Chapter 324: Young child dyeing should be cultivated from childhood (3)

It’s really a headache for the two adults. Zhou Ruoyun and Xiao Xueqing have a good relationship with each other, and now they are neighbors, naturally they don’t want to see their children and each other. I don’t get along with each other, so I want to make the two little guys feel emotional.
Shen Mubai is a match, but he has been crushed by her since the day, looking at her eyes full of reluctance and grievances.
Just like now, the two are sitting on the same cartoon blanket, the other side is like a group of people who are facing her, a pair of things I don't want to play with you.
Shen Mubai swindled him like a little witch, "Zi Zi."
An Zikai sneaked up and looked at Xiao Xueqing and Zhou Ruoyun who were chatting on the sofa in the distance. They turned around a little, licked their mouths and said with milk, "What?"
Shen Mubai, "Hey..." She looked at the doll in her hand and raised the hand. "You don't play?"
An Ziyan glanced at the doll in her hand, shook her head, then turned her back, and lowered her head and didn't know what was banging.
Shen Mubai felt curious, then climbed to his side and wanted to see what the other party was playing.
The little Anzi squatted quietly, rubbing the hair on the blanket with the baby's fat hand, and the eyelashes rolled up again.
Shen Mubai couldn't help but laugh.
An Zikai seems to be surprised, and he took a nap. He turned to his body and turned to his body. "Don't come over, hehe."
Shen Mubai stunned his eyes and said, "But I want to play with you."
Anzi licked his mouth and made a sly, ambiguous. "I don't want to play with you."
Shen Mubai asked, "Why?"
Of course, a two-year-old child can't give anything. So, like it is like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it.
So Shen Mubai saw the little man licking his mouth and holding a packet of tears in his eyes. "Don't come over, hehe."
She was shocked and quickly yelled, "I am not coming." She quickly climbed a little, then whispered, "Well?"
An Ziyan looked up and then lowered it. There was a tear on the long, curled eyelashes, and the voice was soft and soft. "Okay."
Shen Mubai couldn’t help but sigh, it’s a crying bag.
Thinking of the need to correct it, she even wants to sigh, the so-called heavy and long-term, probably this is the case.
Compared with the children, Zhou Ruoyun seems to be a lot easier. The deeper the two people touch, the more they feel that they are late.
Xiao Xueqing is even more distressed by Zhou Ruoyun who is a single mother. Although her husband is busy at work, it is a complete home. After knowing that Zhou Ruoyun himself took the children, he decided to travel frequently.
So in the nap, in order to cultivate the feelings of the two little guys, they planned to let them take a nap together.
An Ziyan’s eyes were filled with tears, and he was so grievous that he cried, but he thought of his mother’s jealousy, and he sucked his nose and tried to tear his tears back.
With the closure of the door, Shen Mubai and his big eyes narrowed his eyes.
An Zikai turned the little quilt and turned his face, and his face was full of grievances.
Shen Mubai, "Hey."
She thought about it, but she didn't have to be annoying in the past, so she whispered in the distance, "Hey, what do you like?"
An Zikai didn't want to care about her, but when she thought of her mother, she still licked her mouth and said, "Cake."
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