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When Murong got home, he saw his son alone building blocks and felt a little strange, "son, don't you have any children to be a guest at home today?"

The wood Chen little fellow recently particularly likes to take the little girl to come back, still don't take heavy type, especially that kind of beautiful delicate, also don't know where he collect from.

"Xiaoyu just left."

Murong frowned and someone came again.

The little guy learned to flirt with others when he was young.

"Who is Xiaoyu?"

"It's a new transfer student in our class. Song Yu is very beautiful. He's a little half breed." The wood Chen is particularly serious of emphasize.

Murong has a big head. The girl he brought back was not beautiful.

"Son, dad has something to say to you."

Muchen put down the building blocks in his hand and looked at Murong. His eyes looked like grandfather Lu Chen, "Dad, you said."

Each time Murong felt a little nervous, "can we not only bring little girls to play at home, but also bring some little boys?"

What's the matter with a little boy mixing with little girls all day long? What if he grows up too soft.

There is only one child in his family, and the task on his shoulders is arduous.

"Why?"

"Because we can't be sexist when we make friends."

"No." Mu Chen simply refuses.

"Why?"

"Ugly."

"There are also handsome ones. Last time I saw a child in your class who was very good-looking."

Mu Chen sighed a breath, especially serious looking at Mu Rong, "handsome over me?"

Murong

Who is inherited from this narcissistic look? Dare he not take boys home, because no boy is more handsome than him?

Is it really good to pay attention to the beauty in making friends?

Where is this going to be.

Murong put his arm around his son's small shoulder and said: "son, making friends depends on a person's conduct. If the person's conduct is good, it's worth making friends with him. You see, dad has many friends around him. They are the people I trust most and can help me. You also need such friends, especially those who grew up together

The wood Chen doesn't think so, that appearance Ao Jiao's very, "now all are some small fart children, can see what."

"Three years old to see old."

"A lot of people look crooked."

Murong

This little boy, how can he feel that he can't be educated? When he says something, he can refute it three times.

"Mu Chen, I'm talking to you."

Mu Chen blinks an eye, "I also very earnest listen to."

"Did you hear what I said?"

"Listen in."

He didn't seem to listen to this.

"Don't bring the little girl back after that."

"No, they want to come back with me. If I refuse, they will cry. It's too pitiful for girls to cry. "

"Then bring some little boys back by the way."

"All said, they don't look as good as me, what I bring back to do, I can't appreciate it, it stinks."

"What stinks?"

"Little boys stink."

Murong takes a deep breath, "Mu Chen, you are all wrong."

"Oh, don't talk about it. My grandfather, my uncle and my mother think I've done a good job. If you have any suggestions, please ask them." Wood Chen don't start.

Murong was even more out of breath, and all of them were restless.

Little cherry receives a gift from a boy, and Lu Zimo is about to jump.

To his son, it's a completely different set of standards.

Why can't you think about it in another place.

My father-in-law is the same. He even taught Mu Chen to take a little girl since he was a child. If he grows up to be a big turnip, he will get it.

His father is a romantic, isn't the romantic gene passed on to him, passed on to his son from generation to generation.

That's the man he hates the most. If his son is like that, he has to break his leg.

Murong felt that this matter could not be allowed to develop like this any more.

"Son, I think it's necessary for us to have a good talk. Let's go to the study with dad."

"No, I haven't finished yet."

"Mu Chen." Murong was a little angry and his voice was low.

Mu Chen deeply looked at Mu Rong, "Dad, do you want to know why mom wants me to have more contact with girls?"

"Why?"

"Dad, do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"

"Don't tell me the truth."

"The truth is to cultivate my Eq." Mu Chen pouts.

"Bullshit, what the hell is that?"

"They all say that you have low Eq. I am your son. In order to prevent me from following your old way, I have to deal with little girls since I was a child, starting from a baby. My grandfather also said that if he wants to increase his grandson as soon as possible, he must pay attention to my education. If I get married at my age, what will he do if he can't see me? " Mu Chen's serious way.

Smell speech, wood Rong a face thoroughly black, his EQ where low, EQ low can catch up with Lu nianyi.

It's just worrying.

My father-in-law is a wise man. How come he has become so naughty in recent years? For this purpose, he asked his son to hook up with a girl.

"Nonsense, dad has no problem at all."

"Oh." The wood Chen pie pie pie mouth.

"What's your expression, don't believe it or what?"

"My favorite person is my grandfather. I think he is right about everything he says." Mu Chen is Lu Chen's little fan. Lu Chen's one sentence is more effective than his parents' ten.

"You don't like me?"

Mu Chen raised his finger and pulled it several times, but he didn't understand his father's ranking. This kind of brain wasting question still didn't answer. Anyway, it's wrong to say anything.

"Dad, can you stop asking such questions? Don't be jealous when you are old enough. "

fight for a man 's a scrap through jealousy?

Looking at his son's deep black eyes, Murong suddenly stopped talking.

In this family, he really has no status. The old bully him, the big bully him, and the small bully him. It's just unreasonable.

Probably is to detect oneself father mood is not right, wood Chen raised small hand to pat wood to allow of shoulder, "father, mother a person loves you enough."

"Shut up."

Mu Chen a hand lovely cover own mouth, continue to play his building block.

Murong stares at him, and then goes into the kitchen. Lu nianyi is cooking. When he hears the sound of footsteps, he turns around and hooks his lips. "Why do you look resentful? Who makes you unhappy?"

"Your son."

"It's just my son. Can I have one?"

"One by one, you really should take care of Chen Chen's education."

"What's the problem?"

"He took the little girl home all day."