The colder: “...”

People sit on the couch, and the pot comes from the sky.

What did he do wrong?Why let him answer this hard question?

Yu Yue Han thought with a thumb, and knew that Van Yu definitely did not really want to listen to his opinions, and this man deliberately showed himself to him.

“Uncle...”

The words of Vanyu fell, and the anxious people became Fanfan and Vannie.

The two men turned their heads and looked at the colder, and the poor look at him.

The colder: “...”

Even if Van Gogh was dead, my son was not in pain.

Vanity is the colder and longer watching the little princess grew up, as a child, also especially like to stick to the cold side, the colder in front of Van Yu.

Now a good face stood in front of him and asked for a high hand, the colder the colder really a little down.

But when you see Van Yu’s proud face, think about the little princess he has been kidnapped...

The more cold feet lifted, kicking at the next Tang Yuans: "When is it all, still swallowing melon seeds, if not your son, my little six is still in my arms."

“Oh, hey!”

Tang Yuans was just fine with melon seeds, caught off guard, and the whole person almost fell off the sofa.

“Don’t do it, don’t you have any quality?”

Tang Yuans shook the remaining melon seeds in his hands, put them on the coffee table, clapped his hands, and followed with triumph: "This really can't blame me, my son has a good time, I like the little six, I also like the little six-six, the daughter-in-law... Moreover, at first, you did not agree with the two children, how, now envy Van Yu can produce their own sales?With all due respect, even without my family's Kirin, Little Six and Xiaoyang are also true brothers and sisters, and you do not have the blessing of self-produced and self-produced sales!"

The colder: “...”

Did he say he wanted to sell himself?

Did he say he was envious?

“What do you mean?”Who doesn't have a son?"The more cold, the more Dany looked at it.

His son is more happy, and he likes to run after the little princess of the Qi Yan family.

The little milk baby, still in the swaddle to set himself a little daughter-in-law, as long as his son can smoothly turn the little soft to the remaining villa, he is not at a loss.

The colder the thought of it, some of them could not sit.

Ignoring the children showing off the toy-like Vanyu and Tang Yuans, walking right up to the side with their mobile phones and dialing Yu Muyang’s phone: “Damn boy, where are you now?”

“Dad, don’t you care about me?”You finally think of my son, don’t you?”The last mouyang on the other end of the phone, moved to tears, holding the mobile phone can not be their own.

"I knew that I was your own, and you could not have my son in your heart... I finally waited until this day..."

“...”

Yu Yu's cold eyebrows twisted, moved the phone outside his ear, glanced at the phone displayed on the screen, made sure he was not wrong, and slowly interrupted Yu Muyang's words.

"Of course I remember that I still have a son, when you were a child every day in front of the year, I hope that there is no you exist, as for now ... do not move too early, I made this phone call just to remind you, if you can't chase Xiao Yu, you don't go home."

The humus: “...”

Did he really not pick it up?

The desire to survive allowed Yu Muyang to turn his head without hesitation to hold the side of Qi Luo, squeezed out a grievance, and took the opportunity to open his mouth: "Little soft, my father won't let me go home, can you take me back for a few more days?"