"Come on, hug him."

Lu Meng stepped back, "I, I can't coax him."

Song Yunchi's lips flashed an arc, "it doesn't matter. He just wants you to hug him."

"But, but he kept crying."

"If you hold him, he won't cry."

Lu Meng was skeptical, but stopped retreating and asked suspiciously, "if, if he still cries?"

"He's still crying. Coax him again."

Lu Meng: "

Whimper, whimper.

bad person!

Not to coax her!

The little boy has been bad lately!

She can't coax the little boy better and better!

Under song Yunchi's repeated urging, Lu Meng finally took two steps forward and took over the crying xiaojingxing from him.

Just holding it, Xiao Jingxing cried loudly.

Lu Meng stared at Song Yunchi. "Look, he's still crying!"

"Then can't you coax him?"

Lu Meng frowned, "can be, but..."

"Huh?"

"But he doesn't necessarily listen to me!"

Song Yunchi: "

Dead!

In his mother's arms, he howled for a while. Xiao Jingxing stretched out his white and tender claws and grabbed his mother's hair.

A strand of black hair, in his tender white claws, was pulled by him.

Like meeting the most interesting toy, he pulled and giggled.

Like that, ten little bastards!

Lu Meng's hair was pulled and her scalp became numb. She cried, "what cute, what cute, are all lies! Children, or other people's lovely. Small rice balls are much more lovable than him! "

Xiaojingxing is still pulling her hair, stretching out her little claws and scratching her.

"Song Yunchi, your son doesn't care?!" Lu Meng collapsed and roared.

Seeing that the little wife was going crazy, song Yunchi immediately came forward and took the bad little villain from her arms.

"Well, Jingxing. Don't scratch mom's hair. If you do that again, dad will be angry. "

When the toy was gone, Xiao Jingxing's mouth flattened and he was about to cry.

Lu Meng quickly covered his mouth and stared round, "don't cry!"

Xiaojingxing looked at her blankly for a few seconds. Wow, he howled even more miserably.

The sound is like killing a pig!

Magic sound pierces your ears!

Lu Meng quickly covered her ears and stepped back, "Okay, okay, did I admit defeat? Please, stop crying. "

Finally, the little bastard who was tired of crying fell asleep. The husband and wife looked at each other.

From each other's eyes, they all saw a tired look.

Can you not be tired?

How much time and energy it takes to coax the little boy.

More tired than work!

You can't beat, you can't scold, you can only coax.

Good voice, good temper, unprincipled coax.

This is not raising children. It's raising a little ancestor!

Lu Meng, tired both physically and mentally, called Joan to complain, "sister, why is your little rice ball so good? My little bastard always makes trouble... "

Make complaints about bad ass adorable, Lu Meng picked up his son, and left his husband's son's heart.

"Aunt ~"

Just got out of the car, little glutinous rice ran all the way and rushed at her.

Lu Meng was in a good mood because of Xiaomeng's warm welcome.

Firmly catching the sweet and soft baby, Lu Meng cried, "little glutinous rice, my aunt misses you so much."

"Little glutinous rice also wants to be an aunt ~" his soft face rubbed her face intimately.

But Lu Meng was very happy.

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