Yueli couldn't remember how he got along with Su Qingchen and Su Yiran before.

Because the two of them are too smart and precocious, in most (qing) situations, the raccoon treats them as older children to communicate, such as Su Yiran (娇ji　o) playing ((性xing)xing). The (qing) situation of the son really made him helpless.

After organizing some language, Yueli explained in a gentle voice: "I also want to take you there, but now I can't buy the same flight ticket at this time."

Hearing that, Su Yiran put away the cry of Xuanran (wish yu) (qing), thought about it quickly, then took out the phone, brightly said with a small face: "No (guanguan), I can Call Uncle Liu Fen and ask him to arrange a private jet." As he said, he dialed.

"..."

Yueli opened her mouth slightly, yet she didn't make a sound. The call here is already connected——

Liu Fen: "Young Master?"

Su Yiran: "Uncle Liu Fen~ Can you arrange a plane for me? I want to go to Taizi Mountain with my uncle."

Liu Fen didn't think much, and responded with a hearty smile: "Yes, young master, when do you want to go?"

Su Yiran's heart (qing) is pleasant, and her voice is ((奶Nai)n　i) and well-behaved: "Will you be okay in an hour?"

Liu Fen glanced at the time and said while putting on his clothes: "Okay, I'll let the driver pick you up in a while."

Su Yiran Zhou (body sh　n) braved colorful (color) bubbles: "Thank you, Uncle Liu Fen~ Yiran (爱　i) you, what a damn~"

Liu Fen was amused by Su Yiran and said, "Uncle also (爱　i) you."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yiran looked up at Yueli: "Uncle, the plane has been set up, wait for me, I will go upstairs to pack some clothes."

Yue Tan: "..."

What else can he say?

The planes were arranged for him clearly.

Yueli helped her forehead, dragged the suitcase, and sat on the sofa resignedly.

Anyway, it’s a private jet. Don’t worry about not being able to catch the flight. Yueli took a piece of fruit on the coffee table very openly, and just took a bite, Su Yiran, who ran upstairs with his front foot, ran again with his hind foot. Down.

Su Yiran gasped and said, "Brother, you have to come with me!"

Su Qingchen didn't lift his head: "No." He could feel the warmth of the family, so he didn't do it.

"No!" Su Yiran (fart pi) sat on the coffee table, holding his brother's face, and said firmly: "You must go!"

Su Qingchen glanced at the (娇ji　o)(艳yan) fresh flower that was sitting withered by his brother's (fart pi), put his hand away without expression (qing), and repeated: "Don't go. "

"Oh, I said no!" Su Yiran was a little anxious, and said with her cheeks bulging: "If you don't go, I will leave alone. Daddy and mom (mi mi) won't worry too much about me, brother, Are you my real brother? Shouldn't you unite with your smart brother at this time?"

Su Yiran hugged her shoulders, stomped her feet twice, and vowed: "I don't believe you are not angry at all! Since mom (mi mi) has a daddy, she obviously has less (爱i) for you and me. !"

Su Qingchen remained indifferent.

As a mature little friend, I can't threaten adults by running away from home.

Furthermore, he feels that his mother (咪mi) has no less (爱　i) for them. He coughed a little the day before yesterday. Mom (Mi mi) was worried that he would catch a cold. She cooked brown sugar **** and jujube soup for him. She gave him a temperature test every two hours. When he slept in a daze late at night, he faintly returned. I felt Mom (Mimi) came over and tucked the quilt for him, (touched Mo) on his forehead.

"Hey-Su Dabao, have you listened to me, talked, talked to me!" Su Yiran said with a straight face and a thick voice.

He was really angry for ignoring him so much!

Su Qingchen glanced at him: "Don't talk nonsense, mom (mi mi) loves us very much. It's just different from (love i) daddy's way." After a pause, he showed the eldest brother. He said in a lesson (kiss wen): "Su Erbao, you are a boy and not a girl, don't always look for your mother."

I always find my mother to get Su Erbao: "..."

Eating Fruit•The crowd•Yue Li silently gave Su Qingchen a thumbs up in her heart-the nephew said it beautifully!

Su Erbao's face was flushed, and it took a long time to speak, "I don't care, anyway, I am a child, I have the right to be ((sexual) xing)!"

Su Qingchen, whose eldest brother is like a father, glanced at Su Yiran of Ren ((性xing)xing) with the eyes of an old father, and sighed silently: "Let's do it with you, you move it, it's too much for me."

Su Yiran is almost crying, my mother doesn’t care about his father or my brother is not spoiled, he is more pitiful than the helpless grass, at least people can fly in the wind, right? Say no!

"I won't!" Su Yiran slapped her feet, sat down harder, and swayed her (body sh　n) left and right, rubbing the flowers under her (fart pi) thighs and then rubbing them again.

Now even the rose next to it is not immune from oppression.

Su Qingchen frowned and blocked Su Yiran with his hand.

Su Yiran slapped Su Qingchen's hand away without saying a word: "Don't smash me if you don't follow me!"

Su Qingchen's good-tempered reminder: "There are thorns."

Su Yiran, who has a small temper, is not afraid of anything. With a raised chin, his nostrils are up to the sky: "A **** is a prick, no one in this family cares about me anyway!"

Su Qingchen pursed her lips, glanced at the thorny rose beside Su Yiran's thigh, and silently retracted her hand.

He saw that it was still thick underneath, and it didn't hurt.

Otherwise, with his ((性xing)xing) son, he would have screamed when he got ((肉rou)rou).

Can you still have your nostrils up to the sky now?

Young Master Su Qingchen shook his head twice, stood up (身sh　n), patted his clothes.

Upon seeing this, Su Yiran quickly grasped Su Qingchen's arm with eye sickness, his big eyes filled with vigilance: "Where are you going?"

Su Qingchen looked at him calmly and said, "Go upstairs and pack your clothes."

Su Yiran was startled: "...Huh?"

Snap—Su Qingchen slapped Su Yiran's hand holding his arm.

Righteously said: "Uncle is on a business trip to work, you follow, I am afraid that you will make trouble, so I decided to follow along and watch you to avoid trouble for uncle."

Su Qingchen used a bit of strength this time, Su Yiran covered the back of his red hand, pouted his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "You are as sensible as you are in the whole world."

Su Qingchen seemed to have not heard it, and turned (body sh　n) calmly and walked upstairs.

Su Yiran looked at Su Qingchen's small back, and followed with a twist.

No way, my brother, hitting him is also (愛　i)'s caress (touching Mo), the more painful, the deeper (愛　i).

When he went up the third stairs, Su Qingchen was already on the second floor. Su Yiran trot up, ignoring the red and tingling hands, and shouted, "Brother, wait for me~"

Seeing that both of them had gone upstairs, the Yueli downstairs thought for a while, and rubbed her (body sh　n) forward, threw only the core of the fruit into the trash can, drew a paper towel to wipe her hands, and took the seat. The receiver of the phone dialed Subei.

The place he went is very dangerous for the children, altitude sickness or something, if he is an adult, he can kill half his life, let alone two children, he must report it.