Xia Zhi looked at their father and son, lay down with Leng Yicheng in his arms, and coaxed his son funny, "Baby, let's sleep, don't talk to him"

"Uh-huh"

Leng Yicheng (body shēn) twisted and twisted and drilled into her arms.

Leng Tian glanced at his son lightly, Lao Tzu will endure you for another day.

She glanced at him with a smile in her eyes, and said softly, "Let's rest."

Leng Tian looked at her, turned to their mother and son, and reached out to pinch his son's ear.

Leng Yicheng turned his head and glared at him, "What are you pinching me for?"

He raised his handsome sword eyebrows, "You saw me pinch you"

Leng Yicheng was stunned, looked at Xia Zhi, and then turned his head to glare at him, "You must be pinching me, so mom (Mimī) won't pinch me"

Xia Zhi is funny, he is so trusted by his son, beautiful, "Baby, he pinched your ears just now"

She looked defiantly at the man opposite.

Really, I went to sleep and made trouble.

"I'm going to pinch you too" Leng Yicheng turned (身shēn) over, his little hand stretched out, Leng Tian hurriedly grabbed his little hand, and hugged the little guy tightly with his long arms (forbidden jìn).

"Don't move, sleep"

He held his face and shouted with a majestic face.

"Hmph" Leng Yicheng also snorted strongly, "You let go of me, you hold me, how can I sleep?"

"I don't want you to hug, I want to hug mom (Mi mī)"

Leng Tianjun's face darkened.

Xia Solstice chuckled.

"A boy who always asks your mother (Mimī) to hold you, and is not afraid of being laughed at" Leng Tian squinted his eyes and stared at the little guy writhing in his arms.

"No one laughs at me, it's obvious that you envy me" Leng Yicheng pouted and replied.

The child's voice of (奶nǎi) sound, with a hint of righteousness, makes people listen to it and endure (forbidden jìn).

"Haha" Xia Zhi's stomach twitched with a smile.

"I use envy you" Leng Tianao (Jiaojiāo) snorted, his eyes swept at the woman who was smiling on the side, he could hug her tonight.

"You don't envy me, why are you holding me" Leng Yicheng snorted.

"Prevent you from moving and kicking me" The cold weather faintly blocked back.

Leng Yicheng glared at him with disdain, and muttered, "It's not that I envy my mom (Mi mī) for hugging."

He's not going to kick around.

He has small arms and feet, and it doesn't hurt to kick people.

Leng Yicheng's tone was very determined.

Xia Zhixiao's hun (身shēn) twitched, and the sick (bed chuáng) all vibrate.

"Sleep"

Leng Tian hugged his son a few more points, smelling the (milk nǎi) incense on the little guy (身shēn), and calming his nerves.

"You didn't drink cow (milk nǎi) today"

The little guy who is angry in his arms on a cold day, his heart (love qíng) is extremely wonderful.

"Yes," Leng Yicheng pouted.

"When, I didn't see it" Leng Tian pinched his nose.

Leng Yicheng rolled his eyes, "Do people drink (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) also have to be seen by you?"

Xia Zhi laughed a few times and rubbed his stomach, "When he got up in the morning, I made him a bottle to drink. ”

Leng Tian raised his eyes and glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of evil, "It's funny"

She quickly restrained herself, not daring to provoke him, "I'll just smile happily"

After that, close your eyes and pretend to be asleep.

"Does a laughing stomach hurt or not"

A low voice, with a demagogy.

Xia Zhi's heart trembled.

The next second, feeling a hand on her stomach, she was stunned, and hurriedly opened her eyes and glared at him.

Leng Tian smiled evilly, "Sleep, I will help you rub it and it won't hurt"

Big hands were placed on her stomach, rubbing them in circles.

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She blushed and glared at him warningly, pulled his hand away, pulled the quilt over and covered herself tightly.

Leng Tian wrapped his long arms, held their mother and son in his arms, and pinched her cervical vertebrae with his big hands.

"Sleep"