Cute Baby Looking For Daddy

"Wow, are you Xiaowei?" Yamamoto Xiuer just didn't recognize the dislike in the meaning of Xiaojia's words, and continued to look at Li Xiaowei with star eyes.

Li Xiaowei didn't expect that she could guess who she was at once. She couldn't help but turn her head and take a deep look at Xiuer Yamamoto. "It seems that you have made great efforts to our family. You even know my character clearly. Otherwise, you can't guess that I am Li Xiaowei at once. You are powerful."

The last four words are more like an irony.

The reason for guessing is not necessarily how much he dotes on him, but to send someone to know him and Li Xiaoke quietly.

Then I guessed who he was directly from his character.

Yes, he is more willing to talk than Li Xiaoke.

As long as someone is there, a small mouth is never idle.

Yamamoto Xiuer didn't care either. She smiled and said, "at first glance, Xiaowei is a sensible and outgoing young master. This character is very pleasant."

"What about me? Isn't my character pleasing?" Li Xiaoke, who was still installing, suddenly opened his mouth.

Xiuer Yamamoto knew that she had just offended the little ancestor.

"Please, please, my aunt likes both of you." neither of you can afford to offend, so let's like it together.

"Aunt, did you come alone?" Li Xiaoke asked politely, although he didn't like this Yamamoto Xiuer very much.

"There was another driver, but he stayed in the car and didn't get down," Yamamoto explained.

"I should have brought it in, otherwise it would be boring to sit in the car."

"Not boring. He has a cell phone."

"Is it Yamamoto Yu?" Li Xiaowei asked after Li Xiaoke.

"Yes, how do you know Yamamoto Yu?" Yamamoto Xiuer was quite surprised. Look at her people who are so famous. Even children know it.

"Didn't he go to Las Vegas at your instigation, so we know."

"Oh, oh." Xiuer Yamamoto was a little chatty, and some of the little thing on her face spoke too blunt. She couldn't accept it.

But I dare not refute.

The two sons of Li Lingye and mu wennuan are small in size and age, but they speak and do things in a manner that makes adults dare not ignore them.

Very severe.

Anyway, she dared not ignore them, and even spoke carefully.

If you make a mistake and get into trouble with these two little ancestors, you will be miserable.

For a time, no one spoke in the toy room, which was a little embarrassing.

Mu warm and warm as like as two peas, and then he gave a cough to the bag in the hands of Yamamoto, and the mountain Yushi responded. He opened the bag and took out two identical toys, first handed it to Li Xiaowei, who was nearby.

Li Xiaowei looked up and saw that it was a toy he had been tired of playing with for a long time. He didn't want to touch it. Therefore, he just said, "thank you, aunt. You put it next to me. I'll play after I dismantle this."

Just a polite response.

Yamamoto Xiuer smiled and put it down. She took out another one and handed it to Li Xiaoke.

Li Xiaoke is a mouth poison, "this is a generation."

"Yes... Really?" Xiuer Yamamoto only knew that she was the most expensive one. As for the generations, she really didn't know.

Li Xiaoke smiled and said, "the sixth generation has been disassembled by Xiaowei and me. We only ordered the seventh generation a few days ago."

"Have you sold seven... Seven generations in the market? But I really bought the latest model." Xiuer Yamamoto didn't know what to say. Shanshan felt that the toy room was going to be unable to stay. Now she found that only Mo Qifan seemed to be the most gentle and close to her in the whole Li family.

Mu nuanuan and Li Xiaoning are not strangers and polite.

As for the remaining father and son, Li Lingye is directly cold, while Li Xiaowei and Li Xiaoke are deeply bad. They humiliate her and don't understand the market. They bought an eliminated money as a gift for them.

But heaven and earth conscience, she really chose the most expensive toy that best suits their age.

"No, auntie, we never buy what's on the market. It's all customized. Don't you know? Xiaowei and I are the designers of this toy. The toy manufacturers design and manufacture it according to our suggestions, so what we have is always first out and more advanced than what's on the market."

Xiuer YAMAMOTO: "

She doesn't want to talk now.

She doesn't want to talk.

So, did she buy two garbage as gifts?

If this gets out, it will be a shame.

Unexpectedly, these two little things of the Li family are more powerful than she imagined.

She really underestimated these two little things.

She underestimated the enemy.

I wanted to take back the two toys she had just put down, but they were all put down. It was even more embarrassing to take them back.

Forget it, let's leave like this.

the sooner the better.

"Sister, they are playing very seriously. I'm sorry to disturb them. Let's go with my father." Xiuer Yamamoto took mu wennuan's hand and walked to the door.

As a result, before she took mu wennuan one step, she heard the poisonous tongue Li Xiaoke say, "Mommy, please take it to grandma Jane and sell it to the recyclers. Both daddy and my little brother said that we should be simple and low-key and can't waste it. The pocket money in this way can at least buy spare parts or something. It's very good."

Xiuer YAMAMOTO: "

Special, can you swear?

She wants to swear.

She spent more than 100000 oceans to buy toys. As a result, they were directly identified as waste in the eyes of these two little children.

Or in front of her to give it to waste recycling.

She almost broke a silver tooth.

It's a shame.

At this time, I want to give birth to a pair of wings and disappear into the toy room immediately.

She would rather she had never come in.

So you don't have to humiliate yourself.

Mu wennuan went back to collect the toys she sent to the two little children. She rushed out of the toy room. When she saw Mo Qifan, she breathed a long sigh of relief. She walked over with the bag and took out a scarf she wanted to give Mo Qifan. "Dad, I knitted it myself. My hands are stupid and I don't knit well. Forgive me."

The scarf was handed to Mo Qifan. Mo Qifan smiled around his neck, "it's very good."

He remembered that the last time he wore this handmade scarf, Xi Yurou gave it to him.

After Xi Yurou disappeared, he never wrapped around that scarf, but pressed the bottom of the box.

He was afraid of being surrounded.

Then there are fewer and fewer thoughts about Xi Yurou in his hand.

Looking at the way he couldn't put it down, Xiuer Yamamoto finally spit out a mouthful of turbidity, and finally someone accepted her gift.

Although she didn't knit it herself, no one knew it, regardless of her.