The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 442 The Sleeping Face Is Strange [3]

In Xiang's living room, time froze for a few seconds. Under the collective gaze of his wife, children, and son-in-law, Xiang Lu's old face turned red, then purple, purple...and blue again.

In other words, he already knew how proud he was of his handsome appearance back then, but he would slap him in the face for the rest of his life.

Looking around for a while, he slowly pushed and leaned towards his wife.

"Hehehe... Wife, the children are watching, can you forget about the old things?"

Xiang Taida's tiger touched her husband's handsome face and smiled tactfully, "It's easy to say!"

"Mom, did our dad really have 99 exes when he was young?" Xiang Jian was very interested in this question.

These 99 predecessors' stalks are like a demon haunting Xiang Lv.

Whenever my wife mentions this in public, I am very annoyed.

But because of the serious mistakes he made when he was young, he only dared to be angry and dared not speak up.

But, it's okay to scold the stinky boy at home a few times, "See you! Shut up, you boy!"

"Dad, if you do it, you do it! A man must be brave!" Xiang Zhengxi is also a good person, and climbed higher along the younger brother's ladder, "And we are all very fortunate——"

Xiang Jiabao blinked his watery eyes, and asked blankly, "What are you lucky about?"

"Our mother is amazing! If it weren't for my mother's bravery and skill in controlling her husband...you don't think there are three of us, right?"

"Zhengxi... my sister is very disappointed! If you bully Dad like this again, I won't be polite!"

The Xiang family's twin babies were clever and careless since they were young, and even teased their father when they grew up.

Don't even look at the occasion.

The little princess is a pure little white rabbit, and she is always afraid that her own brain will laugh at her because of this incident.

The little face was already flushed red.

Xiang Jiabao caressed her forehead, and told her father's romantic past in front of her husband, she really wanted to punch her two younger brothers unconscious.

"A gift, right, wife? No problem, I'll say hello to Junchen—" Xiang Lu took out his mobile phone and called Bo Junchen.

When they were young, their best friends really had wonderful private lives, like his kind who took his pregnant ex to the obstetrics and gynecology department for abortion, and then saw the obstetrics and gynecologist...

I'm afraid there is no second one.

"Hey! My old uncle is really weird. He picked and chose, and finally chose a little girl to be my aunt. Not to mention, he even went to Bo's hotel to open the room!"

"Sister, this is our uncle! Let's not disturb them to eat delicacies from mountains and seas tonight! Brother-in-law, are you going to go home tonight?" Xiang Jian turned around and took out the chess box from the small wooden table, "How about Go home, let's play two rounds tonight."

Qu Jimeng lowered his burning face, "You really dare to laugh at me?... After two rounds, I will accompany you to the end. You think I've been useless in the army for a few years, right?"

Then you kid underestimated your brother-in-law!

Where did Qu Jimeng want to go home and guard the empty room, even if he was acting with two actors at Xiang's house, it would be more fun.

Several teenagers surrounded the chessboard, but their ears were pricked up.

"Honey, I told the gentleman and minister that my brother wants to stay at the Rose Hotel for a few nights, so he can stay as he pleases!"

Xiang Jiabao quietly looked back at his parents, only to hear his mother laughing, "I think you should hurry up and think about what wedding gift to give him!"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Xiang Lv wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and kissed his wife's charming face.

The hero's aura instantly revived with full blood.

"Xiang Jianyi! Make dinner!"

"What? Why me again? Xiang Zhengxi is idle, let him do it! And my sister is also idle—"

Immediately, Xiang Zhai was arguing endlessly, whether it was lively or not.

(End of this chapter)