Agent Evil Concubine

Chapter 571 Who Is God (2)
"Okay, I was wrong! I shouldn't have wronged Xiao'er, Xiao'er didn't grab the bamboo fan at all, because..."

Hearing the eloquent Shangguan Ningyue confuse black and white, the corners of his mouth twitched, and Ye Yifeng, who was speechless to refute, simply framed himself.

"This bamboo fan originally belonged to Xiao'er. I borrowed Xiao'er's bamboo fan before, but I forgot to return it because of my bad memory. Xiao'er just took back her own thing!"

Hearing Ye Yifeng's self-defaming words, Xuanyuanyan and his wife laughed "puchi", continued to bow their heads, and enjoyed the sumptuous breakfast at the table.

On Ye Yifeng's side, he just finished framing himself.

Among the other carved chairs, the image of Wuhen holding the second baby in his arms, the image of being as elegant as a fairy is gone forever, and the beautiful face is full of sad expressions.

"Help! Yue'er, Yan, take a quick look at your Sleeper. She knows I'm a clean freak, but she still washes my neck with fried dough sticks."

The second baby, who has become addicted to sleepiness, was originally nestled in Wuhen's arms, "bajibaji" eating fried dough sticks.

It's just that the fritters were less than half eaten, and the second baby, who was sleepy again, held the remaining half of the fritters between his pink lips, leaned his head against Wuhen's shoulder, and fell asleep instantly.

The little head was pillowed against Wuhen's shoulder, and the other end of the half fried dough stick held between the tender pink lips of the second baby happened to rest against Wuhen's neck.

Er Baobao's little head moved slightly, and the fried dough sticks naturally moved accordingly.With a slight movement of the fried dough stick, the oil on Wuhen's neck increased a lot.

The right half of the neck was continuously "washed" by the oil from the fried dough sticks. This made Wuhen, who has always had a serious cleanliness obsession, not go crazy, so crazy that he wanted to cry?
Without even looking at Wuhen, he put a piece of crispy and delicious cucumber in sweet sauce into his beloved wife's cherry red lips, and Xuanyuanyan taught Wuhen a way.

"The deep-fried dough stick is held in the mouth by Sleeper. If you don't want the oil from the deep-fried dough stick to stain your clean neck, just stretch your hands forward and throw my Sleeper on the ground!"

The sleeping child who is fragrant and dreamy is as sweet as a little angel.

As an uncle, he is too late to love Sleeper, how could he be willing to throw her on the ground?This stinking flame is clearly determined that he is not willing to throw it away!

The originally sad eyes immediately turned into angry eyes.

Staring at Xuanyuanyan angrily, Wuhen asked "gritting his teeth": "Yue'er, if I stare at Yan Yan with my eyes, will you slap me to death?"

Bite the cucumber in sweet sauce and slide it into the throat.

Shangguan Ningyue bowed her head, scooped up a spoonful of lotus seed porridge, and replied with a charming voice, "I won't slap you to death, I will give an eye for an eye, and stare at you to death!"

Break up!

After returning to the Longyao Dynasty, I must break up with these two couples!

After angrily "swearing", he glared unhappily at the couple who looked like no one else was there, and the couple who had shown Wujian's mood even after breakfast, lowered their heads without trace.

The moment his head was lowered, Wuhen looked at the second baby with a look that immediately changed from the original anger to a doting and gentle look.

The right arm continued to wrap around the child's body of the second baby, while the left arm carefully pulled away from the child's body of the second baby.

His left hand reached out to the second baby's lips, and with an extremely gentle movement, he pulled out half of the fried dough stick contained in the second baby, and stuffed the fried stick into his own lips without a trace.

Although the neck got rid of the "scrubbing" of the deep-fried dough sticks, after chewing the deep-fried dough sticks without a trace, I found that the five fingers of my left hand were stained with oil.

I wanted to find something to wipe my oily hands, but I was worried that when I walked around with my second baby in my arms, I would wake up the sweet second baby who was dreaming.

So, I loved the second baby from the bottom of my heart, and didn't want to wake up the second baby's Wuhen, so I smiled helplessly, and self-destructed for the second baby's serious cleanliness addiction for many years.

What did Wuhen do?
Wuhen's head drooped, and he put his greasy left hand between the hem of Pure White Shengxue's clothes, and wiped it back and forth.

It wasn't until the greasy oil was wiped off that Wuhen's left hand returned to the second baby's childish body, her beautiful eyes were full of doting smiles, and she embraced the sweet dreaming second baby with both hands.

Next to Wuhen, he looked at his precious three grandchildren, who kept circling around the rows of potted plants, pruning the branches and leaves with great interest.

Old Man Tianji blinked his eyes, walked over with a cup of tea, and followed the third baby in circles: "Nu'er, the tea is very fragrant, do you want to have a sip?"

With a flick of the long silver scissors, "click" to cut a twig, and the third baby replied without raising his head: "Nu'er doesn't drink tea, Nu'er wants to prune the branches and leaves!"

"Then...the siu mai your mother and father ate was very delicious. Would you like Grandpa Tianji to get you one?"

Old Man Tianji had a flattering smile on his face, but San Baobao glared angrily at him.

"Grandpa Tianji, if you feel bored, talk to your elder brother, second sister or younger sister, don't pester Nu'er, it will affect Nu'er's pruning."

"Okay, okay, Grandpa Tianji stopped pestering Nu'er, but..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and the old man Tianji asked the doubts in his heart: "Before Grandpa Tianji talks to other disciples and grandchildren, can Nu'er tell Grandpa Tianji why you prune the branches and leaves?"

The silver long scissors waved again, "click" and cut off three green leaves, and the third baby replied: "Nu'er likes beautiful things, these branches and leaves are too ugly, they will be beautiful after trimming them!"

The problem is, what...

Cough cough cough, Nu'er, these small green trees with lush branches and leaves are almost being pruned into bare trees by you!

Could it be that in your eyes and heart, a bare tree is beautiful?
The cool wind rolled down the back of the spine, and a few drops of cold sweat fell from the forehead. The emotionally disturbed old man Tianji twitched away from the third baby from head to toe.

Who should I chat with?
laugh?Can't look for Xiao'er, Xiao'er will pluck all the chicken feathers on him!

sleeping?Can't find sleep either!Sleeping child is always sleepy, besides sleeping, he is sleeping, if he chats with her, he will probably fall asleep too!
Yes, find Binger!

Squatting on the long bench, smiling at the little baby who was immersed in the study of poison pills, old man Tianji tilted his head and said, "Binger, the tea is very fragrant, do you want to have a sip?"

"No!"

"Then...the siu mai your mother and father ate was very delicious. Would you like Grandpa Tianji to get you one?"

"No!"

"Bing'er, tell Grandpa Tianji, why do you keep staring at the poison pill?"

"Play!"

Play?
Have you played poison pill yet?You didn't play!You just hang your head down, staring at the poison pills as if staring at the enemy who killed the family?

Well, you have the final say!
(End of this chapter)