Lu Yin is on the phone with his uncle Lu Guohua. I don't know what Lu Guohua said at that end, which makes Lu Yin furious.

The little glutinous rice standing at the door was stunned by his roar.

The little hand didn't notice and pushed the door open.

The study door opened slowly. Lu Yin suddenly turned around with gloomy eyes. When he looked at the small face carved with powder and jade, his anger eased a little, "uncle, don't make your own decisions. I'll see what I do."

After hanging up, he walked towards the little glutinous rice.

"When did little glutinous rice come?"

The tone is still a little stiff.

The little glutinous rice raised his head high, looked at Baba, suddenly tooted his small mouth and stretched his small hands.

"Baba, lower."

Lu Yin leaned over and lowered his head.

The soft little hand covered his eyebrows and gently smoothed his frown.

"Baba, don't be angry." The little mouth was still muttering, "I'm not angry. I'm really not angry. Who's proud when I get sick?"

When xiaonaiyin said this, Lu Yin almost didn't laugh and pinched her face, "who taught you?"

"My aunt taught me before."

These are all online jokes. Lu Meng, an Internet addicted girl, learned them. After listening for a long time, little glutinous rice naturally learned them.

Holding her in her arms, Lu Yin kissed her forehead. "What else did your aunt teach you, huh?"

"Teach little glutinous rice to eat ~" little glutinous rice broke his fingers and told him the same number, "eat roast duck, roast string, sugar gourd“

"Well, Baba knows." Lu Yin doesn't want to listen any more.

Little glutinous rice put down his little finger and looked at him, "Baba, who were you angry with just now?"

"Want to know?"

"Well!" Head chicken pecked rice and nodded fiercely.

"I won't tell you."

Little glutinous rice was waiting for the answer, but what he was waiting for was a "don't tell you". Suddenly, his young heart was devastated.

The little mouth flattened, and then pursed high, "Baba is bad!"

Lu yinlang laughed and took her downstairs.

Downstairs, Sheng Lingyun holds a small rice ball. The little guy gives extra face today. He doesn't make any trouble at all. He plays with Grandpa obediently.

Sheng Lingyun laughed and said frankly that his baby grandson was so cute.

Xia Shuer looked at his happy appearance and smiled at him, "take it easy, don't scare the small rice ball."

"How?" Sheng Lingyun looked proud. "Small rice balls are the best with Grandpa. How can they be frightened by grandpa, right?"

"Cluck..."

The small rice ball patted his small palm and smiled foolishly.

Made everyone laugh.

"Ma Ma." Little glutinous rice struggled, got down from Lu Yin, ran to qiao'an and climbed up her leg.

He threw himself into his arms, put his small mouth close to her ear, and began to bite his ear and whisper, "Ma Ma, Baba is angry."

"Oh?" Looking up, although Lu Yin's face had tried to hide, it still revealed some bad emotions.

"Why is Baba angry?" Joanne pinched her little paw. "Are you in trouble again?"

"No, no, little glutinous rice didn't make trouble!"

Little glutinous rice quickly explained that he didn't make trouble. It was the bad guy who called Baba who made Baba angry.

Joanne said, "well, go coax you Baba."

Little glutinous rice glanced at her, "Ma Ma, aren't you going?"

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