Chapter 1397

"Husband, Xiaobei is still a child. He doesn't understand. Don't worry about him." Xiaoyu walked into the screen and saw the intact yebei. She was slightly relieved. Her heart was still hanging high. Her husband was angry and would not spare Xiaobei easily.

It's a pity that she forgot that immortals are not so easy to get sick. Besides, yexuan has no sign of getting sick at all.

Night Xuan mouth raised a few invisible smile, he grabbed Xiaobei, not really want to teach him, but lead light rain in, at this time eyes with a meaningful smile, pick eyebrow way: "I'm very angry tonight, don't punish individual, evil spirit is hard to disappear."

His tone contains the meaning of light rain of course listen to understand, see his eyes still residual dark, heart also bang bang, a little shy to look at a little son, bite the lip way: "then you punish me."

Night Xuan mouth slightly raised, he is waiting for this sentence.

Yebei is the child of him and Xiaoyu. Although he is black and mischievous, he is always against him, but the little guy is still very important in his heart. How can he hurt him.

Xiaoyu as a mother, in her heart, night North row first, he this husband second, energetic little guy horizontal in front of Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu will everything along the little guy, no time to talk to him.

Seeing that it was getting later and later, the little guy was still holding on to the light rain. He had to teach yebei a lesson, lead Xiaoyu to the screen, and drive yebei away in the name of punishment for her son, so that they could get along with each other alone

"Wuwu... Dad, it's me who makes you unhappy. You beat me and scold me. I don't complain. Don't punish my mother. She is a girl. She can't help beating and scolding."

Yebei is pulling yexuan's sleeve and pitifully pleading. His big Obsidian eyes are shining and tearful, as if he had been wronged by heaven.

Night Xuan mouth upward arc gradually deep, beat and scold light rain?

He can't bear to give up. The little guy's words are true, not sharp, but very touching. He knows his son's temperament, but he doesn't care. As a mother and doesn't know his son's dark belly, Xiaoyu is sure to be soft hearted.

Looking up at Xiaoyu, she felt relieved, worried and worried. The next step is to snatch the little guy from his hand and comfort him in her arms. Then, she will teach him how to speak and behave towards the little guy, and things will not be controlled by him. He must start first.

With a wave of yexuan Ruyu's hand, yebei's little body comes out, skilfully passes Xiaoyu's arm and "flies" to the inner room. It falls on the thick carpet and makes a dull sound.

"Xiaobei." Xiaoyu screamed and rushed out.

The night porch flicks its fingers, and the folded pear flower wood lady screen opens automatically, just like a four fold door, blocking the way of light rain and completely isolating the inner room from the bath room.

"Don't worry. I've mastered my strength when I throw people. I'll be fine." Night Xuan walks forward, long arm light embraces small waist that light rain does not win a grip, chin puts on her shoulder, exhale gently.

"You can say it." Xiaoyu stares back at yexuan: "Xiaobei is still a child. If you make a mistake, you can teach him a few words. Why are you so fierce to him?"

"He's our child. He's strict now, just for better starting point in the future."

As soon as yexuan's high sounding reasons come out, Xiaoyu's anger is suppressed. A strict teacher is a good apprentice, and Xiaobei is mischievous. If you want him to make a difference in the future, you must be strict with him. You really can't let him go, just let him be