High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

On the first day Rong Shao didn't bring the young marshal, the little guy didn't pay much attention to him when he came home. Rong Shao touched the tip of his nose, changed his clothes and washed his hands, and then leaned over to kiss him. The little guy snorted in disgust.

On the fifth day when Young Master Rong didn't bring the young marshal, the little guy raised his eyelids when he returned home, expressing that he knew that Baba had returned home.

Half a month after Young Master Rong didn't bring the young marshal, he took Luo Anning home together, and the servant greeted him respectfully: "Young Master Rong, Young Mistress, you are back."

The little guy who was watching TV with the old man Jiang Peihua, heard the servant's voice, turned his head with a whimper, and immediately smiled brightly on his increasingly delicate face, and stretched out his short arms to hug them excitedly. Hug: "Father, mother!"

Three black lines slid down Rong Shaoluo Anning's forehead at the same time, and they looked at each other suspiciously, feeling like being struck by lightning.

There was no response, the young marshal restrained his smile, his rosy mouth was slightly flattened, "Mother!"

Luo Anning: "..."

The little guy clenched his fists in shame and anger, and looked at Young Master Rong who was beside him: "Daddy!"

Young Master Rong: "..."

The young commander was hit!

He turned his head to the side angrily, and remained silent!

Compared to the two couples who didn't know how to react, Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua couldn't help laughing. Luo Anning came to his senses first, washed his hands and hugged his sulking son. He couldn't help laughing too. "Heh... Xiaoshuai, tell mom, who taught you to say that? Is it grandpa or grandma?"

The little guy glanced at her aggrievedly, his long eyelashes fluttering like two small fans, and said nothing.

Jiang Peihua interjected: "Our little handsome is very smart, how can this be taught, he is self-taught!"

Mr. Rong also nodded proudly: "Xiaoshuai is a good seedling, just like his father!"

Young Master Rong came over after washing his hands, and heard the little doll's affectionate call in the TV series: "Daddy! Mother! Where are you?"

I immediately understood.

Could it be that his mother took the little guy to watch costume dramas for a few days, and he heard it himself?

This IQ is not bad, I know how to put my father and mother on the same number as my parents!

Young Master Rong thought proudly, when the little one gets bigger, it's time to take him to test his IQ.

He took his son from Luo Anning's arms, put his hands under his armpit and hugged him in front of him. With his usually clear eyes, he pondered for a while before seriously discussing with him: "Little one, Daddy, if you really want to call him Well, it's not impossible. But compared to Daddy, Dad will like Father Huang a little more."

The young marshal was immediately stunned: "..."

Mr. Rong's expression was in sync with that of the Young Marshal: "..."

Jiang Peihua held back a smile with difficulty: "..."

The corner of Luo Anning's mouth twitched: "..."

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In the middle of the night, the charming and gorgeous nightlife gradually calmed down.

A group of foreign young people in their early twenties came out of the bar in a state of inebriation, supporting each other. The leader was a Chinese girl who was also drinking heavily. to stand.

A group of people clamored to continue to change to another bar and continue to drink.

"Xuewei is quite drunk, I'll take her back to the hotel first! I'll meet you later!" Qiao Lun hugged Wu Xuewei tightly, and said to his companion.

When the rest of the people heard what he said, they all smiled clearly, "Qiao Lun, you don't have to join us! Enjoy your wonderful night tonight!"