Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

Long Yutian and Zhu Sisi are naturally hungry, and they have no time to take care of them. They look down on glutinous rice with their heads down.

Since Long Yutian and Zhaoyang have not been able to get along with each other since ‘indirect kissing,’ occasionally, they accidentally collided with each other. Zhaoyang’s inexplicable face was red, and the squat was slightly shy.

Qian Duodu ate a lot of fish at noon, and now I don’t feel hungry, but I tear my chicken legs and take care of the rhubarb around me.

However, when she couldn’t help but kiss her big and big head, she always felt a sinister breath and passed it from the side.

Scared the rhubarb, immediately jumped out of the chair, choked a few times, and then pulled his ear and squatted on the ground.

Qian Duodu’s doubt turned his head and saw Long Muzhen in a blink of an eye. At this moment, he was using a kind of ‘eyes to kill you’, and gloomy sweeping rhubarb.

On the way, Long Muzhen seems to be particularly unwilling to see rhubarb. It feels like he has been a foe for several generations.

Qian Duodu felt very strange, could not help but complained: "Fourteen, you are gentle, you are scared, Huang San did not dare to eat, it is only one year old, still in the body, in case of dysplasia, mental retardation What can I do?"

Mental retardation, malnutrition?

Money blossoming, can you not treat a dog with such anthropomorphic wording?

I was heard by others, and I still abuse my son for this!

Long Muyu spit a sigh of gas and lowered his voice: "Duo, you come with me, I have something to tell you."

When the money blossomed, I grabbed a banana and peeled it, while I clung to it.

When Long Muyi arrived at the room, he first took a basin of clean water, washed it cleanly, and then began to look at his appearance with a mirror.

He felt that he was a seven-footer, the first beautiful man of the holy country, and the big local tyrant of the family, how was he compared with a big yellow dog?

Hey, a dog, he will take a slap to the aliens tomorrow.

All the way to Chucheng, in addition to grabbing his own four hundred and two silver tickets at the lake, he was close to himself for a while, and the rest of the time was accompanied by the rhubarb, and he was just looking at himself.

Is the gimmick that loves to play bored with yourself, or is it always tired of this face?

The money blossomed and sat down, and I was able to come out and travel. The mood was so good. Who knows that when I ran into the room, I saw that Long Muzhen had been staring at the mirror, and it was quite serious.

"Hey, old man, is it so big and beautiful?"

She smiled twice and found her next to Long Muzhen.

"Old man? Duo, am I really so old?"

Long Muzhen heard this sentence, sat down and touched his chin, and looked very nervous.

"Yeah, you are thousands of years of mummies, old antiques, of course, the old man."

The money blossomed in the smiling eyes, naughty, and leaned back on the dragon's thigh, and nodded particularly seriously.

"It turned out to be like this -"

Long Muyu spit a deep breath, and some weakly leaning against the soft couch, staring at the little woman in his arms who kept pulling his hair, his eyes were dim.

"It seems that I am more and more tempted to see you."

When Qian Duodu listened to this, he looked up at him and blinked, and he looked very ignorant.

Looking at him in his eager eyebrows, he felt that he seemed to have some unusual things.