Chapter 1275
Children's world is so simple, what they want is often very simple.
At the thought that mummy will be with him in the next few days, moyichen is not too happy. He even thinks that it's worth it to be treated like this if he is injured!
Think again that when I was injured in the special training camp, I survived alone at last. Think about it, I feel so pitiful!
Hum! This daddy, sometimes it's really bad!
It's better for Mommy!
In this way, he could not help but put his mind on his face and nestled in the arms of Yunshi poetry. At the same time, Yu Guang gently plucked out mu Yazhe. It seemed that he was rejecting: "mommy loves me the most!"
Say, don't forget to spit out your tongue in defiance of moyazhe!
Yunshishi can't help but pinch his cheek.
This boy, not long with you you, has also become a clever ghost!
Before, he would never have said such a thing!
Mu Yichen smiles and embraces Yun's poems with satisfaction, leaving mu Yazhe to one side.
He felt that he had been left out.
This boy!
In his heart, muyazhe murmured, but at last, what was revealed from the bottom of his eyes was a rare indulgence and ponder.
The most prosaic happiness, no better than this!
He thought so.
Mu Yichen suddenly thought of something. The pretty handsome eyebrow suddenly picked up a little bit, raised his little face, attached to yunshishi's ear and whispered, "Mommy, when will you give me a sister?"
As soon as she heard this, her face turned red!
She pursed her lips, obviously a little shy. The problem of moyichen really caught her off guard.
Mu Yazhe didn't hear what Mu Yichen said secretly in the ear of yunshishi, but saw her face change, as if she was a little embarrassed.
Yun Shishi pokes Mu Yichen's head and says with a smile, "what are you thinking about all day long?"
"Mommy, are you shy?" Moyichen looked at her, black and white eyes, bright and shining, with mischievous luster.
Yun's poems are even scarlet by this sentence.
Muyazhe glanced at him and couldn't help asking, "what kind of whisper did you just say?"
Mu Yichen didn't open his mouth yet. Yun Shishi said immediately, "don't tell him."
Mu Yazhe's eyes narrowed dangerously, sweeping Yun Shishi and Xiao Yichen.
In fact, moyichen has always wanted a sister. He even fantasized that if he had a lovely sister, he must pet her in his bones, give her a lot of love, and hold her like a little princess in the palm of his hand, happy and happy!
It may have something to do with his character.
Little Yi Chen has been instilled with strict dogma since childhood.
This gave him an extraordinary sense of responsibility at a young age.
He likes to take care of the weak.
Want a sister, or because before in an ice cream shop, he saw a pair of brother and sister, brother is very tall, as high as 1.8 meters, and sister is like a small bean Ding, riding on his brother's shoulder.
She was still so small and unintelligible that her two little hands made a mess on her brother's head without politeness. From time to time, she pinched her little pink fist and beat him on the shoulder; from time to time, she launched an attack and ravaged his hair severely; from time to time, she stretched out her little hand and kneaded his cheek forcefully.
At the thought that mummy will be with him in the next few days, moyichen is not too happy. He even thinks that it's worth it to be treated like this if he is injured!
Think again that when I was injured in the special training camp, I survived alone at last. Think about it, I feel so pitiful!
Hum! This daddy, sometimes it's really bad!
It's better for Mommy!
In this way, he could not help but put his mind on his face and nestled in the arms of Yunshi poetry. At the same time, Yu Guang gently plucked out mu Yazhe. It seemed that he was rejecting: "mommy loves me the most!"
Say, don't forget to spit out your tongue in defiance of moyazhe!
Yunshishi can't help but pinch his cheek.
This boy, not long with you you, has also become a clever ghost!
Before, he would never have said such a thing!
Mu Yichen smiles and embraces Yun's poems with satisfaction, leaving mu Yazhe to one side.
He felt that he had been left out.
This boy!
In his heart, muyazhe murmured, but at last, what was revealed from the bottom of his eyes was a rare indulgence and ponder.
The most prosaic happiness, no better than this!
He thought so.
Mu Yichen suddenly thought of something. The pretty handsome eyebrow suddenly picked up a little bit, raised his little face, attached to yunshishi's ear and whispered, "Mommy, when will you give me a sister?"
As soon as she heard this, her face turned red!
She pursed her lips, obviously a little shy. The problem of moyichen really caught her off guard.
Mu Yazhe didn't hear what Mu Yichen said secretly in the ear of yunshishi, but saw her face change, as if she was a little embarrassed.
Yun Shishi pokes Mu Yichen's head and says with a smile, "what are you thinking about all day long?"
"Mommy, are you shy?" Moyichen looked at her, black and white eyes, bright and shining, with mischievous luster.
Yun's poems are even scarlet by this sentence.
Muyazhe glanced at him and couldn't help asking, "what kind of whisper did you just say?"
Mu Yichen didn't open his mouth yet. Yun Shishi said immediately, "don't tell him."
Mu Yazhe's eyes narrowed dangerously, sweeping Yun Shishi and Xiao Yichen.
In fact, moyichen has always wanted a sister. He even fantasized that if he had a lovely sister, he must pet her in his bones, give her a lot of love, and hold her like a little princess in the palm of his hand, happy and happy!
It may have something to do with his character.
Little Yi Chen has been instilled with strict dogma since childhood.
This gave him an extraordinary sense of responsibility at a young age.
He likes to take care of the weak.
Want a sister, or because before in an ice cream shop, he saw a pair of brother and sister, brother is very tall, as high as 1.8 meters, and sister is like a small bean Ding, riding on his brother's shoulder.
She was still so small and unintelligible that her two little hands made a mess on her brother's head without politeness. From time to time, she pinched her little pink fist and beat him on the shoulder; from time to time, she launched an attack and ravaged his hair severely; from time to time, she stretched out her little hand and kneaded his cheek forcefully.