The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

He just ordered to play, and he rushed towards the dormitory in a hurry.

Xiaobai and Xiaole are almost the same height, he just hugged Xiaole in a completely bewildered manner, while Xiaole was still struggling in his arms: "Xiaobai, you stink, you stink, let go I'm coming down."

Xiaobai just vomited for a long time, so it was naturally fresh and not going anywhere.

"What's the matter?" He put down his sister a little silly, his head was still dizzy at this moment, and many stars were spinning above his head.

As soon as Xiao Le stood firm, he pushed Xiao Bai's face away with a small slap: "Don't spit on me, it stinks to death, I'm going to rescue my mother from the fire, do you want to go with me?"[

Xiao Le put his hands on his hips, and stared at Xiao Bai with a gritted face, Xiao Bai had no choice but to take two steps back.

"Are you going? Xiaobai, let me tell you, if you don't come with me, when mother has a few younger brothers and sisters in the future, she won't even have a position as big as the eye of a needle in father's heart. Say, do you want to stop me?"

Listening to Xiao Le's words, Murong Jue immediately understood why Tian Junhao, who had always doted on his daughter, changed his temper and threw Xiao Le to Xiao Bai like a fly.

He held his mouth shut and smirked in his heart. These two children have more than four-year-old IQs.

He shook his head and sighed secretly, Tianjun, with such two children, you will still suffer in the future.

He turned around and left gracefully. His family's Yiyi seemed delicious too. Thinking about it, he quickened his pace.

But Xiaobai pulled Xiaole to prevent her from doing damage, anyway, he would not be favored, he wished that his father would have another younger brother to distract him, maybe he wouldn't even have to be a prince by then, so he would Wave your hands and applaud.

"Smelly Xiaobai, let me go, let me go, hum, I hate you, Xiaobai, I hate you!"

In the palace full of singing birds and fragrant flowers, Xiao Le's tender voice echoed.

As long as Tian Junhao can't hear it, it's fine, he is holding An Ying right now, and he is enjoying himself very happily.

"Husband, this dress is so difficult to wear. It's layered on top of each other. I really want to wear short sleeves!"

The next day, An Ying was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, fiddling with her new dress, but she couldn't wear it well, it was much more troublesome than the ordinary dress Mu Yuxing bought for her.