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Chapter four hundred and twenty seventh limericks

The next day.

After Lu Ziqiao returned to normal, the family returned to its former peace.

Early in the morning.

Everyone gets together to eat.

"cough……"

Zhao Haitang's expression was very solemn.

Because he has something extremely important to announce.

But he found that Hu Yifei was chatting with Zeng Xiaoxian on her mobile phone.

There is a stroller placed between the chairs of Chen Meijia and Lu Ziqiao, and the couple is coaxing little Xiaobu while eating.

Curry sauce now only wants to destroy the food on the table.

Zhuge Dali didn't know what he was thinking.

Tang Zhan looked listlessly at Zhuge Dali beside him from time to time.

Zhang Wei went out early in the morning.

No one pays attention to him now.

"cough……"

Zhao Haitang spoke up again.

I found that no one was paying attention to me.

"Cough...cough..."

Tang Zhan was listless early in the morning. It wasn't because he didn't get a good rest last night.

Instead, Hu Yifei was sent away and Chen Meijia came.

My new house has almost turned into a small hotel.

For two days in a row, people came to my door to disturb me.

Isn't it just to create a happy and sweet world for two people with Zhuge Dali? Why is he like a big BOSS, with warriors constantly coming to stop him?

He found it very difficult for himself.

too difficult!

I'm thinking about how to complete the world of two tonight.

Suddenly I heard Zhao Haitang coughing continuously.

Look at Zhao Haitang's expression eager to be noticed.

Tang Zhan doesn't plan to think about the world between the two of them for the time being.

After all, plans cannot keep up with changes.

Besides, Hu Yifei and Chen Meijia, logically speaking, would not come to disturb him tonight.

What if someone comes over at night?

Then he has been really unlucky recently.

Realizing that something was wrong with Zhao Haitang, he wanted to see what this guy was going to do.

"If you have something to say, just say it, no one will stop you from saying it."

"yes."

Hu Yifei was chatting with Zeng Xiaoxian when she raised her head and glanced at Zhao Haitang.

Zhao Haitang straightened his chest and raised his head, and spoke in a very solemn tone: "After Xiao Xiao Bu was named, as a friend, I always felt that I needed to do something, so I thought hard and got the advice from the muse late at night to give Xiao Xiao Bu a name.

Boo wrote a poem."

"What poem?" As Xiao Xiaobu's mother, Chen Meijia was surprised and wanted to know what poem Zhao Haitang wrote.

Lu Ziqiao was also very curious: "Read it quickly and listen."

On the contrary, Hu Yifei, Zhuge Dali, and Tang Zhan, who knew Zhao Haitang well, were not very optimistic about Zhao Haitang's poems.

This guy seems to have some talent in literature.

But the actual level cannot be flattered.

Zhao Haitang was very proud and took out a piece of paper: "Listen carefully and take a look at my masterpiece."

"cough……"

Zhao Haitang cleared his throat and read: "Lu Chen got married and gave birth to a daughter, Lu Jiayi."

"Smiling like a little angel makes a shark sink to the bottom."

Finished reading a poem.

Zhao Haitang wanted to know what their comments were: "How is my poem?"

Hu Yifei did not want to attack Zhao Haitang.

I kept eating the curry sauce and didn't hear it clearly.

Zhuge Dali was thinking about the problem and didn't listen.

Chen Meijia and Lu Ziqiao didn't understand at all.

The only thing I understand is that this poem is really praising Xiaobu.

Tang Zhan did not intend to express his opinion.

Not to mention that he is not very proficient in poetry.

Just this incoherent limerick by Zhao Haitang.

There is nothing to comment on either.

Seeing that none of them had any opinions, Zhao Haitang became anxious: "You guys are talking, I wrote this specifically to Xiao Xiaobu."

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