Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

Grandma told him that he must find a way to make them "talk together very happily."

Well, grandma also said that the idea of ​​having a happy conversation is to let Mommy talk to Uncle Hehe all the time.

Li Wan stared at the little milk dumpling's "suppressed" face, thoughtfully.

This little milk dumpling was designated to be bought.

Li Wan's mood suddenly became bad at this moment.

There is an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

The little milk dumpling smashed his mouth, racking his brains and came up with an extremely boring question:

"Mummy Mommy, Uncle Hehe and little baby, who do you like better~"

Li Wan: "You." Silly boy, do you still have to think about it?

"Then why is it not Uncle Hehe?"

The little guy blinked peachy eyes and looked innocent.

Li Wan: "..."

"Mummy and He... who do you like?" Li Wan pointed at Yan Heming who was driving, and threw the same question back.

The little milk dumpling said without thinking: "Of course it's Mommy~" The tone was very proud.

"Then why isn't it him?" Li asked one step closer later.

The driver Yan, who concentrated on driving with his gun lying down for no reason: "..."

Help, where did I provoke you!

Why should I be the proposition, Li Wan, you have no heart!

"Well…"

Listening to Li Wan's question, Xiao Tuanzi's small face was tangled.

"Because, because..."

The two black eyebrows of the small milk dumpling were twisted into caterpillars, and she pressed her small mouth, without saying a word.

Little friend Li Ze couldn't tell why, but in his heart, Mommy is the most important thing.

If there is a mommy option, choose mommy.

"Li night, Li Ze is still so young, how do you understand this?" Yan Heming chuckled lightly, and faintly relieved Xiao Tuanzi.

Li Wan also laughed, a little helpless.

Yes, the little milk dumplings are so small, how can they understand these complicated feelings?

The little guy heard Yan Heming speak for him, and immediately thanked him sweetly: "Thank you, Uncle Hehe~"

"Mommy, Uncle Hehe is fine~"

Yan Heming: "..." Can you let me go? Your mommy started to squeeze her fists.

Uncle can't beat her!

The carriage was quiet for two seconds, a bit strange.

"Did you reach an agreement with your grandma?" Li Wan tilted his head, with some suspicion in his tone.

Li Ze: Mommy is so smart, she guessed it!

"That's not it!"

The little milk dumpling pursed his mouth, biting his scalp to quibble.

Li Wan poked the little guy in the head unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "I've got a lot of skills, and want to hide it from me?"

"Did grandma promise to buy you a Lego toy?"

Li Ze: Mommy, why did you guess right again!

The expression of the little guy in his arms changed again.

Li Wan knew that she was right.

"No." The little boy was obviously lacking in confidence.

He was keenly aware that Li Wan was upset.

"Li Ze, I will ask you one last time," Li Wan's voice fell completely cold:

"What do grandma ask you to do."

The little milk dumplings curled their necks, some resembling ostriches, seeming to escape.

Li Wan seldom called his name, only when he was angry would he call it so solemnly.

But he is very good, rarely mischievous, and rarely irritates Li Wan.

Little milk dumplings don't understand what he did wrong.

"Li Wan, you..." Yan Heming couldn't bear to see the appearance of the little milk group being reprimanded.

"Shut up, drive, starve to death, don't you know!"

I'm irritable and late, open online!

Yan Heming: "..." I am obviously innocent.

Looking at the silent little bastard, Li Wan was so angry that all his patience was exhausted.

In the next second, the little milk dumpling was put in a child safety chair by her.

"Sit by yourself!"

Li Wan's expression was a little dark, and his tone was slightly fierce, and Li Ze was frightened all of a sudden.

Does Mommy dislike him anymore?

"Mummy..."

The little milk dumpling was a little flustered, her eyes flickered, the corners of her mouth curled, and her tender face was stained with pity.

"Mum, why don't you hug baby anymore..."

The little milk dumpling softly chirped and stretched out to pull Li Wan's hand.

"Mummy doesn't like children who lie." Li Wan explained with her lips pressed.

She was still a little angry and very annoyed.

Maybe it's not angry, it's more sad.

Little milk dumplings helped Wanjiao match her and Yan Heming, which made Li Wan a little frustrated.

This feeling is too weak, like being isolated.

Very depressing, she doesn't like it.

Wan Jiao and Wang Xueting had been busy all day long to match him with Yan Heming.

After all, the older generation hopes that she has a good family and that she is happy, which is kind.

She can understand, and she can be patient and listen to their nagging.

But why let Li Ze blend in.

He is only four years old.

Li Wan minded this very much.

My favorite milk bun is not in the same camp as me.

Also lied to myself.

The old mother's heart is riddled with holes.

Obviously her little cutie is not like this.

Hearing Li Wan said that she didn't like children who lied, Li Ze was completely panicked.

Under Li Wan's solemn expression, the little milk dumpling casts the corners of his mouth and whispered to admit his mistake:

"Mummy, I'm sorry, baby knows it was wrong."

The little guy's peach blossom eyes contained some shining water mist, and he stared at Li Wan blinking, his eyes were pitiful.

This look is really distressing.

"Mummy, baby will be obedient in the future, don't be angry, okay~"

"Mummy, forgive little baby, okay."

Having said that, the little guy has already contracted a cry.

The thin voice trembled, causing Li Wan's heart to tremble a few times.

A pair of eyes are filled with two bays of mountain springs, which seem to pour out in the next second.

But the little guy pressed his lips tightly and didn't let the water in his eyes flow out.

If he shed tears, if Mommy doesn't coax him, he will cry more fiercely.

What if Mommy doesn't like it if she cries ugly, like little warm sister, with her nose and tears.

If Mommy coaxes him...

Little milk dumpling thought, then he would cry more fiercely.

Because Mommy is not willing to make him cry when she is so angry, but he is so bad.

"Mummy, what you said, you won't want little baby."

The little guy was really frightened, his little hand clinging to the seat belt tightly.

I wanted to reach out to Li Wan, but didn't dare.

Li Wan's eyes were complicated, and his heart was a little moved.

She was cruel and continued: "Do you know what's wrong?"

"You should not listen to grandma, you should not lie to mommy, and you should not help Uncle Hehe to speak nice things."

Yan Heming: "..." Why is there me again?

Li Wan pressed his eyebrows, was silent for a few seconds, and finally sighed helplessly.

"You still have to listen to what your grandma said, but you can't lie."

"I know to provoke~" The little guy's voice became dumb, and the teardrops in his eyes were about to run out.

In the next second, Li Wan sullen his face, stretched out his hand, and hugged the small dumpling back into his arms.

She couldn't see the little guy with tears in his eyes.

My heart is going to hurt to death.