Xia Zhi was angry and vomited blood from him, and didn't want to continue the topic with him.

Someone continued, "He likes it himself, and it's not all me, I'm just strict." If you're not strict, will he be so good?"

He was not at all sloppy with his son's education.

"Mom (Mi mī), it's all him (forced bī) bī mine" Leng Yicheng deliberately dismantled the stage and faced Leng Tian.

"Leng Yicheng, if you lie again, be careful that I beat you" Leng Tian stiffened his handsome face and reprimanded majestically.

"Mom (Mi mī), Daddy threatens the little ones"

Leng Yicheng threw himself into Xia Zhi's arms, hugged her neck tightly, and the little (body shēn) child trembled.

"Mom (Mi mī) protect you" Xia Zhi glared at him angrily, threatening the child at every turn, and was embarrassed not to admit it.

The cold day has a cold face.

"Haha," Nanbian laughed with tears.

Jingdong funnily bent (body shēn) poured tea, and glanced at the woman opposite, "Do you want tea?"

Sun Ziqi couldn't stop laughing, and suddenly heard Jing Dong talking to her, she turned her head, and the smile on her face couldn't be contained, as if she was smiling at him.

The bright eyes crashed directly into the bottom of his eyes.

Jing Dong's eyes flashed, and he took a teacup and poured her a glass.

"Thank you" Ziqi saw that he poured tea for himself, and said generously.

"I just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and the tea was brewed by Xiao Chengcheng."

Jing Dong said lightly and continued to pour tea for the others.

Ziqi shushed quietly, and she just responded politely, as for so many words

No problem

She picked up the tea soup, blew the (hot) gas, and took a sip to suppress the fire.

Well, the tea of the little bun is good.

"Small to to, the tea brewed by Xiao Chengcheng is really good, sweet and sweet"

Xia Zhi smiled, "Then you drink more, the baby will only make tea today"

She had never seen the little guy make tea before, and she was equally shocked.

"Eh, it looks like I'm blessed today." Ziqi reached out and touched Leng Yicheng's soft hair, "Thank you Xiao Chengcheng for the tea"

"Aunt Ziqi, you're welcome, you give me a gift, I'll make tea for you to drink."

"Haha"

The little guy is cute.

Seeing that Leng Tian picked up the teacup and was about to drink tea, Xia Zhi quickly snatched it over, and reprimanded him with a stiff face.

"You can't drink tea."

Cold

Leng Yicheng smiled hesitantly, and said proudly, "I soaked it, you are not allowed to drink it"

"Your mother (Mi mī) cares about me" Leng Tian snorted, and his hand quickly pinched him.

Leng Yicheng rubbed his little face and blinked aggrievedly.

Xia Zhi saw that his son's face was red, and he was very distressed, so he reached out and pinched Leng Ye, "What are you doing so hard, it's all red, (love) pinching yourself." ”

"Mom (Mi mī) blows you up"

Reprimanded for the cold weather, she bent (body shēn) to blow her son's pinched red face, the little guy was pink and tender, and his skin was easy to red when he touched it.

It looks like it's still (quite tǐng) heavy.

Leng Tianjun's face sank.

Nanbian and Jingdong looked at their family of three with a smile, and it seemed that the status of the boss in the future was in jeopardy.

Ziqi was very warm and happy to see them.

It can be seen that the cold weather is letting them.

"Mom (Mi mī), it still hurts" Leng Yicheng looked up at his little face, and his soft and glutinous voice was particularly soft-hearted.

"Mom (Mi mī) help you knead it."

Xia Zhi was extremely gentle, and his fingers gently rubbed the place where his son was pinched red.

Leng Tian saw that their mother and son were tired of being together again, and coughed, "Leng Yicheng, your Uncle Ji is still waiting for your tea."

"Yes, I forgot Uncle Ji." Leng Yicheng suddenly remembered, and hurriedly climbed down Xia Zhi's knees, made tea and sent it to Ji Yixi.

Xia Zhi smiled in his eyes, stared at his son's small (body shēn) board, and admonished, "Be careful, don't get hot"

"Got it, mom (Mi mī)"