Chapter 427

But it's not like this!

"Baba, sister porridge, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Conghua didn't know when, she rolled over from the other side of the bed. It seemed that her sister porridge was talking to Baba, but she just patronized and rolled happily for several times, and didn't hear it.

So this will climb over to participate in Baba and porridge elder sister's life, but it is very clever to pull out the environment which is just obviously not very favorable for changporridge.

"Nothing to say, tired?"

Chang Cong chuckles mildly, reaches out his hand to gather the disordered hair back to his ears for Xiao Conghua, and grabs the words before Feng Tingmo speaks.

She's not sure what the man will say, so let's talk about it by ourselves.

Taking time to glance at the man sitting next to him, I just saw his joking expression. Chang Cong's face was stiff. It was obvious that what she had just done was very wise.

According to her understanding of this man, when this man shows this expression, nothing good will happen.

"Shallot flower is not tired, shallot flower super happy."

Xiao Conghua's eyes are curved with laughter, which can infect people's emotions. For example, she will be watching her porridge.

Originally because of the bad mood of Fengting Mo, it was cured here in xiaoconghua. The smile on changcong's face was more sincere.

"You..."

Chang Cong fondly rubbed the small scallion's cerebellar pouch melon, and the small scallion rubbed along with Chang Cong's movement, which was very close.

Feng Tingmo sat quietly and watched the interaction between the two people. He didn't want to participate, but the atmosphere didn't seem awkward. On the contrary, it was mild.

It's like a real family of three

"Baba, porridge, sister will sleep with xiaoconghua tonight!"

The little guy would lie on her sister's leg, holding the palm of Feng Tingmo's hand, counting his fingers, as if he had found some funny toy, and he was enjoying himself.

Yes, just now the little guy rubbed and rubbed. By the time they realized it, their posture had already changed in the little guy's slow movement.

The distance between the three people was shortened again. As long as Chang Cong stretched his legs a little, he would touch with Feng Tingmo's legs.

Of course, after Chang Cong found out, he deliberately restrained his actions, for fear that an carelessness would increase any unnecessary touch.

She doesn't want to have any other physical communication with this man, especially after the recent unpleasantness.

On the other hand, fengtingmo has no worries about changcong. His body is very stretched. Changcong's body presents some relatively rigid posture, so fengtingmo is very stretched.

However, Chang Cong didn't plan to say anything because of this, which she was willing to do.

The atmosphere is relatively speaking, although not so pleasant, but also said in the past, because xiaoconghua has not stopped talking, nagging.

Naturally, most of the conversation with her is often porridge, Feng Ting Mo just nodded or said "um", listening to the often porridge rolling eyes.

This man is really sparing his words.

Until the little guy said that she was going to sleep with sister porridge tonight. Looking at the little guy's bright eyes, Chang porridge instinctively felt that something was wrong.

But without waiting for her to make any response, the next sentence came out. The content was often like spitting blood.

"Baba, sleep with us, too!"

Xiao Conghua holds Feng Tingmo's big palm in one hand and Chang Cong's sleeve in the other. She looks left and right, and her face is full of happiness.

It's so wonderful. I can sleep with my father and sister!

In xiaoconghua's heart, this is her favorite state.

Although other children can sleep with their mother, but she did not see her mother, although xiaoconghua did not say anything, but her heart is lost.

There is no child who doesn't want the love from his mother. After all, even if Feng Tingmo is omnipotent, father's love and mother's love can't be equal.

But now is not the same, she now has a super favorite porridge sister.

It can be said that to a large extent, xiaoconghua's excessive dependence on changcong is due to her lack of maternal love.

Although she can't explain why she likes congee so much, sometimes the fetters from blood relationship are magical things that can unconsciously pull into their relationship.

This is the reason why they are so close to each other that they can't explain all the time.

So for xiaoconghua, she will not feel that there is any problem with this kind of collocation, and her face is full of undisguised joy.

It's her favorite way to sleep together.

"No!"

Often porridge directly called out, if it is not for the shallot flower lying on her legs to limit the action of often porridge, she is afraid to jump up directly.

Although the action did not follow, but did not disturb her, the proposal of small scallion strongly refused!

I'm kidding. The previous two times were totally accidents. She couldn't refuse to sleep with them. Now she doesn't want the same thing to happen again.

Originally, she promised to sleep with the little guy, but there was not much rejection in her heart. After all, the little guy was still holding Xiangxiang soft, which might be more helpful for her to sleep.

She also loves xiaoconghua, so she won't refuse xiaoconghua's request, which is the final reason why she will stay in xiaoconghua's room so late tonight.

But that doesn't mean she can accept sleeping in the same room with that man again.

See often porridge reaction so intense, Feng Ting Mo is relatively calm many, even can say is no reaction.

Light looked at almost jump up often porridge, the corner of the mouth up, let a person guess his idea.

After seeing the man's expression, Chang Cong suddenly became more hairy. She always felt that the man's breath was more dangerous. She was sure that her intuition was not wrong. The man couldn't figure out what he was thinking!

"Why not? Xiaoconghua wants to sleep with Baba and congee sister. "

First of all, xiaoconghua said that she didn't agree. When she heard sister conghou's refusal of her proposal, the little guy was in a hurry. His face was wrinkled and obviously in a bad mood.

Fingers wreathed Chang Cong's sleeve and swayed back and forth.

Small head on the potential buried in the stomach of porridge, rub a rub, flattering means very obvious.