Chapter 792

Liang Xiaoyi is still a little nervous.

Looking at his mother holding the mobile phone, to take a picture of himself, he immediately stood straight, his white face tensed tightly, the corners of his mouth gently raised, but this smile, how to see how rigid.

Liang qiange poked his head out of the camera and said, "you can do it just like you usually do. You don't have to stand up."

Liang Xiaoyi didn't agree, just looked at the camera of the mobile phone with burning eyes, and then suddenly called out, "wait a minute!"

The next second, the little guy ran into the bathroom. When he came out again, Liang qiange saw him wipe water on his head.

The child's original fluffy short hair was smoothed by himself, even the small hair on his head was flattened. It looked like a set of water.

Liang qiange wants to laugh: "really don't need to be like this, you look like taking a certificate."

Liang Xiaoyi ignored his mother. He straightened his chest, put his hands to the edge of his trousers, looked solemnly at the camera, pursed his lips and said, "OK, OK."

Bo Xiushen chuckled beside him.

Liang qiange pressed the photo and then turned to show it to his son.

Liang Xiaoyi finally relaxed. He ran to his mother and looked at the picture.

At a glance, people are stupid.

"Why are you so fat?"

Liang qiange looked at his son with tears and laughter: "you are like this."

Liang Xiaoyi disagrees: "impossible! It is not true. There's something wrong with this cell phone, Dad. Use your cell phone

Bo Xiushen sat on the sofa and handed his mobile phone to him.

Liang Xiaoyi stood back again, still in the same attitude as before, solemnly as if participating in the flag raising ceremony.

Liang qiange took another picture for him.

Liang Xiaoyi is going to collapse.

"What can I do? Dad's cell phone is broken too!"

It's not like the cell phone is broken, baby.

Liang qiange almost died of laughter.

In fact, children are fat and cute. Liang Xiaoyi in the camera has white skin, round face and a pair of big eyes. If the expression is not so serious, it will be more lovely.

Liang qiange wants to touch his son's hair and comfort him. When he reaches the water, he can only withdraw his hand and say, "it's good, but it's better to be natural. You'd better take a picture with your mother."

Liang Xiaoyi is a little depressed. He looks in the mirror that he is not so fat, but his mobile phone is much fatter. Either the mobile phone is fat or the mobile phone is broken. There is no third explanation.

"Or, mother, the next beauty?" Liang qiange said, it is really under a beautiful camera.

Beauty camera can repair anything, Liang qiange after a while, to his son to see.

Liang Xiaoyi saw the "stranger" in the mobile phone, and the dead fish looked at his mother.

Liang qiange didn't fix the picture, and he was not good at practice. His level was only like this.

"I'll do it myself!" Liang Xiaoyi found that she could only help herself. She took her mother's mobile phone and took out her father's laptop for office. Then she took off the PS and dressed herself to make herself not so fat. She adjusted the lens direction, and after a few minutes, she was finally satisfied.

"It's ready." He gave his cell phone back to his mother.

Liang qiange felt that this photo was very different from what she wanted to send. So she sat down on the sofa and asked Bo Xiushen to spread out her hand. She put her hand on her hand. When Bo Xiushen wanted to close her fingers and hold her, she patted him and said, "don't move."

Thin repair sink can only handle and let go, honest spread.

Bo Xiushen's hand is the hand of Liang qiange, and the hand of Liang qiange is the hand of Liang Xiaoyi.

After shooting with three hands of different sizes, she added a "safe in and out" filter effect with her beautiful camera and began to edit her microblog.

Liang Xiaoyi seems to have forgotten that his father made his mother's stomach bigger. He was nervous because he was about to make it public. Once nervous, he sat in his father's arms and asked his father to hold him.

Thin Xiushen hugged him with one hand, took a tissue with the other hand, and slowly wiped the water on his hair.

The water almost flowed into Liang Xiaoyi's neck. I don't know how much he wiped.

Liang qiange turned off his mobile phone after sending out his microblog.

Liang Xiaoyi's eyes widened: "no, don't you read the comments?"

Liang qiange a stagnation, and turn on the mobile phone, click into the micro blog.

More than 900 people have commented on it, and more than 500 people have forwarded it.

Liang qiange opens the comments.

Ah, ah, GEFA microblog.

I'm not a sofa. Tell me if I'm a sofa.

- sofa.

Most stars' microblogs can be commented on at the first time, not by reading the content, but by rushing to comment when they see the prompt. Liang qiange is no longer surprised by this.

It took almost three seconds for the comment to be substantive.

Liang Xiaoyi couldn't see clearly, so she simply took her mother's mobile phone and looked at it by herself.Ten seconds ago the micro blog, a refresh, comments, forwarding a thousand one.

Liang Xiao translated the full text.

Liang qiange V: after hesitating for a long time, I decided to tell you that figure 1 is my son. Yes, my son was conceived six years ago and born five years ago. Figure 2 shows us now. We are very well now.

Since it's a public microblog, Liang qiange is really just a public relationship. She thinks it's enough to be so open. After all, it's just a few words.

Liang Xiaoyi looks at the comment nervously.

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All comments are basically question marks.

Liang Xiaoyi couldn't understand. He scratched his head and continued to turn.

At last, there is the text.

Damn, it's too much information. Five years ago? You had a baby five years ago? How old were you five years ago?

What do you mean, my pink love bean got married and had children five years ago? I thought I powdered my daughter, but actually I powdered my wife?

I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I'm stupid!

Is this child the son of Mr. Bo in the past? What do you mean, this child was born to you and Mr. Bo?

My God, when I open my eyes, the world changes.

I know why the child is standing so straight?

-- I was scared to death. I was reminded by the above to look at the photo carefully. It was really too straight. Why did he stand in military posture?

Ha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

He's still shining on his head, isn't he hitting mousse?

What is moss in ancient times? That's the styling water! Please call it styling water!

No, no, no, who can sort it out for me? What is it? Liang qiange and Bo Xiuchen got married five years ago? Even my son has, I'm numb, there's no online information at all. When I went to "love diary", didn't I just start falling in love?

-- sisters, marriage is real marriage. Look at the three hands in the second picture. The bottom should be Bo Zong's, the middle should be qiange's, the top should be children's, and the middle and bottom hands have the same ring! Still wearing the ring finger!