Chapter 1154: Passionate Love 【57】

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Returning to Rong Mansion, when I thought about the ups and downs, An Ning was on a business trip.
He took off his suit jacket and put it on his shoulders with his hands in his suit trouser pockets. Xie Jun's face was shockingly beautiful under the crystal lamp.
Also stunned, there is Rong Xiaoshuai.
He sat on the carpet and played with the building blocks, Jiang Peihua was watching TV, and Mr. Rong practiced calligraphy in the bookstore upstairs.
With one less person, the family felt deserted a lot.
Hearing the footsteps, Jiang Peihua didn't raise his head: "You are back."
"Huh." Rong Shao's voice was dull, and he took a few strides to sit on the sofa and looked at his son, ignoring himself, and couldn't help but stretch his feet and kicked slightly on his little ass.
"Rong Xiaoshuai, didn't you see your dad come back?"
The young handsome helplessly made a sweating action, "It's annoying."
Rong Shao stared, holding him by the collar and carrying him into his arms, "Who did you learn this sentence from?"
"Learn from Ma Ma." Young handsome (⊙o⊙).
Rong Shao angry, "Who bothers your mother?!"
Don't die, his women dare to provoke, and get bored?
The young master had good virtues that the child could not lie, and the chubby fingers pointed at him.
Rong Shao pointed at himself and chuckled: "You said me? I'm annoying your mother? No, your mother said I'm annoying? By the way, Rong Xiaoshuai, who taught you to lie at a young age? Hold your hand out and beat your palm!"
"Grandma~" the young handsome coquettishly moved rescuers.
Jiang Peihua stretched his hand, snatched his grandson back into his arms, and glared at his son by the way, "Who allows you to beat my baby grandson? Dare to hit his little palm, you want to be beaten?"
Rong Shao pulled his tie and howled: "Mom, you are partial!"
Jiang Peihua didn't seem to hear his howling. He glanced at the time on his own, reached out his hand and touched his head, and put the handsome into his arms. "It's not too early to go and take a shower. Coax him to sleep."
"You can't wash yourself in a man's bath, are you ashamed, eh?" Rong Shao looked at the little meat ball in his arms with contempt, hugging him proudly, and went upstairs while despising.
Jiang Peihua made a loud noise in the living room. Although he was a mother, he had to vomit: "Rong Yan, are you still more naive?"
In the bathroom, Rong Shao was putting bath water, foaming with the bath liquid, and rushed to the little guy standing on the side: "Take yourself off and walk over."
The little guy said very seriously: "Mama baths are all mammoth!"
"I'm not your mother, coquettishness is useless to me. Take it off, and the chirping ones will not wash."
The handsome young man's ruddy little mouth grunted and reluctantly raised his short arm to lift his clothes. The little arm of this small arm could take off the clothes easily. The clothes were stuck in his head and could not be taken off.
He was anxious: "Oops!"
"Haha..."
Rong Shao sat on the edge of the bathtub, watching him anxiously go around like a small top, laughing consciencelessly.
"(╯^╰)!" The handsome man sat on the floor with his buttocks still, and his head was covered with clothes, and his belly was white and dangling.
"I'm angry?" Rong Shao smiled, reached out and hugged him to his lap, and released his hand. He never forgot to teach: "How can a man be so small, like a little girl."
"(╯^╰)!"
Taking off his clothes, he was put into the bathtub, and Rong Shao wet his towel to wash his face. The soft towel rubbed his meaty cheeks badly, and the whole face was almost deformed.