Chapter 390: Small dumplings fighting with flesh

In the Prince’s House, there is no such thing as a small group. It’s hard to say that if Zhang and the wife have a child, then it’s too petal. I usually hold it and shake it, as long as he is awake, almost never alone in a small bed, all of them are held by others. Today, Zhang Zhang said that the child should be able to sit, Ling Jingxuan I really realized that he didn’t seem to turn over. For this reason, regardless of other people, especially those who had control of the younger brothers, when he was eating at noon, Ling Jingxuan would still awake him in the crib. They are allowed to hold on.
"Hmm... um..."
I don’t know if the smell of the food is sucking, or the sound of the collision of the dishes attracts the attention of the small dumplings lying alone in the crib. The little guy who was lying on the bed and sucking his right index finger is twisting, but only I can see their figure, nothing else can be seen, the little guy is obviously not satisfied, and the squirming body wants to turn over, but because there is too much meat on the body, the little guy can’t turn it in half. It was stuck, and the small buttocks that were raised high shook forward.
"What happened to him?"
The big buns who are preparing to eat, holding the chopsticks, strangely look at the younger brother not far away. After he said that everyone’s eyes turned around and realized what he was doing, Yan’s chopsticks stick out in the air. In the middle, Si Kong was slightly dumbfounded, even Xue Yuyang was full of strange, Ling Jingxuan was helpless, he knew it would be like this.
"Does the little troup want to turn over? I will help him."
The little steamed buns dropped the chopsticks and wanted to run over. Ling Jingxuan put his cover on his head and pulled him back: "Help me, don't go, let him turn it."
Just because they are too petty, he will not turn over for six months, and he is getting fat.
"But the little troup is uncomfortable!"
The little buns don’t follow, and the mouth is full of unhappy protests. Is he also very painful to his brother? "It’s hard to suffer, who makes him lazy. He ate and slept in the past few months, and he had to raise the meat. It should also make him lose weight and lose weight."
The protest was ineffective. Ling Jingxuan was not ready to be used to him any more. The big buns next to him frowned. Yan Ruirui was obviously dissatisfied, but he did not dare to resist the wife, and the peach eyes could only look distressed. Already with the small dumplings on his body, he quietly cheered him up, the little corps did not cry, squirming his buttocks all over his body, his mouth was not idle, and his strange shouts intermittently.
"Hmm... um..."
"Small corps come on, come over!"
"Small dumplings come on..."
Everyone couldn’t take care of it. Everyone’s attention was placed on the small corps on the crib. Several small buns also cheered him in the same way. Looking at the look of the squatting, Ling Jingxuan’s face could not help but climb. On the last few smiles, the face of the white-and-white flesh of the small family was flushed because of the hard work. Hearing the sound of the brothers’ cheers, the little guy looked up at them and looked at them with a small mouth and cried. Come out, Yan Ruirui and the buns are so distressed, they all want to rush to pick him up, but they haven’t waited for them to feel distressed. The little corps that was going to cry again turned their faces and screamed and struggled with the flesh of their own body. .
"Haha."
Yan Ruirui and his son suddenly looked like a face, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but smile and make you feel bad. Now, I know that there are no consciences in the meat dumplings.
"Hmm, ah."
After some hard work, the small corps is finally going to be completely sideways. When you look at it, you will turn over. Who knows that he was discouraged and laughed at this time, and then...
"bump"
"Hey..."
The whole person lay back again, and the effort in front of him was announced in vain. It seemed to be something that was realized. The little guy cried out with a sad heart. The first time he turned over, he declared his failure with too much flesh.
"Haha."
This time, Yan Yurui and his father and son did not dare to easily feel the little liar, and the expression on the face should be more entangled and tangled. Xue Wuyang Sikong and others laughed more than an exaggeration. Ling Jingxuan helplessly sighed and got up and prepared to hug. He comforted and appeased, who knows...
"Hmm..."
The next second, the little guy's crying disappeared again. Instead, it was the grunt of trying to turn over. Ling Jingxuan immediately turned black and said that he was a small bastard. It was really right. He was really worried about him.
"唔唔-"
This time it’s the turn of Yan Ruirui’s father and son to sneer, but it’s too strong to take a picture of someone’s strength. They don’t dare to laugh too exaggerated. The father and son are all laughing and snickering. Even so, they still get Ling Jingxuan. An extremely unhappy eye, a few people and fathers quietly exchanged a look, tacitly bowed his head, only the rest of his shoulders twitched.
"When you want to laugh, you laugh, don't you feel bad?"
The struggle of the meat dumplings continued. Ling Jingxuan took up the dishes and didn't have a good look. He smiled and endured a very hard work. He was so depressed that he poked the white rice in the bowl.
"Haha."
