Chief husband, strong love!

Night Shengting frowned at him and didn't speak.

Night Xiaojiu's little grievance cry stopped immediately, and his little mouth closed tightly.

Shen Enron knew that he did this because she was tossed too hard last night and couldn't hold her for a while.

"Mommy is a little tired. Will you hold you tomorrow?"

Ye Xiaojiu was still a little afraid of Ye Shengting. Seeing that he didn't speak, he didn't even dare to act coquettish.

He just looked at Shen Enron a little wronged, as if he was going to be sent to an orphanage.

Suddenly a cold hiss.

The night Lord stared at the cold and severe night Shengting, "what spectrum is in front of his son? He is still jealous with his son at such a big age!"

Yesheng Ting: "

Shen Enron was curious. Shouldn't uncle despise Xiao Jiu and know to have a mother?

"Your son is tired of seeing you every day. If he knows a little about himself, he will put him down." The night Lord copied his pocket and spoke as impolitely as ever, "what does this look mean? You didn't compete with your son. Is it difficult? Because when you were a child, your father often held yeshengxu, not you. You remember now, so it's up to your eldest son?"

Ye Shengting's face became more heavy

Shen Enron opened his mouth slightly. Did he still have such a childhood?

No wonder ye Shengxu's painting style is so different in the night family. It turns out that he is the only child who grew up under the love of thousands of people.

And I can see that Grandpa dotes on him most.

As for ye Shengting, the boss, it is natural that he has the most responsibility and responsibility.

"Uncle......" Yesheng Ting glanced at him coldly, "Why are you talking so much?"

If Zhuang Su hadn't been here, he would have to hate him. Does he have a son?

"Really, Grandpa?" Night Xiaojiu was shocked when he heard the father's gossip. His little face was no longer reluctant.

The night Knight smiled playfully, "I watched him grow up. What do you say? I know your father's virtues when he was a child."

"How old are you older than me and watch me grow up?"

The night Lord said with great interest, "then I almost grew up with you and know the most about your childhood. So you'd better not offend me, otherwise you won't be able to lift your head in front of your wife and son in the future."

Yesheng Ting sneered and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

He has no black history at all. Since he has memory, he is the one who works hard at night.

Even if he is a few years younger than the nightmaster, his learning ability is far from leaving him as a scum.

He wants to talk about his black history. It will only be him who can't lift his head.

"Grandpa, is there anything my father can't lift his head in front of me and Mommy?" Yexiaojiu asked curiously.

"More."

Shen Enron also pricked his ears.

"When I was in kindergarten, I fought with a little girl and lost. Does it count to shut myself in the toilet and cry?"

Ye Shengting immediately stared back at such a thing he didn't remember at all, "uncle, you have nothing to say, so you began to make it up?"

Shen Enron laughed hard.

Although yexiaojiu also wants to laugh, but think about it, some girls in the kindergarten are really strong and unreasonable.

Although I can't fight, I can't really fight with them without grace.

So he was the only one who didn't laugh at his father. Instead, he was a little distressed and sympathetic.

"I made it up?!" The night Lord looked at him with a smile, "do you think what you don't remember is not a matter? There may not be many people who remember this, but the party is still there now. Even if she doesn't remember, her parents can find a confrontation!"