The little milk bag is also very good at being a man. Every time we meet, we will bring gifts to our family, "madam, this is for you." What he handed to the sand weaving star was a very small painting. It was a cartoon. It should be based on the sand weaving star. The painting of a four-year-old child was not complicated, but it was very cute“ Grandma likes it very much. " The sand weaving star smiled, rubbed his head, and directly asked someone to give him a crystal ball just given to her as a toy, "this is from Grandma. You can play as you want." It also comes with a car key. The car that Luo Xichen just bought is very cool. It's a limited edition. It's special to drive out“ This is from your grandfather. Let daddy teach you when you want to learn the car. If you don't want to learn, let daddy carry you to and from school. " She said it as if she had just given a toy model instead of a genuine limited edition car“ Madam and grandpa are very kind! " The little milk bag slapped shazhixing's face and thumbed up at her, "as good as my daddy and Mommy!" The sand weaving star smiled and kissed him back, "you are daddy's child!" In fact, what she meant by this was that although the little milk bag was adopted, it is now regarded as the son of Loeb. Who knows, the little milk bag followed her words and said, "yes, I'm daddy's child!" What he said was a hint. However, no one understood it in this context. The little milk bag didn't care. He talked about this and that with the sand weaving star. As soon as he came to her, the steamed stuffed bun mode was turned on again“ Xiao Yi, Grandpa... "Luo enqi was also nearby. He tried to hold him several times, but every time he didn't know whether it was a coincidence, he was avoided by the sand weaving star. Lornky stood stiffly by, his face a little embarrassed“ By the way, Chi Xia has come here. Just stay here for a while! Or move back! " Shazhi Xing didn't look at him either. He turned his head and chatted with Fang Chi Xia next to him“ OK. " Fang Chi Xia readily agreed. When she came this time, she had brought the children's schoolbag and clothes with a small milk bag to prevent the sand weaving star from saying this“ I'll put my things in the room first. " Fang Chi Xia dragged the children's suitcase and was just about to go upstairs. A servant took the initiative to pick up the things in her hand, "young lady, I'd better take them up!"“ Thank you! " Fang Chixia handed her the luggage. The man dragged his suitcase upstairs. Xiao Yi's suitcase was sorted out by Fang Chi Xia and brought some clothes. When she left Luo's house, she left in a bit of a hurry, and the zipper of her suitcase didn't close completely. When the servant takes the suitcase upstairs, he drags it up, rotating the stairs step by step. When dragging, the suitcase will bump several times with the dragging action. When I came to the corner, a white folded paper shook out of the suitcase. The servant didn't notice and was still walking upstairs. Fang Chi Xia is downstairs with the sand weaving star. After sitting for a while, she stood up again for fear that Xiaoyi didn't like the room arranged by the servant for xiaonaibao“ Mom, I'll go upstairs and tidy up Xiao Yi's room. "“ Just leave the servant in charge. "“ It doesn't matter. I know more about Xiao Yi's preferences. " Leaving a word, Fang Chi Xia turned and went upstairs. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.