Chapter 717

Bo Yiyue has an amulet and is not afraid of him. She climbs up his neck with her arms. "Shao Mian, I'm on holiday now. Running a red light is killing me. You can weigh it for yourself."

Shao Mian sneered, "Bo Yiyue, you really don't have a long memory. What did I do to you just now? You can do it again. "

... son of a bitch, Bo Yiyue rubbed her sour cheeks and glared at the man. "I'm Shao Mian's wife. Are you satisfied?"

Shao Mian's fighting power is too strong. He who knows current affairs is a hero!

"I'm not satisfied, I'm not willing to answer, I'm not happy."

"I'm even more unhappy that you always treat your son like this. Do you care?" The woman said, wronged curled his mouth, a look of weeping.

Seeing her like this, Shao Mian surrendered decisively and coaxed her gently, "how can I not care what my wife thinks? Kangkang is our son. How can I not love him? You think too much."

If that boy wants to protect this little woman and his future sister with him in the future, he has to coax her well.

"Well, that's about the same." When Shao Mian's attitude towards Kangkang is good, she will tell him that Mianmian is his daughter's business.

The man on the body presses her to almost gasp, thin also month pushed him.

Shao Mian just reluctantly turned over, and then continued to hold her in his arms.

After a look at the time, it was more than two o'clock in the middle of the night. Shao Mian tucked in the quilt corner for them and printed a kiss on her forehead, "sleep, wife."

"Well, good." Bo Yiyue yawned and closed her eyes.

On New Year's day, Bo Yiyue finished her work early in the evening. After meeting Shao Mian, she took Kangkang and Mianmian back to her old house.

Sitting in Shao Mian's car, wearing a hat, sitting in the back of the car and Kangkang's big eyes without saying a word.

Bo Yiyue on the co pilot looked at the man who was concentrating on driving and joked, "Shao Mian, with Mianmian, won't my parents say anything?"

Shao Mian looked at the little girl with her head down in the back seat from the rear view mirror in the car. He had seen Mianmian several times, but every time he saw her, he either wore a mask or lowered her head.

Shao Mian doesn't even know what she looks like. He took the initiative to take her to the old house tonight. It's not good to throw a child in the villa for the Spring Festival.

"I'll explain to my parents."

Bo Yiyue is curious, "how do you explain?"

His wife and other men have children, head Hulunbeier prairie shaomian, how to explain?

Shao Mian thought for a while, light said, "said Mianmian is you and my child."

Well, it's quite straightforward. Bo Yiyue is very satisfied with Shao Mian's practice.

Shao Mian was also in a good mood when he saw the seemingly happy little woman. Mianmian is usually very clever, just a little introverted, maybe because of family reasons!

At this time, Shao Mian didn't know how wrong his thoughts and cognition were, but it wasn't long before he looked at Mianmian with new eyes.

Then Bo Yiyue mentioned a very important question, "so what should Mianmian call you?"

This problem is very realistic. Shao Mian drives a car. Forget it, as long as Bo Yiyue is happy, "tell Kangkang."

As long as she and Kangkang want, he's free.

"Daddy, can Mianmian call you daddy just like me?" Shao Jiakang saw that the situation was progressing well, and immediately he came to ask shaomian excitedly.

Except for Shao Mian, the other three people in the car are holding their breath. Mianmian, in particular, wanted to call Shao Mian a father. She thought about it for a long time.

Bo Yiyue thinks that as long as Shao Mian agrees to Kangkang's request, she will surprise Shao Mian.

Low head of mianmianmian Eye Bead son Gulu Gulu of turn, slant a head to see to Shao Jiakang, "elder brother, need not, can bring trouble to father."

The little girl's sensible let shaomian's heart soften, "it's OK. I'll call my father like my brother in the future."

Shao Mian's short sentence excited the other three people in the car.

Bo Yiyue gave Shao Mian a mouthful on the face. Shao Jiakang patted Shao Mian on the shoulder, pretending to be a veteran, "Shao Mian did a good job this time!"

Shao Mian, who is driving a car, suddenly becomes a sweet cake. However, this kind of feeling is really good.

Shao Jiakang encouraged his sister, who kept stirring her fingers, "Mianmian, call dad quickly."

"Really? Brother Really? Mianmian feels so excited that she can finally call shaomian's father aboveboard. Although there are still some misunderstandings, but can call dad, is to pull the relationship between the two people to the nearest."Yes, my father would like to have a lovely daughter like you!" When he said this, Shao Jiakang was very upset. Sure enough, his daughter was his father's little lover in his last life.

Even in Shao Mian's cognition, Mianmian is not his own daughter. Shao Mian can still like Mianmian so much. It's the nature of father and daughter!

Bo Mianmian nodded and whispered, "Dad."

Shao Mian raises his mouth. He doesn't know why. Mianmian is the daughter of Bo Yiyue and other men. At the moment, the little girl who had nothing to do with herself called her father, and he was also happy.

"Well, good."

Mianmian called his father, Shao Mian's daughter. She would treat Kangkang equally in food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The atmosphere in the car is very harmonious, and so is the old house at the moment.

Han min looks at her son and daughter-in-law who are wrapping dumplings. She thinks of the family of four she will see later. Her face turns into a flower with a smile.

"Mom, what's the matter, so happy." Shao Wenchuan pinches a dumpling and asks the old lady curiously.

Han min cleared his throat and announced what he had discussed with Bo Yiyue.

"Son, daughter-in-law, now mother has a very important thing to tell you." Han min can't wait to see their happy faces.

Rolling the dumpling skin, Yang Ziqin looked at Han min curiously, "Mom, what's the good news, don't sell it."

"Here's a picture for you." Han min put the prepared photos in his mobile phone in front of two people.

The couple got together and looked at the photo of the sunny little girl. They couldn't help laughing.

"Whose little girl is smiling so lovably and happily." Yang Ziqin looked a few more eyes, eh, how so familiar?

It looks familiar. Like who? Why can't she remember for a moment?

"Yes, how did she look like Xiaomian when she was a child?" Shao Wenchuan's memory is as like as two peas.

After Shao Wenchuan's reminder, Yang Ziqin also remembered, "that's it! As like as two peas. "