Chapter 668

A little guy is holding with xiaopang at the same table. After a glimpse of the situation here, he pushes away the people in front of him, and then runs over with his mouth pursing:

"Jiang listens!"

While roaring, but also with their own small butt to open the big class of Zhao Xiaopeng, from the grand into his mother's arms.

Don't underestimate children's possessiveness, it's doubled.

Jiang couldn't laugh or cry, but he gently pulled his son out of his arms:

"Ning Ning, don't be so rude!"

The little guy pursed and didn't answer.

Hearing Xu's smile, Jiang looked at Zhao Xiaopeng again:

"Xiaopeng, shall we go there?"

Obviously, the two men should have a chat for a while and stay here. It's so attractive that they might as well change places.

The two children had no problem:

"OK."

Jiang Tingxu dragged the tent distributed by the school and found a higher place:

"here it is."

Well, set up camp.

"Jiang listen to Xu, rather rather busy with you!"

"Good!"

"Auntie, Xiao Peng also helps."

"Thank you, Xiao Peng."

A little man who had drunk a bellyful of vinegar hummed and hawed a few times, and finally stopped his voice with Jiang's permission in his eyes.

It's not difficult to set up a tent!

However, many parents who have been here for a while are still working on it.

Usually do not start, this meeting is all revealed, the number is still quite a lot.

There are nearly a hundred children in the school. At this time, about two-thirds of the parents' tents are still being built. Some of them are doing well here, and there is a wail.

On the contrary, it was the last to arrive, and it was made very strong even after several times.

One side of the two children are about to look silly:

"that's good?"

Listening to his son's query, Jiang chuckled at Xu Pu:

"try it."

The little guy got into the tent and rolled around:

"well, good!" Comments.

Zhao Xiaopeng shot the palm directly to the force:

, "aunt is awesome. It's amazing. My dad hasn't done it yet."

Finally, he specially belittled fan's own father!

Over there, the two big men had a similar conversation. Zhao Kui came forward:

"please take care of my little Peng, Xiao Peng, goodbye to my uncle and aunt."

"Goodbye, Auntie and uncle."

Zhao Kui also said again:

"Mo Shao, little madam, I have to go and make a tent. I'll see you later."

"See you later."

...

when Zhao's father and son left, Mo Boyuan's eyes swept around him. When he saw that he had put up a new tent, the name of his son still hung on it:

"wife, did you make it?"

Instead of Jiang listening to Xu's reply, a little guy had already answered directly for his mother:

"Dad, Jiang listened to Mrs. Xu very much, and in that way, he finished the tent with a Shua!"

"Well, your mother is very good indeed!"

Not stingy praise.

My wife doesn't praise herself, but who is waiting for it?

Lao Wang next door?

Mo Boyuan picked up the luggage on the ground:

"I'll make the bed."

The man volunteered, and Jiang could hardly stop anything. He took his son's little hand and sat aside.

Mo Boyuan's speed is still very fast, a few times to make the bed, this point of view, more reliable than other fathers.

After the shop is finished, the man waves to the mother and son:

"come in and sit down."

Then from the bag to find a usual small fan used in the play, with clips fixed on the top of the tent blowing.

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