Quickly pass through, Queen: God, don't make trouble

Chapter 81
ps: Please do not imitate, as if a newborn baby cannot see too much sunlight.Of course he's not just born either. Hahaha.
Xia Ming quickly covered him with the quilt.

Poke his soft face.

It's quite soft.
He looked at Xia Ming angrily.

Cheeks puffed up.

Protesting what Xia Ming did to him.

Expresses extreme dissatisfaction.

However, in the end, he still stretched out two small arms like lotus roots shamelessly.

"Lala Yaya."

To hug.

Xia Ming: "."

Little thing, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?

picked him up.

A little heavy.
Just put it back.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Can't let go of me!
Xia Ming: "."

I'm not, what can you do to me.

"Wow wow!"

You play tricks.

slightly slightly slightly slightly
Little thing, fight with me, you are still tender.

"Wow la la"

you fool.

Xia Ming ravaged his face.

He also wanted to put Xia Ming's finger in his mouth.

Just when she was about to touch Xia Ming's hand.

Xia Ming suddenly pulled his hand away.

He missed it.

Little Baby: You are mad at me on the street, everyone bullies me.

"Yeah yah!"

Why are you always cheating!
The baby expressed that he was very angry.

No hugs, no fingers even allowed to be touched.

Badly stupefied.

Dabai Leng!
Hmph ╭(╯^╰)╮.

Unknowingly, the haze in Xia Ming's heart was eliminated.

Interested in fighting the person in the crib.

Xia Ming's mother came over.

She twisted her plump buttocks, held a fan in her hand and swung it gently with her wrist, blowing out bursts of cool breeze. Her face was so charming, and her pair of fox eyes were breathtaking. She was so beautiful that no man would feel a little sad after seeing it. Distractions.

Xia Ming's face instantly turned cold.

The baby in the crib saw Xia Ming's expression.

Holding her drooping hand.

Allow to suck.

Let out a giggle.

What a pleasure.

Hee hee, I finally got my hands on it.

Xia Ming's mother smiled and said: "Baby, look at how cute your brother is. Mommy and your father named him Feng Ming. Isn't it a nice name?"

Ah.

The name of this little thing has the same word as her name.

Xia Ming's mother smiled and touched Xia Ming's head, but Xia Ming immediately avoided her.

With her hands suspended in the air, a look of disappointment flashed across her eyes.

Put your hand down, pick up a snare drum, and dangle it in front of Feng Ming's eyes.

Feng Ming: "."

Feng Ming looked at Xia Ming's mother expressionlessly.

Xia Ming's mother looked embarrassed.

She changed the quilt for Feng Ming and said, "Honey~ help mom take care of your brother, mom, when your brother turns two years old, mom will take you and brother to the playground, okay?"

Xia Ming suddenly smiled, and said to Xia Ming's mother, "Okay, my mother, Cheng Che."

Chengche didn't expect that Xia Ming would smile at her, and his hand struck Xia Ming's head again.

Xia Ming didn't dodge this time.

Still smiling.

Touched lightly.

Chengche turned her hips again and walked out enchantingly.

Xia Ming pulled his finger out of Feng Ming's hand.

wet
Saliva
Wiped it with a paper towel.

He took out another clean veil and soaked it.

Rubbed Feng Ming's face randomly.

so soft
Just wash your face for free.

"Hey hey hey hey!"

what are you doing!
Feng Ming's face was flushed red from being ravaged.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

pouted.

He pulled up his little quilt again.

Ignore Xia Ming.

He muttered something softly in his mouth.

"La la that."

I really don't understand you.

The back figure curled up in the crib became more and more beautiful under the sunlight.

Xia Ming pulled the curtains shut.

She.. doesn't like sunlight.

Too dazzling.

It suddenly became cloudy.

Feng Ming poked his little head out from under the quilt.

Looking around curiously.

(End of this chapter)