The ... third leg.

Shi Yan felt a chill down his spine, and his legs tightened, worrying about their husband's future.

But Mr., a wife slave, should not be in such danger.

Huo Xi smiled, "Grandpa, I will not give you such a chance."

Grandpa laughed out loud, "That's right, you're not bad, you have the demeanor of my youth, I think you are more like my own than my six sons."

Li Zhiyu had always heard of Huo Xishen's name before, this kid was able to create a world in a short period of time, he was a rare genius.

He quite appreciates it.

Unexpectedly, one day, this kid turned into his grandson-in-law.

"When you bring Qingqing back next time, Grandpa will have a good drink with you."

"No problem, I will accompany you to the end."

"Okay, wife, you've been playing outside for so long, it's time for us to go home."

The old man stretched out his hand to hold Li Wanning's hand. Li Wanning smiled sweetly, like a girl, and her face was filled with happiness.

"Well, go home."

Li Wanning looked at Su Qing and Song Shiwei reluctantly, she was most worried about her old sister.

Children have children's world.

Have children's joy.

But she is alone...

"Wei Wei, don't wait for me to leave and cry secretly like you did when you were a child."

Song Shiwei smiled with tears in his eyes, "Why am I so old, why cry? It's not like we won't see each other anymore, so go home with your husband. I'm here, so don't worry too much about it."

She nodded slightly, "Yes."

Li Zhiyu took his wife's hand and patted it, "Wife, there is a blessing in the winter moon in the world, and the fallen leaves and the wind will meet again. Don't be too sad."

Li Wan stared at him.

"Only you have culture."

Song Shi waved his hand slightly, "Let's go, I won't send it off."

She turned around and went in, and the moment she stepped into the living room, tears still couldn't be held back and fell down.

Mountains and rivers will always meet again.

do not.

old sister.

……

The night was thick and foggy, everyone in the family dispersed, and the old lady went back to her room early to rest.

When Cheng Jia went upstairs, she whispered in Huo Bao'er's ear: "Little Bao'er, go back to the room and wash up, wait for me."

After returning to the bedroom, Huo Bao'er took a shower immediately, and she put on the newly bought underwear and lay obediently under the quilt waiting for him to come.

Before lying down, she specially sprayed perfume on the bed.

The top notes are fragrant and soft, and the back notes are mixed with a hint of charm and seduction.

I don't know if he will like it.

Although it was not the first time for the two of them, Huo Bo'er was still a little nervous. She squeezed the corner of the quilt and listened to the movement outside.

Why hasn't he come yet?

After an unknown amount of time, she heard the sound of the door closing with a click, and Huo Bao'er got out of the bed and looked in the direction of the door.

this look.

It almost cost Huo Boer half his life.

Her heart started beating wildly, and her heart was also roaring crazily.

Uncle Jia!

You are too much! ! ! !

Actually playing the game of uniform temptation.

She pulled the quilt and buried her head in it. Cheng Jia pulled the quilt away, and the moonlight outside the window fell on the little girl's face. Her fair skin seemed to be covered with a thin layer of rouge, so fresh and tender that people couldn't help it. Want to have a bite.

"Hide what?"

"Uncle Jia, if you're like this, I'm... a bit hypoxic."

Cheng Jia's eyes fell on her, and he smiled and said, "Little brat, did you change your style today?"

The underwear used to be pink and tender.

Nowadays.

black, lace, tulle...

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