Jamel Xiao slept in the guest room last night and didn't fall asleep until three in the morning. He hasn't woken up yet.
The little bun walked straight to the door of his room, raised his little hands, hammered the door hard, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Xiao Jamhan, your wife has been stolen by someone else!"
When his dad is asleep, most people can't wake him up, but... if it involves his mommy, it might be useful.
Sure enough, when Xiao Jinghan, who was in bed, heard his son's warning, he jumped out of the bed like a carp, without even taking off his clothes, and strode over to open the door.
He didn't see anyone at first. When he came to his senses and looked down, he found that Little Baozi was looking up at him with his arms folded. Bingcube's face darkened and he stared at his son with a sinister look.
He couldn't sleep well and was angry when he woke up. Even his son Ye Yao suffered from his low pressure.
But Little Baozi now has a reason and is not afraid of a low-pressure demon like Xiao Jamhan at all.
I saw the little guy looking up at Jamel Xiao, pouting his little mouth, humming twice, and saying in a sweet voice: "My mommy is in a bad mood. If you don't comfort her now, she will be snatched by other uncles."
Come on, you won’t even be able to see mommy’s hair by then.”
Xiao Jamhan's face was sullen, but the anger condensed between his brows was much less.
Weiwei is unhappy?
Who made Weiwei unhappy?
"What's going on?" Xiao Jamhan asked in a deep voice.
The little bun shrugged, spread his hands, and shook his head and said: "I don't know either. Mommy looked at her phone and her expression became worse and worse. I asked my sister about it, but she said it was okay. Dad, if a woman says it's okay, there must be something wrong.
The big event is either divorce or divorce, so be careful!"
Either divorce or divorce?
Don’t they all mean the same thing?
Xiao Jamhan helplessly pressed his son's head, and without thinking any more, he opened his long legs and went straight downstairs.
Ye Weiwei held her daughter on the small chair next to her, stopped looking at her phone, and watched her daughter eat breakfast.
Qiu Ying and Xiao Tingshen were picking strawberries in the strawberry field outside, and Xiao Lingyun was also fast asleep.
Xiao Jamhan came to the dining table, looked at Ye Weiwei's back, his pupils narrowed slightly and sank.
"Mommy, are you angry with Dad?" Little Loli glanced at Xiao Jamhan's face from the corner of her eye and asked Ye Weiwei obediently.
Ye Weiwei smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not her."
Xiao Jamhan's eyes darkened, and his son's words were heard in his ears. If a woman says there is nothing wrong, then there must be something wrong.
He hasn't married anyone yet, so he can't be dumped now.
After thinking about it, Xiao Jamhan stepped over.
Ye Weiwei was thinking about something and didn't realize that there was a huge creature behind her.
"Well……"
Suddenly, the giant creature opened its arms and hugged Ye Weiwei tightly from behind, frightening Ye Weiwei's heart for a moment.
If it weren't for the Xiao family, and if Xiao Jinghan wasn't the only person in the Xiao family who dared to hug her like this, she would have instinctively grabbed his arm, and then gave him a gorgeous shoulder throw.
"Xiao Jamhan, please let me go." Ye Weiwei was held so tightly by the man that her breathing was a little difficult. Her fair cheeks became more and more rosy, like a peach that had just started to turn red, and there was something a little human.
Xiao Jamhan lowered his eyes, and when he saw the charming look of the little woman in his arms, his throat tightened, and then he couldn't hold back, he held her head, lowered his head and turned around, blocked her cherry mouth, and let out all her thoughts.
She swallowed everything she said and didn't give her a chance to say anything about divorce.