Son and son, why are you so uncomfortable, what are you crying?

"I'm sorry, Dudu is sorry, it's not good for your mother, you shouldn't let your dad kiss you. Okay, don't cry, your mother sings you, okay? Sing two tigers. Two tigers, two tigers

Run fast, run fast ... "

Xia Youxin was shaking again, and she sang again, coaxing sweat. Fortunately, Xiaoye Zhengheng's mood was not too bad, and soon she was coaxed by her.

As soon as the child cried, Ye Qianmo was extremely nervous, and his face was stretched.

"You Xin, let's go to work and give them the children to them." When the child didn't cry, Ye Qianmo said softly.

Xia Youxin looked at Xiaoye Zhengheng again, and felt as if the two of them were more familiar this morning. She had a good relationship with him and was more confident.

And Song Wanting also had a confidence in her own victory.

She firmly believes that Xia Youxin will always be planted in the child's hands.

"This kid, his Lao Tzu kissed him, and he dared to cry." Ye Qianmo was very high. He thought that if he had kissed his son, his son would not be grateful to Dade, and immediately laughed.

Why did he think that Xia Youxin kissed him so happy and danced with his hands. He was a dear, he couldn't ignore it, but he cried.

Xia Youxin smiled and said, "You look at your chin, even if you scratch the beard, the chin is rough.

"My chin is so hard?" Ye Qianmo reached out and touched it twice, saying, "It's not hard, you haven't said that my chin is hard, but I haven't said that I am stubborn."

"Where can my skin compare with Dudu? He was just born, and he was thinner than the peeled eggs." Xia Youxin said funny.

"No, let me verify it." Ye Qianmo finished speaking, put Xia Youxin beside him, his chin was put on her little face, rubbing it twice after rubbing, and letting him go.

Great red.

"Your skin is the same tender as Xiao Zhengheng. It seems that there is really a reason for him to cry. I thought he didn't like me."

"You are also afraid of others don't like you? I thought you didn't matter. I hope people like you to take out a good dad, get closer to him, play more with him." Xia Youxin took the opportunity to guide him, Ye

Qian Mo just hummed.

"My son likes that Lao Tzu is born, and you have to play with him before he likes it. I will not play with him. He dare not like me.

"Don't say hard, you see if you still say that Dad doesn't call every day, dad has hit you?"

Ye Qianmo's eyebrows moved, his face, pinched Xia Youxin's face, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, what do you know?"

"Yes, I don't understand, I know a word that the old people often say. The old cat pillow the roof ridge to sleep with a generation of generations. I see you want to change the smell.

Mom is so dear. Really, for children who have changed their wandering, they can call parents who feel extremely lucky. You can't feel the parents for many years.

"

Xia Youxin said with a long heart to Ye Qianmo, but he just wanted him to be a good son like Yan Qingyan. Don't make his father unhappy anymore.

"I call him and will not get used to it."

"Who said, he must be accustomed to, not only is it used to, but also very happy. Ink, seriously, you would like to cheer you back next time? I will cheer you, don't be embarrassed, what are you embarrassed?"

"I'm sorry, I just don't like barking."

"Okay, okay, if you're not embarrassed, just call me. I like to hear it."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this topic, it's boring. I have something to say about Mo Xiaonong, do you want to hear it?" Ye Qianmo changed the topic, and Xia Youxin knew that she had persuaded her enough, so she stopped.
Chapter completed!