In fact, who didn't wake up here?

They just don't want to make a sound. Anyway, these things have become common. Bai Shan is a busy girl.

How could Yao Wanyan have the heart to cut off her child's rations?

Everyone knows that human milk can raise children more than any kind of milk, and Baishan is also a psychic. The milk of the psychic has a better effect on health.

Look at her son. He is drinking Baishan's milk these days. Even if he has no power, he is getting stronger and stronger.

"Mom, why don't we give all the food to Bai Shan later." Yao Wanyan's voice is still gentle and soft, and she slowly gets up and holds the child, but with a little sadness in her eyes, "in this way, Bai Shan has more milk, and she can give it to Jun Jun!"

Food for Baishan?

It's so shameless to say that all the food was earned by Bai Shan. They just enjoyed the profits.

But habit becomes nature, and nature becomes truth. The food is theirs!

"Well, grandma, Junjun wants to drink grandma!" Xia Zhengjun in Yao Wanyan's arms, easy to see Yao Wanyan after lowering his head to his eyes, busy clever looking at Qian Fengying“ Look, after drinking grandma, Junjun has grown up a lot. In the future, we can protect grandma, grandparents and mom as soon as possible! "

"Jun Jun!" In Qian Fengying's eyes, this child is simply clever and heartbreaking.

It's not fair that God doesn't give such a clever child powers.

Thinking of this, Qian Fengying is even more angry with Bai Shan. She always thinks that it's because she's with this bitch that her grandson's powers are gone.

The voice is extremely cold and with the tone of command, "no matter what you think of, you can't give Junjun less milk every day, otherwise I will say that you abuse us and Junjun when I find the main army in the future! Hum, don't think that Zheng Jun doesn't believe it. We are his close relatives! "

Yao Wanyan looked at the haggard face, and then suddenly turned pale. With a smile on her mouth, she touched her child's head and said softly, "Jun Jun, my aunt is so kind to you. Remember to tell your uncle later."

But I don't want to see the three-year-old's pink lips. His face is full of disdain and contempt, but he doesn't speak.

Although he is small, when she goes out to collect things, grandma always says that she should work for them as a cow and a horse, and that child is not uncle's at all. He is a little bastard. Grandma pinches him, hum, he pinches too. Anyway, he is a little bastard!

When Bai Shan heard these words, her head was buzzing, and she felt dizzy several times. Her voice trembled a little, and she hugged the child who had no strength to cry... Where's my son? "

Qian Fengying really wants to say that she doesn't care whether he lives or dies, but she still hopes to find her son before she dies. "You are the mother of the child. Do you still want me to teach you these things? You think of your own way! Who makes you capable? "

The last sentence is ironic.

The first level powers are also strong in this small team.

A tear fell from Bai Shan's eyes. If it wasn't for Xia Zhengjun's love in her heart, she knew that he had made contact with Qian Fengying. Although Qian Fengying kept it from her, she had a sensitive ear and heard it long ago.

Otherwise, she would like to leave here immediately with her baby in her arms.

Xia Zhengjun is Bai Shan's favorite man in her life, and the father of her baby. He is still alive. The people next to him are his parents and relatives.