Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

His hands, hanging over his side, clenched nervously. "In words, I heard that you broke the dinner plate. Did you hurt yourself?"

He tried to lift the quilt and look at her hand.

Just pinching the corner of the quilt, her cold eyes looked over.

That eye, like a glacier, like a blade.

Frozen his heart and stabbed it.

It seems that there is an invisible thread, tightly winding him, and at the same time, it is hard to breathe.

In the end, he took his breath away.

"Can you go out?"

The initial voice is stable, without any emotional fluctuation.

Pei sanshao's heart sank suddenly. She chased him again

Is that how she didn't want to see him?

is right. She is still angry. He has not explained the lipstick and lip print perfume. She has not yet forgiven him.

So it's normal not to want to see him.

Just Just ah, he always unconsciously worried about her.

Worry about her anger, worry about what she will do, hurt herself and her children.

He would rather she let it out, beat him and scold him, just don't be bored in his heart.

"Yan Yan, I know you are angry, and I know you won't forgive me so easily. I am wrong in this matter, but I have not made any mistakes in principle. I can assure you that I have never done anything that I am sorry for you and your children. If you are still angry, you can beat me and scold me, and vent all your grievances on me, OK? "

He almost humbly prayed, the bottom of the eyes carefully, touching people.

"You go out, I don't want to see you."

As soon as I saw him, the lip print on his shirt would appear in my mind.

Will be out of control in the mind, brain fill out his and other women intimate entanglement picture.

She can't stand

"OK, I'll go out. Don't hurt yourself, don't hurt the children."

Pei sanshao left the bedroom in a daze. He raised his hand and wiped his face.

…………

Presidential palace.

Careful liver kneels on the sofa, holding a small comb in one hand, and touching the fluffy soft hair of the second.

Huchi Huchi is busy living. She puts two flowers on her hairy head.

Hear the footsteps of hurried downstairs, be careful of the liver swish to raise his head, the tearful cry: "uncle!"

Mengmeng quickly put on his coat. He ran to the side of careful liver and touched her head. "Careful liver wakes up after lunch break?"

"Yes!"

Be careful of the liver as if holding the small two's head, black and white eyes bright and clear looking Mengmeng: "uncle, is the small two good-looking?"

Mengmeng: "..."

Looking at the hopeless face of little two, it's a capital life without love.

Mengmeng chuckled and changed the topic. "Be careful what the liver wants. Uncle will bring it to you in the evening."

"Strawberry ice cream!"

Xiaoxingan raises his little paw and shouts crisply.

Mengmeng twisted his brow and said, "no, change it."

"Ice cream, strawberry flavor!"

"Well, I'm afraid of you. Don't tell your father, you know?"

"Yes!" Be careful of the grinning of the liver. "It's our secret. Don't tell Dad or mom."

"Yes, it's our secret."

Raising his hand and looking at his watch, Mengmeng hurried out. "Uncle, it's too late. Let's go first."