy disliked hum.

On the fifth day when Rong Shao didn't take the Young Marshal home, the little guy raised his eyelids about his coming home and said he knew he had gone home.

Rong Shao didn't take the Young Marshal for half a month. He picked up Luo Anning and went home together. The servant said hello: "Rong Shao, grandma, you're back."

The little guy who was watching a TV play with the old man Jiang Peihua turned his head when he heard the servant's voice. His increasingly exquisite little face immediately burst into a brilliant smile, and excitedly stretched out a small short arm to hug them: "Dad, mom!"

Rong Shao falls on Anning's forehead and slides down three black lines at the same time. He looks at each other suspiciously. He has a feeling of being thundered.

Without a response, the Young Marshal restrained his smile, and his ruddy little mouth was slightly flat, "Mom!"

Luo Anning: "

The little guy clenched his fist in shame and anger and looked at rongshao: "Dad!"

Rong Shao: "

The Young Marshal has been hit!

Angrily turned his head to one side and remained silent!

Compared with the two couples who didn't know how to respond, old Rong and Jiang Peihua couldn't restrain themselves from laughing. Luo Anning took the lead in returning to his mind, washed his hands, hugged his sulky son, and couldn't help laughing, "Oh... Handsome, tell your mother, who taught you to say that? Is it grandpa or grandma?"

The little guy glanced at her wrongfully. His long eyelashes flashed like two small fans and didn't say a word.

Jiang Peihua put in a sentence: "our little handsome is very smart. This is not taught. He is self-taught!"

Mr. Rong nodded proudly: "Xiaoshuai is a good seedling, just like his father!"

Rong Shao, who washed his hands, came over and heard the little doll's affectionate call in the TV series: "Dad! Mom! Where are you?"

I immediately understood.

His mother took the little guy to see the costume drama for a few days, and he heard it himself?

It's a good IQ. You know how to seat your parents in pairs with your parents!

Rongshao thinks proudly that it's time to take him to test his IQ when he's a little bigger.

He took his son from Luo Anning's arms, put his hands under his armpits and held him in front of him. He usually had clear eyes and pondered a little before he seriously discussed with him: "little boy, Dad, if you really want to cry, it's not impossible. But Dad will like his father more than dad."

The young marshal was stunned directly: "

Master Rong's expression synchronized with the Young Marshal's God: "

Jiang Peihua smiled hard: "...."

He twitched at the corner of his mouth: "

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Late at night, beautiful However, the gorgeous nightlife also gradually tends to be calm.

A group of foreign young people in their early twenties were drunk and helped each other out of the bar. The first was a Chinese girl. She also drank a lot. The boy on the side hugged her waist and tried to help her to stand.

A group of people shouted that they would continue to change a bar and drink.

"Xuewei is very drunk. I'll take her back to the hotel first! I'll meet you later!" Jolen hugged Wu Xuewei and said to his companion.

As soon as the others heard him say this, they all smiled clearly, "jorun, you don't have to meet us! Enjoy your beautiful night tonight!"