Yan Mubei can't play these. People who like to play racing games are sons.
Colin usually likes to play mobile phones, either playing puzzle games.
Presumably, Yan Mubei specially played with him in order to please the child.
When I approached, I found that the red car is always behind the blue car. Every time it wants to surpass the car in front, it will always be squeezed out of the runway.
Sometimes the red cars that hit the railing by themselves are in a hurry, and they are racing with a clumsy car skills. It ’s not who can be controlled by Yan Mubei.
She sat down beside Yan Mubei, reached out and circled his arm, put her face on his shoulder, and was delicate and Shishun.
Yan Mubei knew it was her without looking at it. She looked at the picture and asked her: "Wait a minute, just open the meal after playing."
His voice was loving, warm and warm Lin Yan's heart.
"I'm not hungry." She looked at the TV according to him.
After seeing a disparity for power, the red car hung again before the end.
"Shit." The man couldn't help scolding.
Colin jumped up and danced: "Yeah, I lost again, I lost again."
"What is it?"
"Also, it means you have been losing."
The little guy continued to jump, I don't know how happy and cheerful.
"Mummy Mummy, I was very inferior to the car first ..., ah."
The son's son made Boss Yan very faceless, stretched his feet and mixed him, and suddenly the little guy fell a dog to eat shit.
COLIN lying on the ground with four feet stared at his old man, and then tightened his middle finger towards him.
Xiaoqi.
When Lin Yan saw this, he reached out and patted the man's hand on the back of the man: "You are crazy, you will hurt him."
The boss Yan can calm down, squinting his eyes to look at his son's middle finger: "Rest assured, my feet, such as God, promise to hurt him without hurting him."
Lin Yan: "...."
She withdrew him down and climbed up and checked her son: "Is there any pain to fall?"
"It doesn't hurt." Colin shook his head, dressed as a ghostly face at his little qi ghost dad, and then ran to the inside line, told the housekeeper to give him fruity to eat.
Yan Mubei yelled at him: "Eat, what jelly do you eat, not allowed to eat."
"If you don't eat, your knees will hurt." He threatened and provoked his father.
If you don't give me, I will let my mother clean up your expression.
Yan Mu's north was itchy, and he turned his head and said to Lin Yan: "The carpet is so thick, he is so small, how can he fall?"
When he is stupid?
Take your son and drop it.
He was very properly grasped.
Lin Yan reached out and squeezed his nose and scolded him fiercely: "Next time you dare to throw him again, I will tear your nose off."
Colin cheered next to him, waved his teeth dancing, and smiled hehe.
A man dragged the little woman into the arms, pinched her small waist fiercely, bit her ears and murmured: "So fierce, it seems that there is no strength to consume your strength at noon, continue tonight."
"Go to you." The woman's face flushed, and the slap opened his shame.
The man stroked his nose and handsome face, smiling very badly at her.
A rogue expression you know the taste tonight.
Lin Yan didn't look at him, and hugged his son and ran away quickly.
They didn't run far, and they were sitting in the dining room.