He couldn't talk to Jiang He, so Gong Ping was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he could not speak.

"I just want to see what expression he would look like when he knew you were the mother of two children."

She sat sideways onto the chair, maliciously guessing.

"I heard that if you are single for a long time, you will become a perverted aunt..." Jiang He looked at her with worried eyes.

Rong Mama has never had a boyfriend in the palace all her life, so she became perverted later. She couldn't stand it when she saw Ziwei talking about her girlfriend, and then she pricked her with a needle.

"All friends are all! All friends are all!"

Gong Ping was so angry that she took a bouquet of roses she had just wrapped. Thinking about it, she had a little bit of it in the store, and put it back and replaced it with an old one.

"You wait! I'll go find a boyfriend now!"

"Where do you look for it when it rains?"

"It's hard to find a toad with two legs, a man with four legs... Bah, isn't it easy to find a man?"

He went out with an umbrella and shook open it, and Gong Ping disappeared from the corner of the flower.

It was closed early at night, and it was raining in the middle of winter. There were few people coming out to wander around. Walking on the ground, wet your shoes and your feet were cold.

When he returned home wrapped in a down jacket, Xu Qing was still making videos, and the siblings took Xiaohua and inserted it into his head without caring.

"Mom, teach me that!"

Xu Shi'an seemed to see a savior, threw down the flower and rushed over to hug Jiang He's legs, and gestured the two moves that Jiang He taught last time.

Today I watched Xu Jin play with his excavator. The more I looked, the more angry I became, the more I became.

"Do you want to learn?"

"think!"

"Then I'll teach you later."

Jiang He put the umbrella in the bucket behind the door, hung Shi'an on his leg and walked a few steps inside, and then pulled him off.

When a child fights, he is nothing more than scratching his face, scratching his hands, biting his ears, pulling his hair. Compared to that, he is not as good as her teachings. At least he will not leave scars and is more controllable.

I heard that Wang Zijun's son was learning Taekwondo, and his piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were not as good as that little guy. This is what the couple is good at.

"It's not good to teach them this... isn't it?" Xu Qing was still a little worried.

"I can't hurt a little catch." Jiang He said relaxedly.

"oh……"

Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

It is really normal for the brother and brother to fight.

"Even if it is dislocated, it is easy to get on." Jiang He continued.??
Chapter completed!