Then, Yan Yongzhi, who was so elegant and noble in the first moment, cursed viciously in the second moment: "You brat, let go, how long do you want to hold my little Qian in your arms?"
Yan Yongzhi's attack was not gentle. Even a master like Yan Mubei was so slapped that he gasped and said in a bad tone: "Damn, are you crazy?"
"Don't call me mom, call me Miss Yan. How many times have I told you that brat?" After that, she slapped him hard on the back again: "You sincerely call me that all the time, right?"
"A 45-year-old aunt who has been divorced six or seven times, are you still Miss Yan? Are you thick-skinned?"
"Who said I've been divorced six or seven times? Only three times, okay? What else is forty-five years old? What kind of old lady? You damn boy, you keep nagging me, do you want to make me angry to death?"
"I remind you."
"Can you take care of me? You are your mother, I am the only one who can take care of you."
"Who said he was Miss Yan just now?"
The two mother and son were fighting each other, fighting for Lin Qianqian in Yan Mubei's arms, scolding and making moves.
It feels like two little kids fighting for a toy.
Lin Qianqian, who is a toy: "......"
She was held tightly in the man's arms, and in order to avoid Miss Yan's advances, he twisted her around, shaking her head so hard that she became dizzy.
Lin Qianqian felt like vomiting and shouted anxiously: "Stop making trouble, okay?"
The mother and son were still fighting over each other. When Yan Yongzhi stretched her hand to the left, Yan Mubei quickly twisted her to the right.
He always used his own body to block Yan Yongzhi.
Anxious Yan Yongzhi stomped her feet: "Smelly boy, what are you doing baby? Let me see my little wife."
Yan Yongzhi returned to China when they were dating and stayed for a few days. At that time, Lin Qianqian and Yan Mubei were at their most affectionate.
The two of them stayed together all day long, and the man took care of her in every possible way, which made Yan Yongzhi call her "little daughter-in-law, little Qianqian" all day long.
Hearing the words "daughter-in-law" at this moment, Lin Qianqian and Yan Mubei were in a trance for a while.
Small and beautiful memories came to mind, and without warning, Yan Yongzhi grabbed Lin Qianqian's hand and pulled her out of her son's arms.
"Oh, let me see this beautiful face, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, the longer it gets, the more graceful and graceful it is, but... why has it become thinner?" Yan Yongzhi frowned, holding Lin Qianqian's face with both hands, pitying: "Isn't it smelly?
I didn't give you good food or drink, look at this little chin, it makes Sister Zhi heartbroken."
Lin Qianqian smiled bitterly: "Aunt Zhi...sister, no, I'm not too thin now, I'm very good."
That aunt, under the fierce gaze of Miss Yan, suddenly turned into a sister.
After saying that, Lin Qianqian felt strange.
"It's better for the little girl to put on some baby fat." Lin Qianqian stood obediently, and was too stunned to resist as Yan Mubei's mother held her hands up and down.
She didn't know why, but she just couldn't refuse the woman in front of her.
The woman who gave birth to Yan Mubei has a similar appearance and personality to her son, but she is not disgusting no matter how you look at her.
Why does Yan Mubei dislike her so much?
Lin Qianqian was puzzled.
Yan Yongzhi was chirping somewhere, but Yan Mubei was staring at them with his arms folded, huffing angrily.
The dead woman showed her teeth and claws in front of him, and behaved like a little sheep in front of his mother.
Is this age and gender discrimination?
cut.
Yan Mubei sneered, feeling very uncomfortable.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't please your eyes. Those hands on Lin Qianqian's body...