Chapter 27 This little mouth is so sweet

   Punching sandbags...?

  Lu Xue peeled off a lollipop again and jokingly said, "I also punched sandbags. Looking at your small body, it's almost the same as being punched by sandbags."

   The guy is quite handsome, but unfortunately he has a mouth.

   The little guy was so angry that his cheeks were bulging, and he stared at Lu Xue who was teasing her, and a wisp of water vapor appeared in his young eyes, "Uncle Lu hates it!"

   After the words were finished, the little guy turned around and hugged Fu Yanwang's thigh again, complaining loudly.

   "Wow, blame Shu Shu for bullying Wo, hate him for nothing!"

  The biggest headache for King Fu Yan now is that the little guy cried, his eyebrows were raised like splashing ink, his eyes were dimly aimed at the culprit, and he gritted his teeth: "You look very busy?"

  Lu Xue put the tip of his tongue against his molar, suddenly felt that the sugar in his mouth was no longer sweet, he quickly waved his hand, and shook his head with a strong desire to survive.

   After seeing Lu Xue deflated, the little milk bag lifted his cerebellum and smiled as sweetly as toffee.

   Seeing that the cold-faced boss who is always busy with work can now play so peacefully and easily, the second elder of the Fu family couldn't help but smile from his heart.

   Sure enough, the little milk bag is the lucky bag of their Fu family.

   "By the way, Chen'er, school will start soon, have you prepared school supplies for Baibai?" Yu Xiaoyin recalled that it was not long before the national school start date, and couldn't help but ask.

  The man's eyes are still locked on the body of the little milk bag, and his thin lips are slightly lifted: "No hurry."

   "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. Yesterday, I saw that the grandchildren of Lao Wang's family next door have already bought the utensils, and our family should have them for nothing!"

  Yu Xiaoyin stared at her son angrily, turned her head and looked at the little milk bag with a doting smile, "Good, come here for nothing~"

   After the words were finished, the little guy ran to the woman's side and said very seriously, "I want to call my aunt for nothing, but I can't call my grandma. My aunt is still so young, this beautiful sister will teach me!"

  Looking at this sweet mouth, Yu Xiaoyin couldn't close her mouth with laughter.

   That was so elated, the woman hugged the little milk bag and said, "Our little mouths are so sweet, worthy of being aunt's sweetheart~"

   Seeing the woman laughing so happily, the little guy also cheered up, his brows and eyes were curved, and he pouted and kissed the woman's face.

   This forced Yu Xiaoyin's heart to melt, and she laughed so much that a flowery branch trembled.

   "Oh Huo, isn't that grandfather?" Fu Wenzhuo stood aside, his face full of envy, pretending to be.

   Hearing the voice, the little milk bag laughed, and went to Fu Wenzhuo to show off her little arms as white and tender as lotus roots, and her voice was sweet and sweet, "Shu Mi hug~"

   Ouch!

   This little cuteness, Master Fu felt that his heart was about to turn into water, so he smiled and hugged the little milk bag from Yu Xiaoyin's arms.

   Lu Xue, who was also called the "blame": "..."

   "My uncle is also very handsome and young, so I can't call him grandpa for nothing~" The little milk bag put his arms around Fu Wenzhuo's neck, and his mouth was as sweet as if he was smearing honey.

   Fu Er Lao was completely milked by the little milk bag.

  The next second, Fu Yanwang walked over with a blank face, "Don't you want to buy something, let's go."

   After that, the man grabbed the little milk bag from his father's arms and threw it on the ground.

   This blue man really deserves to be single!

  Xiao Niipao akimbo, looked at Fu Yan Wang angrily, his eyes were misty, as if he had been greatly wronged, "Fu Yan Wang villain! Bullying Bai Bai!"

   Are you going to cry again?

   The man pursed his lips and glanced back at the aggrieved little guy, his heart moved a little, and his voice was low:

   "You are three years old, go by yourself."

   After the words were finished, the man walked out without looking back. In order to avoid the little guy not following up, he did not forget to make up for the knife.

   "If you don't come, I will throw you halfway."

   is simply, a murderous tyrant!

   The little guy pouted and ran after him with his short legs.

   (end of this chapter)