Xiao Qingcang, with a expressionless face, said another sentence that was not worthy of his life. "Are you a turtle? How could I, a son, know? You have to ask your wife, your wife knows best!"

"You bastard!" Xiao Zhiming finally couldn't control his emotions, and picked up the pen holder he bought at a high price, threw it out hard, then smashed it on the door, making a 'bang' sound.

Han Xinmei, who was standing outside the door, rushed in and hurriedly gave her husband a sigh. "Zhiming, don't get angry. Is it necessary to be so angry with her own children?"

Xiao Zhiming felt sorry for his current wife. "I can't let him disrespect you!"

"Why is this necessary?" Han Xinmei stopped talking!

Looking at the two people in front of him, Xiao Qingcang felt very uncomfortable. He said nothing and turned around and left!

Han Xinmei gently stroked her husband's chest and whispered. "You said you, just hope that this son would come back. When you come back, you are not kind enough, either shouting or scolding. Your son is so kind, can you bear this trick?"

Xiao Zhiming's eyes widened. "You still let me be a son for him?"

"Why do you have to say so badly? Why are you so humble?" Han Xinmei kissed her husband hard on the lips, holding his handsome cheek and said. "Husband, I know you are fighting for my pockets, but I tell you, no. Because I will get you in my life, it's enough, nothing else matters! In addition, we have a baby daughter, and my life is already perfect!"

"You are always so considerate to me!" Xiao Zhiming was satisfied and felt sorry for her.

Han Xinmei blinked at him and smiled ambiguously. "There is no way, who made you good kung fu in bed? Just this fatal move made me devote myself to you!"

The two kissed immediately.

...

Afraid that the child would deviate from the problem the more he understood, Shen Hanqian had to explain "Song of the Loving Mother" to Junjun again.

"Did you understand this time?"

The little boy nodded frequently. "I really understand this time, but it would be great if I could have such a good mother!"

Junjun's expression turned low, and it can be seen that he was very sad!

This made Shen Hanqian very confused. What's going on? Could it be that Junjun is a child from a single-parent family?

"Junjun, what's wrong?"

"I don't have a mother!" Xiao Junjun plunged into Qianqian's arms and 'cried bitterly'. Woooo, Qianqian's chest was so soft and bulging. This should be what her mother felt, right?

This made Qianqian feel suddenly painful and she apologized to Junjun with heartache. "I'm sorry, I don't know that Junjun doesn't have a mother, so I shouldn't teach you this poem!"

Junjun was so optimistic and cheerful that she never expected that he would not have a mother. She undoubtedly inserted a knife into the child's chest today.

"It's okay, Qianqian, just hug me hard!" In fact, Xiao Junjun was smiling in her arms.

"Well, sister hug you!"

A phone ringing suddenly rang, and Shen Hanqian unexpectedly saw the phone number 9999 again. She felt a stern and quickly answered the phone. "Hey!"

Why did Xiao Qingcang call her?

"Where are you now?" Xiao Qingcang asked in a low voice.

"I...I'm teaching students!" Shen Hanqian touched Junjun's head, stood up and went outside to answer the phone!

“What class?”
Chapter completed!