Chapter 392

Sheng hanxuan didn't work overtime and returned home during normal off hours.

Today, Xiang took turns to be a guest at home. Lin manyue called several times to urge him.

Or straight face into the house, when you see the sofa, more tangled with the round, Sheng Han Xuan expression with relaxed.

"Xuan'er, you're back. I've got a good relationship with the car wheel. I've said a lot of things. I'm more talkative than you."

The expression of Xiang Yilun is about to cry.

Lin manyue said to Xiang Yilun: "grandma, Xiang Yilun is older than Han Xuan, so don't call him a car wheel."

"Don't you like small wheels? What about the wind and fire wheel? "

Xiang Yilun

"Fenghuolun doesn't like it. What about tricycles?"

"..." Xiang Yilun said feebly, "just a small wheel."

"Look! I said, "nice little wheel, kind and lovely!" The old lady pursed at Lin manyue.

Lin Man Yue sighs helplessly and blows bangs.

There is only so much she can help. Xiang Yilun admits it. Let's call it

Sheng Baobao just finished eating milk, Lin manyue subconsciously ready to give Sheng Baobao back from work Sheng big brother holding.

Think of two or three things between big brother and grandma, give Sheng baby to Song Zi.

Don't tear it down. The big guy is going to be the winner.

All the ingredients for dinner are ready for cooking.

Today, when Lin manyue was cooking, she heard the kitchen door open and said, "grandma, you can go out. I can do it alone."

The waist is held and the back is against the solid chest.

Lin manyue smiles on her lips. It's a big man.

The sleeves of high-grade customized suits are so close to the pot that the oil splashed out will destroy the sleeves.

Taking time out and patting his hand, Lin manyue said, "go out. It's very oily here."

He put his head on her shoulder. "You're not there, too."

"I'm a woman. It's OK to be in the kitchen, and I'm wearing a housecoat. It doesn't matter if I spill oil. It's a pity that you are splashed with oil. "

"It doesn't matter. If you lose it, you lose it."

All right, whatever he likes.

With her head resting on her shoulder, there is no pressure to turn the dishes. It's a bit difficult to load the dishes.

Lin manyue said, "you have a long hand. Help me get a plate out."

Sheng hanxuan's body did not move, just reached out to open the disinfection cupboard, took out a plate and put it on the side of the pot.

Once again, he reached out and closed the door of the disinfecting cupboard.

Hands, again holding her waist.

The kitchen door is glass. You can see the situation in the living room. It's very clear.

The old lady narrowed her eyes with a smile. "I sprinkle dog food once a day. It makes me want to find another wife."

Song Zi

Xiang Yilun laughs awkwardly and listens to all kinds of words. It's not absurd to find a wife.

With the help of Sheng hanxuan's long hand, Lin manyue quickly finished a table of dishes and put them on the table again.

Steamed in the pot of brain flower, also placed on the table.

Xiang Yilun is a guest, so the old lady changed the position of naohua and put it in front of Xiang Yilun.

When I grew up abroad, my eating habits are very different.

Under the old lady's warm recommendation, Xiang Yilun didn't breathe with his nose, just as he couldn't smell the medicine, so he tried a few mouthfuls.

I didn't taste anything, but I passed my throat and covered it with other dishes.

After dinner, Xiang Yilun can go.

Well combed hair, a bit messy, people have no spirit.

The old lady had to go out to see him off. He ran away.

Lin Man Yue couldn't smile. Such a meeting would make Xiang Yi Lun unforgettable.

After Xiang Yilun left, more than an hour later, Liang Chuan called.

"You're not going to lynch Xiang Yi, are you? When he came, he fell into bed and didn't even take a bath

"There's no lynching. My grandmother is too enthusiastic. Xiang Yilun didn't get used to it for a while."

"Is that really all?""Otherwise, you take off his clothes and check whether he has been punished."

"Believe you, three little grandmother, I have not seen."

"Xiang Yilun may be a little hurt in his heart. Please comfort him."

Sheng hanxuan came in and Lin manyue hung up.

Close the bedroom door and start undressing.

"Get me underwear. I'll take a bath."

"It's in the closet..."

Before he finished, Lin manyue was silenced by his eyes.

It's very clear where clothes are hanging in the closet and where underwear is placed.

The cloakroom, which was specially vacated, only contained some unusual clothes, expensive dresses and suits.

The wardrobe in the bedroom is very clean.

If he wants her to look, she'll look.

He is a big man.

He's in the bathroom. He's in the bathtub.

To be exact, sitting in the bathtub, the water is not full.

Lin Man Yue looked at his body, hung what he wanted on the shelf, turned around and left.

He said, "rub my back."

"Oh."

Come back and squat by the bathtub.

She's in her pajamas. She's washed.

In the pajamas, it's empty, no underwear.

Usually after taking a bath, they don't wear it.

Sheng hanxuan's vision, swept one eye from her chest.

Then he asked, "will you still grow?"

"What?"

Eyes set in her chest, Lin Man Yue just said: "should not, I have passed the age of long body."

"Do you like the big one?"

Lin Man Yue looked down at her. She didn't think she was small or big.

After Sheng Baobao was born, she was a little older.

"No, I only like yours."

"Tut, you can say it."

Sheng hanxuan stretched out her hand, picked her up directly and went into the bathtub together.

The bath was for nothing. I knew I would have taken it with him.

At breakfast the next morning, the old lady put Sheng hanxuan's paternity test on hand.

"You didn't get it, I got it."

Sheng hanxuan pushed, ten centimeters away from his hand, as if resisting to see.

Boss, do you want to continue?

"Don't you dare to look? I'll help you see. I'll put on my glasses first

The old lady has a lot of momentum.

She wants to teach her grandson a lesson. She is indifferent to outsiders, even to her own son. It's time to fight!

When you hear that the child is his own son, after so many days of rejection and resistance, you have to regret it.

In the document, all the words in the previous paragraph were read out, and the final parent-child relationship was zero percent?

Song Zi's spoon fell into the bowl and splashed out the shredded chicken porridge.

The old lady pasted her whole face on the document, trying to show her those lines.

Lin manyue: "this stem is going to be broken