Chapter 125: You are a rascal

Anyway, the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong.
No matter how Mo Boyuan doesn't like him, it is absolutely impossible for him to fall into such a state without being indifferent!
However, there is no way to know what the situation is.
What can be done is to avoid all known dangers first.
"Jiang listen to Xu, what are you thinking again?" the little man asked.
For a while today, Jiang Tingxu seemed to be stunned several times.
Jiang could not know that his son's observation ability was so strong.
"Well, just remember some things, not important."
"alright."
Do you want to be so mature?
The little Huahua on the side couldn't help looking at it, and finally stretched out the devil's grasp and touched the villain's head.
This action has long been expected in my heart.
But the result was not unexpected, he was completely disgusted, and he hummed unceremoniously.
Jiang listened to Xu comforting his son, and looked at Xiaohuahuadao:
"To his father, I can't say I believe it, and I can't say I don't believe it. Now, I only do what I think I should do!"
Well, protecting this kid is now the biggest wish!
Others are not that important!
Xiao Huahua squinted her eyes for a while, her face was clear:
"Ok, I should have guessed, what is the problem between you and your man!"
Regarding this argument, Jiang Tingxu did not deny anything, it was a tacit understanding.
Next, no one who had a tacit understanding brought up this topic again, bought the daily necessities upstairs, and went to the cashier to checkout.
Unexpectedly, it was filled with four big bags.
This would be fine, just stuff it in the trunk.
But when it comes back to the parking lot of the community, it is difficult.
Four bags, each bag is not light!
"Ningning, can you go by yourself? Mom and Aunt Huahua take things."
The little man held Jiang Tingxu's neck with both hands:
"No, Ningning will hug."
As he said, he circled his arms more and more vigorously, and his two short legs were also tight.
The typical kid plays rogue.
The corners of Xiao Huahua's eyes twitched several times, and said:
"I'll get it, sister, hold him."
"Don't, it's all heavy."
"It's important to you, not to me."
Several bags add up to less than 120 catties, right?
Back when I was training at the base, the things I had to resist every day were much heavier than this.
When Jiang heard what Xu wanted to say, he was talking and saw that Xiao Huahua had already lifted all four bags.
It seems that there is really no weight, no different from carrying a few bags of cotton.
In the elevator, Jiang Tingxu felt helpless, and gently pulled his son's ass:
"Are you a rascal?"
The kid pouted:
"Huh, that's right." Admit directly.
Anyway, it's enough to achieve the goal, isn't it a privilege that children only have?
Jiang Tingxu felt that at this point, he really didn't know who inherited his son?
After all, it seems that the father of himself and his children never had such a trait.
When she went upstairs, Xiao Huahua sent her mother and her son home first, and then picked out her own things and installed them. Of course, she still left two packets of potato chips intimately before leaving.
"I'll go up first, don't worry, now your home has been monitored all the way by me."
Ok?
"When did you pretend?"
Didn’t stay at home for ten minutes in total?
Xiao Huahua pointed to the door: "There are miniature cameras installed inside and outside. Today is not enough time. Tomorrow I will set up something in the elevator. In the future, as long as someone who is unfamiliar comes upstairs, I will be warned.