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Baili couldn't help sighing that her son didn't inherit his own eyes. If such eyes were in women, they would be a little masculine.

However, Duan Manyu thinks it's very good. The combination of his son's facial features is really fascinating and not worth his life. He just doesn't know whether his daughter will be lucky to get together with Han Jian in the future.

"Thank you, Jane." Duan man said with a smile.

But Han Jian immediately said, "this is what Mommy wants me to say. In fact, what I really want to say is that if godmother wants to run away from home in the future, I can give my bed to godmother. I go to sleep with godfather, Mommy won't sleep with godmother, otherwise daddy will have to face all day."

According to Han Jian's own understanding, it's ok if her mother makes a face. It's usually thunder showers, which come and go quickly. But if my father makes a face, it is the frost in the cold winter. The whole family is chilly and uncomfortable. But my mother brought her own heating and air conditioning. She couldn't feel it at all, so she suffered a lot of people around her.

And he is also one of those people, because Daddy will deduct his game time and assign a lot of homework to him. The most painful thing is that he will let him play with his sister with a lot of unknown dolls. He will dress and dress the dolls, pretend to eat for the dolls, and even shout the doll's name, which can't be wrong.

In Han Jian's view, this is simply a game of extreme mental retardation.

He can't understand why his sister Han Yiyi doesn't look retarded. Why does she like playing such retarded games so much.

"You boy!" Bailey smiled bitterly and "rewarded" a fried chestnut to his son, "why do you say this to your godmother!"

Han Lin was expressionless and unaffected by his son's words.

"You haven't said you can't say this." Han Jian seems to be wronged.

Duan Manyu smiled, "well, if godmother wants to spend the night in your house, will you sleep with godmother?"

"No, I've grown up and can't sleep with women." Han Jian said solemnly, "godmother, let me sleep with you one by one."

A ten-year-old child said this solemnly, which made Duan Manyu burst into laughter, and even the others on the side didn't laugh.

Han Jian's pale face could not help but show a blush, "I... I didn't say anything wrong."

"Yes, yes, our little Jane has grown up." Duan Manyu said with a smile.

Baili Li and Han Lin sent their wedding gifts. Baili Li talked with Duan man for a while until Zhou Liye came in.

"OK? It's almost time for the wedding." Zhou Liye said, looking at Duan Manyu gently.

"It's all right," Duan man said.

Belle came to Zhou Liye at the moment, "I can give you my best friend. In the future, my wife will let you go east. You can't go west. You should like what your wife likes, and you should hate what your wife hates. What my wife says is all right. My wife's instructions are the highest instructions!"

Zhou Liye raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Lin on one side, "you are according to this standard?"