Chapter 1334
The little fried dough sticks reacted. Without saying a word, they ran away. When they ran to the door, they stumbled and almost fell.
Faint laughter came from behind, and I didn't know if it was my illusion.
In the evening, Qiao qingai stays with Wen churan for dinner in the villa.
At this time, the little milk can just woke up. Joe qingai picked up the little milk can and couldn't help pinching his fat cheek.
"Ouch, ouch, it's so cute that I want to have another baby."
Hearing this, Ning Qichen's eyes lit up and immediately came forward and said, "if you want to have a baby, I'll accompany you at any time."
Qiao qingai glared at Ning Qichen angrily.
The little milk can shook his head, trying to shake off Joe's hand on his cheek, and then turned to Wen churan's extended arm "numb... Numb..."
Wen churan took the milk can and smiled at Joe with a sorry smile. "He knows a little."
He's not a stranger, he hates strangers!
The little milk can skimmed its mouth.
Qiao love to dislike his face as like as two peas, and can't help laughing. "He's just like our cookie when he was little, and he hates strangers to touch him, but strangely, he likes you very much."
"By the way, I always only know the milk names of small candy and biscuits, but I still don't know their real names." Wen churan suddenly remembered it.
Qiao qianai replied, "the real name of the little cookie is Ning shaos, and the real name of the little candy is Ning Qingyi."
"Ning shaosi... Ning Qingyi..." Wen churan whispered a few times and nodded his head. "The name sounds good."
Qiao qingai patted his chest. He was very proud, "I took it."
speak of the devil.
A pair of young girls came down from upstairs, just like a beautiful scenery, which made people unable to move their eyes. Qiao qingai waved to them, "come here and eat quickly."
Joe asked, "did you sit at the table after your homework?"
Before Ning shaos could answer, Ning Qingyi answered first, "I've finished writing long ago."
Although it is a dragon and Phoenix fetus, my sister is obviously much more lively than my brother.
Several people talked and laughed at the table, completely unaware of the abnormality of the small fried dough sticks.
He lowered his head and ate silently without even saying a word, but he still felt a hot look scanning himself.
yes! Instead of the usual stare, he scanned back and forth, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Intuition told him that this vision came from Ning shaos, the young master of the Ning family, but he didn't dare to look up to be sure. He just felt that the young master of the Ning family was so strange.
He must hate that he broke his photo frame, but he said he wanted to compensate. He wouldn't let it, even if he didn't let it. Now he's staring at himself so cold.
After dinner, Qiao qianai and Wen churan sat together again to chat. The chat content basically revolved around parenting. Ning Qichen and Sheng Shimo two big men sat aside and couldn't talk, so they had to keep silent.
Joe loves to let small biscuits and candy take small milk cans and small fried dough sticks upstairs to play.
The little milk can was not unhappy, but the little fried dough sticks refused.
"No, I'll sit down here."
Wen churan was a little surprised. This is not the character of a small fried dough stick. He has always been very easy-going.
"What's the matter?" Qiao qingai's sensitive development fried dough sticks were wrong. He asked with concern, "do you think your brother and sister are too young and have no common topic? It's okay. Go up and play. There's a common topic when you play."
Faint laughter came from behind, and I didn't know if it was my illusion.
In the evening, Qiao qingai stays with Wen churan for dinner in the villa.
At this time, the little milk can just woke up. Joe qingai picked up the little milk can and couldn't help pinching his fat cheek.
"Ouch, ouch, it's so cute that I want to have another baby."
Hearing this, Ning Qichen's eyes lit up and immediately came forward and said, "if you want to have a baby, I'll accompany you at any time."
Qiao qingai glared at Ning Qichen angrily.
The little milk can shook his head, trying to shake off Joe's hand on his cheek, and then turned to Wen churan's extended arm "numb... Numb..."
Wen churan took the milk can and smiled at Joe with a sorry smile. "He knows a little."
He's not a stranger, he hates strangers!
The little milk can skimmed its mouth.
Qiao love to dislike his face as like as two peas, and can't help laughing. "He's just like our cookie when he was little, and he hates strangers to touch him, but strangely, he likes you very much."
"By the way, I always only know the milk names of small candy and biscuits, but I still don't know their real names." Wen churan suddenly remembered it.
Qiao qianai replied, "the real name of the little cookie is Ning shaos, and the real name of the little candy is Ning Qingyi."
"Ning shaosi... Ning Qingyi..." Wen churan whispered a few times and nodded his head. "The name sounds good."
Qiao qingai patted his chest. He was very proud, "I took it."
speak of the devil.
A pair of young girls came down from upstairs, just like a beautiful scenery, which made people unable to move their eyes. Qiao qingai waved to them, "come here and eat quickly."
Joe asked, "did you sit at the table after your homework?"
Before Ning shaos could answer, Ning Qingyi answered first, "I've finished writing long ago."
Although it is a dragon and Phoenix fetus, my sister is obviously much more lively than my brother.
Several people talked and laughed at the table, completely unaware of the abnormality of the small fried dough sticks.
He lowered his head and ate silently without even saying a word, but he still felt a hot look scanning himself.
yes! Instead of the usual stare, he scanned back and forth, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Intuition told him that this vision came from Ning shaos, the young master of the Ning family, but he didn't dare to look up to be sure. He just felt that the young master of the Ning family was so strange.
He must hate that he broke his photo frame, but he said he wanted to compensate. He wouldn't let it, even if he didn't let it. Now he's staring at himself so cold.
After dinner, Qiao qianai and Wen churan sat together again to chat. The chat content basically revolved around parenting. Ning Qichen and Sheng Shimo two big men sat aside and couldn't talk, so they had to keep silent.
Joe loves to let small biscuits and candy take small milk cans and small fried dough sticks upstairs to play.
The little milk can was not unhappy, but the little fried dough sticks refused.
"No, I'll sit down here."
Wen churan was a little surprised. This is not the character of a small fried dough stick. He has always been very easy-going.
"What's the matter?" Qiao qingai's sensitive development fried dough sticks were wrong. He asked with concern, "do you think your brother and sister are too young and have no common topic? It's okay. Go up and play. There's a common topic when you play."