Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1533 Don't lie, you know?

"Great!" Chu Yixiu couldn't hide his excitement.

Chu Yue's transfer back to the capital is like adding wings to a tiger for him and Chu Shaohua!

Chu Shaohua was also happy. He understood that it was probably because Chu Zhong had slapped Chu Yue's palm in front of everyone, so he made up for it.

But, who cares?

As long as the result is what they want, that's enough!
Thinking of how favored the little girl is, Chu Shaohua couldn't help but feel sorry for Chu Wenhuo!

It was also a great-grandson, and the first child of Yan Yiren was supposed to be the eldest great-grandson, but he died young.

The eldest great-grandson naturally became Chu Wenhuo, and Chu Qiao's little baby was favored even more than Chu Wenhuo, it was simply unreasonable!

Hasn't the presidential palace always paid attention to the order of the old and the young? !

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Young Master Chu came out of the bedroom, ready to find the little one.

I went to her children's room, but I didn't see anyone, and I went to Mengmeng's bedroom, but I still didn't see the nephew and uncle.

So he closed the door, turned and went downstairs.

In the hall, Qi Fenghe and Chu Zhong had gone to rest, leaving only Mengmeng and Xiaogan sitting on the sofa.

To be precise, Xiaogan sat on Mengmeng's lap, grabbed his T-shirt with infinite grievances and asked, "Uncle, when will Mom think of Xiaogan?"

"Soon, let's wait for your mother to recover, shall we?"

"Ok."

The little one was sensible for only three seconds, and asked again: "Uncle, can you make mom think of the little one tomorrow?"

Mengmeng felt that her head was getting bigger, so she shifted her attention in time, "Does your back still hurt? Where's your head? Does your head feel any pain?"

Xiaogan shook his head for a while, then flattened his mouth: "It hurts a little."

still hurt?

Mengmeng didn't dare to be negligent, picked her up and walked out: "Uncle will take you to the medical center."

Xiaogan's voice trembled, his eyes froze: "Would you... need an injection?"

"Ok!"

Xiaogan sniffed, and pitifully bumped his head into his arms: "Small, Xiaoxiaogan feels dizzy from needles..."

"Hahaha..." Meng Shao laughed wildly.

Xiaogan is still pushing into his arms, moaning and whimpering just because he doesn't want to go to the doctor.

"what happened?"

Young Master Chu made a sound in time, Mengmeng turned around when she heard the sound, and raised her eyebrows: "Brother, are you down?"

The little boy immediately raised his head and stretched out his hand to be hugged by Young Master Chu, his little face flushed red with anxiety: "Dad, give a hug to Dad!"

Master Chu picked her up as he said, and Xiaogan immediately hugged his neck firmly, pouted and looked at Mengmeng: "Small, Xiaogan doesn't give injections."

"Doesn't your head hurt?"

The eyeballs rolled around in a circle: "Okay, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

"Little liar." Young Master Chu pinched her cheek, "You are not allowed to lie, you understand?"

The little one nodded dejectedly, "The little one made a mistake, I'm sorry."

"Forgive you."

Holding her to sit on the sofa, Young Master Chu was in a daze for a moment, the little chubby hand waved back and forth in front of his eyes without blinking his eyes.

The little guy turned his head and asked Mengmeng: "Uncle, what's wrong with Dad?"

Mengmeng doesn't know what Young Master Chu is thinking, could it be that Yan Yiren's condition has worsened?

Judging by his gloomy face, the situation must not be optimistic.

Right now, Yan Yiren regards Chu Wenhuo as her little bun who died young, and the one who hurts the most is the little heart.

This poor little guy has always been held in the palm of his mother's hand. Where has he ever been treated like this?

(End of this chapter)