Jiang Lang only waited for a few minutes and let him go without waiting for an answer.

He was the uncle of his former object, and Yisu had reason not to allow him. This fact makes Jiang languo a little uncomfortable.

Give your heart beat to blush. Yisu feels that you can't always wait for others to take the initiative.

When Jiang languo releases his hand, Yisu feels his heart is empty. At the moment of catching Jiang's languid hand, he felt like a burst of love, but he couldn't say a word.

Yes.

"You promise me?"

Yisu nodded with a little shyness. He buried his face into Jiang languo's chest, smelling his body's taste, and then nodded "mm-hmm" all the time.

The atmosphere is just right.

Ginger Languor in his small face, rub up, kiss his forehead, to the brow, to the tip of the nose, and then

"Early in the morning, isn't it hot to hold?" For a long time, Jiang youyou did not wait for others to pay attention to her, so he came with short legs.

The two adults separated immediately.

Yisu hurriedly pulled the breakfast in the man's hand, diverting the child's attention and saying, "what do you like to eat, brother..."

Always feel this appellation from now on wrong, Yi Su changed his mouth and said: "uncle, can you take it out for you?"

"Uncle?" Jiang youyou's small nose wrinkled, "this name is good old, you don't like it."

"But Dad and uncle are about the same age." Yi Su advised.

They're all together. They don't care what it's like to be called uncle in their twenties. Yisu just wants to be on the same generation with Jiang.

"Ginger, brother Jiang, what do you eat?" Yisu put breakfast on the table, has begun the demeanor of a good wife and good mother.

See a man thin lips gently open, mouth shape do: you.

Yisu's hand, ready to take the porridge box, was stunned, and immediately hummed. He was so distracted by the man's air words that he was scalded by the porridge.

"It's OK." Jiang languo immediately grabbed his hand and watched carefully.

Yisu shook her head, "it's all you blame. Say Say that. "

"I didn't make a sound just now. Don't mistreat me, art teacher."

Yi Su pursed her mouth and glared at Jiang languidly.

Ginger languid immediately is soft, "OK, that I said."

"Go to the kitchen, wash, put toothpaste." Jiang youyou is biting her bun and talking about her life experience.

There is no way, only a rough father, often she was scalded by something, dad is the way to deal with.

"No, no, it's not in the way." Yisu wants to take back her hand.

But was pulled into the kitchen by the man, and then the hand is a burst of heat. Looking at my hand is Yi Su A Leng a Leng, "Ginger languor, you so, shameless, quick release my hand."

Then Jiang languo released, but Yisu didn't want to wash his hands and wipe toothpaste.

"You go out, I'll do it myself." Art is in a hurry.

"Don't you really need my help?" Jiang asked

"The more you help, the more you help."

Yuan languor encircles the awkward person, bends the corners of his mouth, and bites his soft ears: "this, is not also a way of disinfection?"

"I, I don't want you to disinfect this way, you go out to me quickly Come on. "

It's such a big morning. It's so red. Yisu's face was still congested until she went to kindergarten.

Jiang Youyou, who leaves with Yisu's car, pulls Yisu's trousers and raises her small face, which is serious and serious.

"What's the matter?" Yisu picked up the child.

"Brother is a liar."

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