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4121. Chapter 4121 Baby 2

"The most beautiful little babies can only bloom in the flowers. Other children are not as beautiful as me, so they jumped out of the stone, not from the flowers... Think about it, how dirty those mud boys are...

...They didn't come from the flowers..."

Mr. Luo suddenly remembered the saying: give birth to a baby and get a baby.

I felt unbalanced and began to turn black and white.

"Baby, those kids all come from the tiles, they are dirty, so my dad doesn't like them... Only the little girl will come out of the flowers..."

Fangfei's sweat!

Mr. Luo has always been worried!

This is how to teach children badly.

However, she doesn't care.

She has never been a moral model to maintain tradition - Mr. Luo will do whatever he wants -

When Mr. Luo saw her disapproving eyes, he blinked: "Fangfei... are you not convinced?"

"Where, where! I am marrying a chicken and following the dog. What the master says will be, and there will be no disobedience."

Mr. Luo laughed.

He straightened his chest and was full of macho atmosphere.

This is the master.

A qualified wife should be Fangfei like this. Do you understand?

However, Xiao Meiyu doesn't understand, and she doesn't know why the kid is just mud, and can only come from tiles.

Mr. Luo secretly posted it in his daughter's ear and whispered: "Actually, no one else except Xiao Meiyu... Youtan Xianhua, there is only one flower in the world. It's my Xiao Meiyu,

No other children are, they are not blooming in flowers..."

The little girl also spoke in her father's ear, soft and sweet: "Dad, then I won't tell anyone... Well, I won't say anyone..."

The sweet heat blew into my ears, and the child's saliva dripped down, warm and warm, and it was wet with Luo Jia's face.

Luo Jia laughed loudly and hugged her daughter, and the sweet breath filled the whole room.

At that time, Xiao Meiyu was already asleep between her parents.

In the lives of the two, for so many years, a child - a third party has never been like this.


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