The voice fell, with Yan Ruirui as the head, and all the fathers and sons laughed and laughed, and the Xuequan Yang Sikong and the Fujun Wang three who had been restrained were finally laughed out of control.
"啪啪啪"
"Ah."
I don’t know when the small squad that struggled with my flesh in the crib stopped, and twisted my head and looked at them. The two little hands slaped joyfully, and they made a happy voice in their mouths. It’s like yelling at them with Yan Ruirui. They made Ling Jingxuan so funny and angry that he couldn’t wait to slap on his little ass.
"China King!"
Just as the family laughed because of the small group, Yan Xiaohua hurriedly walked in from the outside, everyone just held back the smile, Ling Jingxuan just wanted to greet him to eat, but he saw him squinting toward Sikong, standing Condensed in front of him: "Hey, come back to the county palace with me, I have something to tell you."
His expression looked very serious. Even the little buns looked at him curiously. Sikong, who was smiling happily, turned his head and looked at him. He subconsciously said: "What must I go back and say? I If you don't want to go back, just say it here."
When he returned to the county palace, he would think of a few women in the backyard. He could bear it before. He saw Yan Yirui’s one-on-one love. Now he thinks about all kinds of unhappiness, let alone the same one. The eaves are down.
"It's very important, in short, you come with me."
After all, Yan Xiaohua grabbed his hand and pulled him up. Sikong’s eyebrows wrinkled and struggled to open him: "Let's go, I won't go back!"
"Hey!"
Yan Xiaohua’s voice can’t help but rise up. Jun’s face is difficult to cover up. But as long as he thinks about the bitterness he has eaten for him in these years, he doesn’t dare to be too strong. Sikong is also a temper. The more he is, the more he I don't want to go with him. The two of them are squatting at each other. No one is allowed. Yan Shangqing looks at him. The round eyes are filled with a little fear, just as he prepares to slide down the stool and call them.
"Sorry!"
"Ah... Yan Xiaohua, what are you doing? Let me down, Yan Xiaohua, your soul..."
Can't wait for him to go with him, Yan Xiaohua rushed to him and turned him around on his shoulders. Everyone couldn't help but look at the stupid eyes. The curse of Sikong was long and constant. His accompanying room was originally going to be on. Before he saved him, he was stunned by Xue Wuyang’s cold eyes, and everyone could only watch them let them disappear into their sights.
"Father, father"
Yan Shangqing's scorpion slid down and chased two steps. The eyes were covered with crystal tears. Even if he was younger, he knew that normal couples should not be like fathers and fathers.
"Shang Qing, don't worry, Hua brother is playing with his brother."
The big buns ran over to comfort him, and the little buns and iron dolls followed: "Yes, Shang Qing, I used to see the father and the princes entering the house. They said that it is good, and the brother is My brother is definitely also."
Although they seem to have some wrong postures, but the small buns are decisively neglected, don't you hold them, almost!
"really?"
Tears and staring at them, Yan Shangyun whimpered and asked, his eyes are a little red, he knows that his father and father are different, at least not the same as Huang Shugong and Ling Shu, but the father said that he is the father Oh, my father used to tell him how much he liked his father. Before he met Ling Shu, he thought that the husband and wife were like that. After they knew Ling Shu, he felt wrong, even though he himself. I don't know where it is wrong. Anyway, he just thinks that the father and the father should be like the uncle and the uncle, instead of bickering. Now, when you look at the father and the father, he will be more worried.
"Well, really, don't believe you ask."
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Adults should not worry about children. Shang Qing is sensitive. If he has the opportunity, he has to remind him a few words. If there is a misunderstanding, he will solve it early. This is not good for them. It seems to be the beginning. He also supported the Secretary to dry and dry someone.
"Ok."
Uncle Ling will not lie to him. Yan Shangqing nodded his head. The big buns took him down and placed him next to him. It was unavoidable that he continued to feel uncomfortable. He took the chopsticks and gave him a dish: "Let's eat soon." When we slept for a nap, maybe they would come back, and Shang Qing’s sleep with me today?
I have to say that the big buns really look like brothers, and they are all very fond of the younger brothers. Forgotten, he himself was only six years old.
"woman."
He likes to take care of his brother in particular. Naturally, there is no reason to refuse. The little buns also look up and scream: "I will sleep with you."
"And I."
How did you get the iron doll at this time?
"Well, let's sleep together, eat fast, eat the rice, let's go to the wolf, they will sleep after playing."
"Hmm..."
Under the call of the big buns, several little guys sat in their respective seats and finally began to eat. Ling Jingxuan shook his head with a funny smile. He took a look at the door and turned his head to exchange with Yan Ruirui to see Yan Xiaohua’s look. Is it necessary to solve the problem between them?