Bo Yiyue has amulet, and is not afraid of him. His arms climb up his neck. "Shaomian, anyway, I am on regular leave now. I am hurting me when I run red light. You can weigh it yourself."
Shaomian sneered, "Bo Yiyue, you really don't remember, how did I treat you just now? It can be done again. "
…… Wang Badan, thin also month heart palpitation knead sour cheeks, a fierce stare at the man on the body, "I am shaomian's wife, satisfied?"
Shaomian is too effective in fighting. He who knows the affairs is a Junjie!
"Not satisfied, the heart of answer is not willing to do not want, I am not happy."
"Then you always treat my son like this, I am even more unhappy, have you ever cared?" The woman said, wrongly left the mouth, a pair of Ran want to cry.
Seeing her like this, shaomian surrendered decisively and coaxed her gently. "How can I not care about my wife's idea, Kang Kang is our son, how can I not love him, you think more."
The boy will be able to protect the little woman and his future sister with him later. He must be coaxed.
"Hum, it's almost the same." When shaomian had a good attitude towards Kang Kang one day, she was happy, maybe she told him that Mianmian was his daughter.
The man on her body was almost breathless, and Bo pushed him.
Shaomian then reluctantly turned down, and then continued to hold her in her arms.
After a look at the time, it was more than two o'clock in the middle of the night. Shaomian tucked in the corner of the two people, and printed a kiss on her forehead, "sleep, wife."
"Well, OK." Thin yawned and closed his eyes.
On the day of the younger year, Bo ended his work early in the evening, and then he joined shaomian, and returned to his old house with Kangkang and Mianmian children.
Sitting in shaomian's car, he was wearing a hat, sitting in the back of the car without saying a word and Kang Kang stared at him.
The passenger on the thin also month looks at the man who concentrates on driving, deliberately amuses, "shaomian, with the continuous, parents will not say anything?"
Shaomian looked at the little girl with her head down in the back of the car from the rear view mirror. He had seen her several times, but every time he saw her, she was wearing a mask or lowering her head.
Shaomian even did not know what she looked like. It was his initiative to take her to the old house this evening. It was not good to throw a child in the villa in the new year.
"I'll explain that over there, my parents."
Bo Yiyue wondered, "how do you explain it?"
His wife and other men have children, head of Hulunbuir prairie shaomian, how to explain?
Shaomian thought about it, and said, "it is you and my children that are mianmianmian."
Well, it's quite straightforward. Bo Yiyue is very satisfied with shaomian's practice.
Seeing the little woman who seems happy, shaomian is in a good mood. Mianmian is very clever, is a bit introverted, may be because of the family reasons!
Shaomian did not know how far his thoughts and cognitive mistakes were, but it was not too long before he saw each other.
Then Bo Yiyue mentioned a very important question, "so what should you call it?"
This problem is very realistic. Shaomian drives a car, and then, just be happy in Bo Yi Yue, "you and Kang Kang said
He's free as long as she and Kang Kang want.
"Daddy, can you call your father like me?" Shaojiakang, seeing the situation is progressing well, immediately excitedly comes to ask shaomian.
This problem, except Shao Mian, the other three people in the car are holding their breath. Especially, she wanted to call shaomian a father, for a long time.
And Bo Yiyue thought that as long as shaomian agreed with Kang Kang's request, she would give shaomian a surprise.
The long eyes with low head, the beads Gulu turned around, and looked at shaojiakang with his head crooked. "Brother, no, it will bring trouble to Dad."
The little girl's sensible let shaomian's heart soft, "nothing is continuous, and later, like my brother called my father."
Shaomian short sentence, let the other three people in the car are very excited.
Bo Yiyue just slapped shaomian on his face. Shaojiakang took shaomian's shoulder, so he made an old appearance. "Shaomian did a good job this time!"
Shaomian, who drives the car, suddenly becomes a hot cake, but it is really good.
Shaojiakang in the back inspired constantly stir his fingers of the sister, "Mianmian, call dad."
"Is that really OK? Brother. " Is that really OK? Mianmian feels very excited, and finally can be called shaomian father. Although there are still some misunderstandings, but can call dad, is to pull the relationship between the two people to the nearest.
"Yes, Dad can't have a daughter you are so lovely!" When saying this, shaojiakang is very heart-catching, and indeed, her daughter is the little lover of his father's last life.
Even in shaomian's cognition, Mianmian is not his own daughter, shaomian can still like Mianmian so much, father and daughter nature ah!
Thin Mianmian nodded, a small voice called, "Dad."Shao Mian mouth raised, do not know why, mianmianming is Bo Yiyue and other men's daughter. At the moment, this little girl who has nothing to do with herself calls her father, and he is also happy.
"Well, dear."
Mianmian called his father, who was Shao Mian's daughter. He treated 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 looked at his son and daughter-in-law who were making dumplings. He thought of a family of four that he would see later. His face turned into a flower.
"Mom, what's the matter, so happy." Shao Wenchuan pinched a dumpling and asked the old lady curiously.
Han Minqing 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 expressions.
Rolling dumpling skin Yang Ziqin curiously looked at Han min, "Mom, what is the good news, you don't sell the matter."
"Here's a picture for you." Han min put the photo in front of two people, which was already ready in the mobile phone.
The couple got together and carefully looked at the little girl who was smiling in the photo. Both of them couldn't help laughing.
"Who's little girl? She's so cute and happy." Yang Ziqin looked a few more eyes, eh, how so familiar?
It's very familiar, like who? Why can't she remember for a moment?
"Yes, why does she look so like when Xiaomian was a child?" Shao Wenchuan's memory is as like as two peas.
After Shao Wenchuan's reminder, Yang Ziqin also remembered, "yes! As like as two peas. "
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