He also said, "I'm not so stingy! Who said I couldn't find my girlfriend? I'm going to marry my mother

Bo chengjue was shocked. Did this boy make a mistake and want to marry his mother?

For the sake of Qian Qian or a three-year-old child, Bo chengjue carefully and modestly explained: "no, she is your mother, you can't marry her."

"Why then?"

Why?

Modesty is a child's words, and Bo chengjue followed his childishness: "she is my wife, is mine, married with me, she is also your mother, you can't marry her, in this life, your mother is only my own, understand?"

"My mother is mine."

"She's mine."

"Modest."

"It belongs to Bo chengjue."

...

......

when it was time to have breakfast, Bo chengjue took modesty to wash his hands and cleaned the lipstick on his mouth.

Bo chengjue was sitting on the chair with humility in his arms. The father and son made up again, and white foam was not surprised.

The foam steamed some steamed buns and dumplings, and fried some poached eggs.

These are enough for her and Bo chengjue as well as for modesty.

"Son, don't you like to eat steamed buns? What's the taste of this steamed bun? "

"Mom, it's delicious."

"You're growing up now, so eat more, you know? If you eat too much, you can grow tall. "

"Well, I'll grow taller than my father in the future, and I'll take care of my father in the future. Um..."

in his humble mouth, he put a small cage bag into his mouth.

That plump face, dull Meng looks at Bo chengjue.

White foam flustered and asked Bo chengjue, "isn't it hot? How can it be put into the mouth of modesty

Modest said: "Mom, it's OK, it's not hot at all, dad has been blowing cold."

So he dared to put the steamed stuffed bun into his humble mouth.

"Mom, this steamed stuffed bun is good to eat, modest like to eat steamed stuffed bun."

Bai Mo laughed at Qian Qian and said to him, "Bo chengjue, you'll still bully your son less."

"Just now I thought you really put a hot steamed bun into your humble mouth."

"I'm not so careless," said Bo chengjue

Bo chengjue also said with jealousy: "I know I love my son, how about me?"?!! White foam, you give him fried eggs, why I did not? "

Foam doesn't know whether to laugh or not.

This naive Bo chengjue, who had just met at that time, regarded her as Bai Chi Chi and always yelled at her. He was quite different.

At home, he is more childish than his son and likes to be jealous. Outside, everyone is afraid of being worshipped and worshipped as a God.

Seeing Mr. Zhang's appearance, people were shocked.

After becoming a father, my husband has changed a lot.

Qian Qian took the children's chopsticks and took a bite of the fried egg and gave it to Bo chengjue: "Dad, here you are. This is what my mother put into the plate for me."

Bai Mo found a chance to make fun of Bo chengjue: "Bo chengjue, you see, humility is much more sensible than you."

"You say I can't compare with a three-year-old?"

"No

"That's good."

"What I want to say is that you are more childish than a three-year-old."

Modestly agreed with the statement of white foam: "Dad has a nickname, thin childish."

Is this a partnership between mother and son?

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