But Liu Jinger said, "No, he won’t want to be an illegitimate daughter."
In the past, Liu Jinger’s remorse ratio
Qiao Yun didn’t speak silently nodded.
Liu Jinger said, "Thank you, thank you. Don’t bring Eun Eun after today."
The next day when the hospital came, Liu Jinger left.
After the funeral, I went to do it, not to make the children sad. Qiao Yun stayed at home and took care of grace.
Qiao Yun asked En En, "Do you like it here?"
Yeah, yeah, I nodded. "I like brother Yun and brother Mo here."
"That boon boon heel brother live here, ok?"
"Good mother said that she would go to a distant place to work, and asked Eun Eun to stay here and wait for her to come back. Eun Eun would like to thank Brother Yun and Brother Mo."
Qiao Yun, a sensible child, smiled and caressed her "You’re welcome."
After that, I will go to the kindergarten to meet Eun-Eun if I want to take a class in Qiao Yun.
Yeah, yeah, I’m very happy to introduce my teacher and classmates. The most handsome and handsome one is my brother Yun.
Hold your head high and hold your chest high, which makes your classmates envious.
Qiao Yun thinks that when he was a child, there was no handsome boy in kindergarten to pick him up. Qiao Yun, the driver at home, would not introduce the driver to his teachers and classmates.
Because he envies other people’s children having the most handsome and beautiful people to pick them up.
This kind of happiness is put in grace, and Qiao Yun regrets perfection.
When he got home, he got into the kitchen to cook. "Brother Enenyun, you learned to stew crucian carp with milk. You can eat more later."
Yeah, yeah, swinging a ponytail, he ran across the kitchen counter, blinking his big eyes and smiled at Qiao Yun. "Brother Yun, remember to put salt instead of sugar this time."
"Ha ha" Qiao Yun looked back. "I know I took it wrong this time, but it won’t happen this time. Well, don’t worry."
"Well," boon boon woke up and ran to the living room swinging a pony tail.
After a while, Qiao Yun stewed crucian carp in the pot and wiped her hands to see boon boon in the living room.
"What is Enen drawing?" Ever since I brought boon boon Qiao Yun to speak, I have unconsciously brought the words "Ah, Ah, Ma".
Yeah, yeah, he replied, "Brother Mo and Brother Yun are holding hands."
Snow a Qiao Yunxiao bent down "smart card when did you see me holding hands with Mo Ran?"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
"… uh"
a little awkward
Qiao Yun drummed in his heart, and after he was at home, he had to pay attention to it
He pursed his lips and explained to boon boon that "I was afraid of falling down and I held him."
"No" Yeah, yeah shook his head and his face was immature. "Brother Mo is sitting in front of his head and falling down, so it should be Brother Yun."
"Ha ha ha ha …………." Qiao Yun don’t stay up a smile down on the sofa.
He can’t answer a five-year-old
At this time, Mo Ran came back and happened to hear Qiao Yunxiao "What happened? Laughing so happily."
Qiao Yun pointed to Enen’s painting and laughed. "It’s not like you to come and see Enen’s portrait."
"Oh," Mo Ran came over and took a look at the draft and said, "I have a talent for painting. Yeah, yeah, after dinner, my brother will teach you to sketch lines."
"Great God, can you stop being so interesting? Can’t you get the key points of grace painting?" Qiao Yun sat up straight with his legs crossed on the sofa.
Why can’t you see the point? Draw him hand in hand with Qiao Yun.
But Eun Eun is a child. Qiao Yun plays with her all day long. There is no paternalism, but he must not put on that one. Otherwise, this family will be chaotic.
He looked at the draft and shook his head
"Brother Mo, how can you not see that my painting is the two of you?" Enen pursed his mouth.
Brother Zaimo and Brother Yunen dare not say that she prefers lively and lovely Brother Yunen.
Brother Mo is too cold.
"Yeah, how can the Great God not see that this painting is us?" Qiao Yun tried to wink at Mo Ran to signal him not to always be harsh in front of En En.
Ok, Mo Ran grinned. "The painting is very realistic. This is me holding hands with Qiao Yun."
Oh, my God, it’s even funnier when it comes out of Mo Ran’s mouth. Qiao Yun laughs again and falls down on the sofa.
Very realistic, hand in hand with the great god, your face is not red
Before going to bed, Qiao Yun picked up the story as usual and went into Enen’s room to tell the story with Enen.
I just came in in the middle of my speech.
Nothing. Just look at them.
Qiao Yun and boon boon looked up and looked at the stranger doubtfully.
Mo ran cleared his throat and squeezed into the bed. "I think it is more interesting for three people to tell stories."
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"Brother Mo, don’t you play with your brain today?"
Yeah, yeah, a word inexplicably poked Qiao Yun’s smile.
"It turns out that Eun Eun has been sitting in front of her brain for fun?"
"Isn’t it?" Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Poof-
I can’t. Sooner or later, Qiao Yun will be laughed to death.
Mo ran was serious, "I’m not playing, I’m working", and I was very concerned about boon boon. He lifted his jaw. "You continue to listen to me."
It’s a good idea to tell stories with paintings. She sighed as she squeezed between her two brothers. "You all like to listen to my stories. I’m under great pressure to tell them badly."
