Drifting Towards You

Ayan seemed to like this little girl like a doll so much, she couldn't help but stretched out her other hand and poked her soft face gently.

Soft and not hiding, looking at this younger brother who is as beautiful as his brother.

In fact, she thinks that her younger brother looks a bit like her younger sister, but Baba Ma Ma said that this is her younger brother.

A Yan took out a small lollipop from the small pocket of her overalls and gave it to Ruan Ruan: "Eat."

Softly shook his head and looked at him without speaking.

A Yan was a little lost.

I was rejected...

Ayan sat on the side with his head drooping and did not speak, softly not knowing what to do for a while.

The younger brother seems to be upset.

Softly said softly: "Don't be upset, brother."

A Yan raised his head and looked softly.

Softly hesitated for a while, leaned in and kissed Ayan's little cheek gently: "Brother, behave."

Ayan looked at her stupidly, her two dark eyes turned into two little hearts.

But the instigator softly seemed to be unaware of what was wrong, and he bends his eyes.

My brother is so pretty and cute.

A Yan was so happy that he turned his head to look at Mu Beiting, and said with a milky voice: "Jieji, mine!"

Mu Beiting sneered: "The beauty of thinking!"

"My!" A Yan said dissatisfied.

"My!" Mu Beiting's voice sank a little.

"Mine!" Ayan wrinkled her face, her eyes black and bright, full of grievances.

"My!" Mu Beiting's eyes darkened, and this little **** from Xiaobai's family was thinking about his softness after thinking about his night and night.

Su Xiangwan sat aside and looked at Mu Beiting, who was able to quarrel with two-year-old children, but felt a headache.

How she was deceived by his appearance back then, she actually felt that he was a big president full of domineering spirit.

Now it seems that this president has taken the wrong script?

After a while, Ayan closed his glasses and squeezed out two golden peas, and started howling.

Mu Beiting's face froze for a few seconds, wouldn't he cry if he bullied him?

Seeing Ayan crying, Su Xiangwan turned his head to look at Mu Beiting and said, "You have the heart to bully and cry for such a cute little dumpling. Wouldn't your conscience hurt?"

"Hug~" Ayan stretched out his hand towards Su Xiangwan, there were still two tears on his fleshy little face, which seemed unspeakably pitiful.

Before Mu Beiting stretched out his hand, Su Xiangwan stretched out his hand to take Ayan over.

Seeing the little ghost lying in Su Xiangwan's arms again, Mu Beiting's expression became more and more ugly.

"Late late..." He looked at Su Xiangwan aggrievedly, full of accusations.

Su Xiangwan glanced at him, a little headache: "Why, do you want me to hold you in my arms?"

Mu Beiting was silent for a while, imagined the scene, and said solemnly: "Actually... it's not impossible."

Su Xiangwan...

Su Xiangwan watched the whole game in the jealousy of Ayan and Mu Beiting.

The game was over, Mu Beiting couldn't wait to take him out of Su Xiangwan's arms and threw him aside.

He pulled Su Xiangwan into his arms, frowning and said: "I have told you that men have nothing good except me. You don't listen."

Su Xiangwan...

Well, man, a little carrot head over two years old.

Su Xiangwan stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips gently, and said softly, "Yes, Young Master Mu. Only you are the best in the world."

Only then did Mu Beiting's expression relax a bit, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said softly: "Late night, I love you."

It used to be, it is now, and it will be.

You are mine forever.

At this moment, Mu Beiting, who was busy swearing his sovereignty, obviously didn't expect his wife to keep it, but soft and soft has since then had a little tail that can't be shaken off.

"Sister...Yanyan!" Ayan took the soft hand and watched Mu Jinnian's milky voice.

Mu Jinnian frowned and said seriously: "Mine."

"Yanyan!"

"mine!"

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