The goods puffed, opened a toothless mouth, and looked at his father with contempt.

Arbor around his husband back and forth to shake a circle, reach for his son, several times was Joe's lotus to avoid.

"What are you doing?" Joe Joe gave his husband a groaning look.

Mo Lian held her son and patted him twice. "I'll wait for a while. I think he's going to stink. When he's finished, wash him for him and give it to you. "

"All right." Small facial paralysis quickly retracted his small hand and nodded solemnly, "don't throw smelly cloth around this time. If you throw it on the father's face, how embarrassed you are."

Mo Lian:

Don't mention that the ink lotus has waited on his son for several times, and all of them have worked out a set of experience process.

As long as you pay attention to your son's face, you can estimate that the little guy is about to come

"How do you know he's going to pull." "Small face paralysis one face curiously looks at the husband that fiddles with clean diaper," husband, you skill is many. "

Try changing baby's diapers six or seven times a day. Don't be skilled. Prince Mo turns his eyes.

"Joe Joe, when I'm away in the daytime, don't you want to pull all this stuff?"

The tree shakes its small head. "There's not much urine, let alone stink."

Suddenly, she said in a voice, as if she had found a new land. She said excitedly, "husband! Did you find that the child hit you and pulled it out? "

Mo Lian:

When he heard this, he almost died of laughter. He quickly cut in and joked, "yes, I see that Mo Lian has a face that Mo Baobao wants to pull."

Mo Lian doesn't want to say a word to this rotten peach blossom!

"My husband, it's hard for you." He sighed, opened a pair of eyes, looked at the ink lotus sympathetically, "there is no way, the little group wants to pull the stink when they see you. You'll have to come back on time if you're busy. "

My daughter-in-law, if you don't have a smile of schadenfreude in your eyes, it will show that you speak in a sincere way!

"Husband, don't panic. It will be better for the little league to grow up later."

"I can only work hard for you recently."

Mo Lian nods in tears and smiles, and says "not hard" to her daughter-in-law.

Chen chuckled, dragged a stool and sat down beside Mo Lian. "Come on, let me have a look. My little league looks like Joe. "

Mo Lian:

This man's ability to open his eyes and tell lies is really poor.

There is nothing to see in a wrinkled face.

For example, what we can see now is the deep and beautiful Phoenix eyes of little Tuanzi. It's not like his father.

Key daughter-in-law this person, she is not a modest person.

As soon as someone said that she looked like her, she immediately nodded with approval, with an expression of "you are very discerning", and looked at the man repeatedly praised, "you are right. The little league looks like me. It must be very beautiful in the future. "

Mo Lian glanced at Chen and saw that the goods were drawing their lips in secret.

"Clang." The door of the temple made a lot of noise.

Guangguang man ran in breathlessly. When he saw the tree, he howled like a relative he hadn't seen in 800 years.

"Aunt Qiao! Wuwu, Wuwu Little monk and I were beaten today! "

The tree was stunned and looked back to see the little monk and the little monkey walking in.