Tao Xiaowei squirmed, squirmed and dodged, and giggled, "Husband, don't bully your son all the time. Those two are our treasures. We should favor one and the other. Be careful when you are old. Yan Ying will not care about you. When the time comes, you will
He becomes a lonely old man, haha, how pitiful he is."
Finally, she had the opportunity to tear off this obstructive layer of gauze. The loud tearing and shattering sound gave off a rough pleasure. Yan Xihe looked down in fascination at the carefully prepared snow-white under her body, which was outlined with a coquettish image by the gorgeous kung fu.
The woman happened to have a pair of crystal clear eyes, "Weiwei, it's enough for me to have you and my daughter. Our Yaoyao is a caring little cotton-padded jacket."
This man, who always looked down on boys among girls, always reminded her of her late father. When he was very young, like Yan Xi, he didn't have a good attitude towards dozens of princes, but towards the three princesses
, but he responded to every request and loved him very much.
This is not okay. Yan Ying is almost a complete replica of Yan Xi. After confinement, his wrinkled facial features have completely opened up. He is simply a cute pocket-sized Yan Xi, although he doesn’t like to smile and has little emotional response.
, but it does not hinder her love for her son. She does not want Yan Xi to be like his father, who clearly divides the gender of his biological children and holds them in his arms.
Hugging his neck, she exhaled softly and said, "Husband, Yan Ying is my little treasure, you must treat him as your treasure, and you are not allowed to be partial, otherwise..." He blinked and threatened, "You
While I'm away, be careful that I secretly starve your daughter. She is a girl anyway, and if she is thinner, she will look pitiful and lovable. You are right."
She said this, but she really didn't mean to do it in her heart. In the heat of passion and the flames burning her body, she had the time to threaten her husband with her biological daughter in order to preserve the status of her biological son.[
Yan Xi bitterly bit her smooth shoulder, leaving a string of purple love marks, "If you don't feed my daughter enough, I will suck up all the milk first. My little princess won't get it."
, your little prince can’t even think of it.”
After saying that, he actually put his own practice into practice, tearing away the last barrier to hide, and burying his whole face in it, giving her a personal example to prove that what he said was true.