Angelica looked at the silly Song Tianlang with contempt, turned to Hu Yueyue, "By the way, I seemed to have forgotten to say it just now, and a couple came back downstairs who claimed to be my grandfather's *** and kissed me and hugged me.
, and brought back a young and beautiful aunt and an old man! So Uncle Xiao Zhang drove to order food, and I was responsible for coming up and asking you to go down to greet the guests-"
Hu Yueyue stroked her forehead and wanted to lie down like a corpse, then pulled up the quilt and covered it directly. She was so shameless that she could see people.
What kind of son did she give birth to?
Since he was born, he never cried or made a fuss. When he grew up slowly, his IQ and thinking were nothing compared to children of the same age. Don’t look at him only six years old, what he knew in his little head might be even better than hers.
Many, especially military war games, are particularly fond of.
But the problem is that since Angelica was born to the age of six, she has almost always been in stock. She has no special early education, and has no restrictions on him. It is a completely natural way of growing up in stock.
At this moment, Song Tianlang on the bed slowly came back to his senses, his face turning blue and red, constantly changing.
Angelica stood at the door, smiling a little strangely, but the meaning was expressed very clearly. It was impossible for them to do things at this time. Fortunately, Song Tianlang was stunned, but no one should have heard of it.
It was this little brat who deliberately interrupted them, but what was behind him was the point he wanted to convey! This kid, the black-hearted master, let him do it!
He let out a long breath of turbid air, and the entangled desire in his mind slowly suppressed. Although he was frustrated, he was happy in his heart because his son Angelica called him "Dad"!
And he was a ghostly brat who looked like a little fox. Thinking about what happened just now, it was really terrible. He was just about to kick, but he was interrupted.
He put his clothes neatly under the quilt. He raised his hand to stroke Hu Yueyue's pretty face, and then kissed her face reluctantly, and said, "I'll go down with Angelica first, you can clean up before going down!"
He nodded silently and watched the two big and small leave in harmony.
A faint gentle and warm smile overflowed from the corners of Hu Yueyue's lips. The smile gradually magnified like ripples. It was not until it covered the entire pretty face that it slowly spiraled and disappeared.
This feeling seems really good. Although she forgot everything, she is not rejected by this man, and she is even a little bit in love when facing him.
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Song Tianlang and Angelica left the room until the door closed.
Frowning, a soft color flashed in his eyes, and his thin lips moved slightly, "Tell me, what's going on?"
The little pink lips raised upwards, revealing a seemingly sarcastic smile, "It's very simple, a young and beautiful aunt came into the house and wanted to be a 'mother' for me."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Song frowned tightly between his eyebrows, and his coldness spread throughout his eyes, "Let's go, take a look!"
After saying that, he grabbed the angelica with his big hand and grabbed it into his arms, then walked downstairs!
Angelica blinked her eyes, and the smile on her face was curled away. She looked at Song Tianlang's expression carefully. After confirming that he seemed very unhappy, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
You know, he was just coaxing Uncle Xiao Zhang downstairs to dismantle his pistol and let him study it. After a while, a pair of old men who looked a bit similar to his father came back, so he asked Xiao Zhang in surprise:
"Uncle Xiao Zhang, is your elder the same as this grandfather?"
Xiao Zhang was stunned by a word! However, Song Xiangmu and Ji Qin, who had just returned from the research institute, were stunned when they saw this reduced version of Song Tianlang, instantly came back to their senses, and then laughed out loud.
Ji Qin took two steps at once, then went forward and picked up Angelica, "Child, what are your name?"
"Hello grandma, my name is Angelica!" A soft and glutinous voice answered with a straight look. After turning his eyes twice, I realized that this was probably his father's mother's grandmother, and behind his grandma was his father's father.