Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 157 Love Is Better Than White Cake

This brat, you have sharp ears, you really listen.

Da Jun choked hard on the food in his mouth, quickly picked up the soup and drank it down, coughing again and again.

"Sister, this dog is called Dingqing! Since it has a name, let's call it by its original name." Xiaoman tilted his head and looked at Qin Dingkun, "Brother Dingkun, why did you name it Dingqing?" , is there any meaning?"

He Wanqing's face was flushed red, and she turned her head to stare at Qin Dingkun angrily, and when she saw him showing a smirk at her, she stomped on him fiercely.

Qin Dingkun was in pain, but he didn't show half of his face.

Seeing that He Wanqing was in a panic, Yang Wenlian quickly changed the subject.

"Second soldier, you haven't finished washing your face yet, the food is almost finished."

The second soldier likes to play with water, and every time he washes his face and takes a bath, he has to play for a long time. Hearing what Yang Wenlian said, he hurriedly pulled a towel to wipe his face, and then rushed over to the dining table.

"Bang", he ran too fast, tripped over a protruding stone under his feet, staggered forward, and plunged his head into the mushroom and winter melon soup.

Everyone present was startled.

He Wanqing quickly pulled him up and asked repeatedly, "Is it burning?"

The soup flowed down from his head continuously, and the second soldier stuck out his tongue and licked it, and cried out happily.

"This soup is delicious!"

"Chih-hahahaha..."

Dajun rested his forehead with his right hand, his shoulders kept shaking, and he did not forget to cast a contemptuous glance at the second soldier.

Xiaoman snorted, and couldn't hold the rice bowl firmly in his hand, pouring the whole bowl of rice on Sanmin.

Sanmin screamed anxiously, the clothes were newly put on today, and they were dirty before they had been worn for a whole day.

He Wanqing looked at Erbao holding a head of mushroom soup, feeling indescribably happy, and laughed so hard that she poured it on the dining table.

Yang Wenlian looked helplessly at this silly son, and had no choice but to clean up the mess for him.

Qin Dingkun shook his head.

Apart from his high talent in learning Kung Fu, this child is so immature in other respects.

Yang Wenlian pulled him aside to wash his hair.

Seeing everyone laughing for a while, the second soldier started to eat again, and couldn't help jumping anxiously, Yang Wenlian could hardly hold him down.

"Hey, don't eat them all, remember to save some for me."

Seeing him in such a mess and not forgetting to eat, everyone was overjoyed.

Xiaoman snorted twice.

"Didn't you say that the food made by Mom is not delicious? If so, then you'd better not eat it and leave it to us. Say yes, make love?"

Baibing was lowering her head and eating the rice she had dropped, her tail was wagging like the wind.

He Wanqing's face was almost dark.

"Listen to me, the puppy will be called Baibing from now on, and no more promises will be made, remember?"

Otherwise she's going to freak out.

Xiaoman was taken aback and nodded repeatedly.

Qin Dingkun looked at her distraught look with a smile, and whispered in her ear: "Actually, I think making love sounds much better than white cakes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sanmin holding a small bowl and saying vaguely: "I also think love sounds better than white cakes."

He Wanqing: "..."

These brats are not over yet.

No, I must never let them mention this word again, otherwise where would I put my face.

He Wanqing smiled like a wolf grandma, looking at Little Red Riding Hood who was struggling to eat.

"Hey, Sanmin, Baibing sounds nice. From now on, the puppy will be called Baibing. If you call it another name, not only will it get angry, but the eldest sister will also be angry."

When Sanmin heard that He Wanqing would be angry, he immediately threw his love out of the blue, his little head was like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yeah, big sister is right, white cake sounds nice, so it's called white cake."

Qin Dingkun looked at Sanmin in surprise.

This child, why is his hearing so sharp? His voice is already soft enough. It's really not easy for him to hear so clearly.

(End of this chapter)