About the fact that my opening elf is Little Nebula

After learning what happened to the Chen family, Song Xiaorou, who was abroad, suddenly felt refreshed.

Without her mother's advice, she knew how to swipe her mother's card to buy gifts and send them to Lu Qingqing and Dapengpeng as a thank you to Lu Qingqing for speaking out on Weibo, while continuing to maintain a good relationship.

Lu Qingqing couldn't help but smile after receiving several sets of children's clothing, toys and two rare leather Hermès bags.

Song Xiaorou, who is generous with her actions, is very cute!

Fu Yisheng was walking around the house with her son in her arms. He turned around and saw the smile on her face, "If you like it, I can buy you some and bring them back after get off work tomorrow, or we can go shopping together in the evening."

"Don't!" Lu Qingqing received a lot of brand-name bags for her birthday last year and for Christmas. Song Xiuluan alone gave them five or six. Zhao Lin had all of them. There was no space left in the private room, so she had to Instead of packing up a new room specifically for storing bags, "Song Xiaorou has always been envious of the watch my dad gave me earlier. Please remember to remind me to buy a new one for her on her birthday."

She, Lu Qingqing, never takes advantage of others!

Of course, family members are not included. She can hardly afford to return gifts like those given by her parents and in-laws.

Fu Yisheng responded casually, "Hug your son first. Why is he always gibbering today?"

The almost ten-month-old baby was not well-behaved at all. He danced around in his father's arms and showed a very irritable look. When his mother looked over, he suddenly closed his eyes, opened his mouth wide and began to cry.

The tears flowed very quickly, and the tonsils in the throat were exposed as the tears rolled down.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Lu Qingqing quickly put down her bag and toys, washed her hands and sanitized her hands and came out. The little guy cried even harder. He stretched out his hand towards Lu Qingqing, and immediately stopped crying when he reached her arms. He put his two little hands around her neck. , tight. ?

Seeing this, Fu Yisheng, who was sweating after coaxing him, laughed angrily, "You only like mom, right?"

Dapengpeng answered him babblingly.

Lu Qingqing held up her baby son's butt with one hand, and reached into his back collar with the other to touch his back, "He's really been a little difficult to handle recently. He's naughty and disobedient. He cries at the top of his lungs all the time. He rolls over and rolls over and crawls very neatly. When my mother plays with him, I can’t catch him as soon as I put him down.”

Dapengpeng blinked his big innocent eyes and patted his mother's fragrant and soft face with his little hands, "Mom!"

The enunciation is clear and very crisp.

Fu Yisheng was extremely jealous. She leaned in front of her son's little face and said, "I have been calling my son mom since he was seven or eight months old. What about my dad? Why can't I call him daddy yet? Come on, little baby, learn from daddy and call him daddy." Dad! Dad!"

"Ah!" Dapengpeng said loudly, his two big tearful eyes rolling around.

Amid Lu Qingqing's laughter, Fu Yisheng pretended to spank him, "You want to be my father? No way!"

Dapengpeng smiled along with his mother, grinning, revealing six baby teeth, innocent and cute.

After dinner, Lu Qingqing and Fu Yisheng played with their son in the baby room.

The ground is covered with thick milky white climbing mats. They are specially customized and made of environmentally friendly materials that are harmless to the human body. They are printed with patterns of various animals, plants, fruits, and cars. They are colorful and very colorful.

Fu Yisheng put Pengpeng on the mat, while Lu Qingqing moved the toy basket and took out all the toys that were disinfected every day.

Without exception, the colors are bright, the materials are safe, and there are no sharp or hard things.

The little guy sat firmly, took a strawberry-shaped toy from his mother's hand, put it in his mouth, bit it, and threw it to the ground, letting the toy bounce back in place, clapping his hands and giggling.

Soon, Fu Ying and Qin Wanyang came over to join in the fun.