Meng Xinran spit out her tongue. In fact, she was lying. Last night, he was very gentle, careful, and did not hurt her at all. Instead, it was very comfortable, but she was really powerless. Then she continued.
Can't get out of bed
She bit the fritter with a smile and chewed it in her mouth: "It's delicious, will this be made by yourself?"
"Otherwise?" Ling Yan handed her soy milk, watching her eat fast and anxious, and patted her back uneasily: "Slowly eat, be careful"
"But how can you do this? The fritters and soy milk are eaten by ordinary people. I think you are disdainful of these foods with golden spoons."
Ling Yan's pupils were dull, the fist was clenched, and suddenly loosened: "I have stayed in the UK before, and I can’t get used to breakfast there at that time. I learned to do it myself."
Meng Xinran sucked the soy milk, nodded, but did not find his abnormalities
Ling Yan held her and grabbed her hand and crickets her chin: "If you like it, I will do it for you every day" in the future. "
The touch of the fingertips is hard, some assassin ...
Meng Xinran's heart jump, this man is so gentle to the extreme. She looked at him and felt that the air was sweet.
Outside the door, the childish child sounded, Xiao Mo walked to the end of the corridor wearing a pajama, pushed open the hidden door, blinked his eyes, motionless
Meng Xinran's scalp was numb, and he tightened the quilt to block his body that he didn't hold his body. He was really dead. He was seen by his son.
Ling Yan looked at Xiaomo calmly
The air seems to be frozen together, and the atmosphere is quite weird
Xiao Mo smiled lightly: "Mommy, did you sleep with Daddy yesterday?"
Meng Xinran gritted his teeth, and he had no place to be self -contained under his son's keen vision, stinky boy, do you want to be so sharp, how can your mummy live!
Looking at her embarrassing look, Xiao Mo was happy in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be wronged, poured his mouth, and sucked his nose: "Mommy was not there, Xiao Mo was afraid of fear"
Ling Yan's handsome face sinks, refers to the creake of the joint
Xiao Mo leaned his lips and was afraid of his heart. Daddy's face was so smelly.
Ling Yan helplessly support the amount, this big one is not a fuel -saving lamp. I really don’t know what to do if they should take them.
He put on his trousers, picked up Xiaomo's collar, and carried it on his shoulders sharply: "Stink boy, don't quarrel your mother, brush your teeth and wash your face first, and take you to school after eating breakfast."
Meng Xinran had a long breath, and the two hadn't gone far. The tender voice faintly passed over.
"Daddy, is it very hi skiny last night?"
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She raked her hair and felt like she was about to explode
Meng Xinran was cleaned up and was neatly worn. He smiled at the mirror, and then pulled up the door. Coincidentally, Meng Yuyi, who was preparing to go out, hit a photo.
Meng Yuyi pushed two big dark circles and cough: "Sister, pay attention at night, we all sleep"
What is paying attention ?!
Meng Xinran suddenly fired three feet, God, why can everyone make fun of her?
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One morning, Meng Xinran leaned lazily on the chair. Near 12 o'clock, everyone went out for lunch. She sorted it out and fell behind.