Qin Siman sat in the middle of the table, his eyes swept quickly on the three things, then put his two chubby little hands on the table, and quickly crawled towards Qin Feng.
While crawling, he shouted, "Dad...Dad...Dad..."
Qin Feng was stunned for about three seconds, picked up Qin Siman, stood up, and kept wandering around the room.
"Haha, Siman, you are really worthy of being the son of this king!"
Qin Feng's words woke up the stunned Xiaoman, making her understand the highest level of flattery
Qin Siman, this kid, didn't choose anything, and he was going to his father.
It shows that in his heart, his dad is the most important thing!
To be honest, adults may not have this mind
It’s a myth to be less than this year...
"Xiaoman, when will I give you one more?" Qin Feng turned around and said to Xiaoman.
Before Xiaoman could refuse, Qin Siman in Qin Feng's arms began to cry and make noise, fist and kick
"Don't you like your younger brother and sister? OK, don't you?" Qin Feng hurriedly comforted his precious son
Qin Siman was obviously dissatisfied with Qin Feng's answer, two tears were hanging on his face, and his eyes were full of sadness.
"Be good, son, stop making trouble, father takes you to swing on the swing." After saying that, Qin Feng hugged Qin Siman, walked out of the study without looking back, and pulled Xiaoman there alone.
Looking at the empty room, Xiaoman understood one thing. If she did not prove her wisdom, in Qin Feng's heart, she would always be a so-called so-called
When she is old and loses her lust, she may not even have the soy sauce, but it's just her child's mother.