Icing On The Cake

Not far away, Zhuang Rongguang looked at Lu Ting Xiao and Lu Ting Xiao's small version, and some of his lips were not happy. "Sister Xi, what's your vision? So many men, why do you want to see Lu tingxiao

Rather Xi pick eyebrow, "because handsome ah!"

Zhuang Rongguang choked and looked at Lu tingxiao's face, which was like a God, but he couldn't refute it. So he said, "Why are you so shallow? He even has such a big baby?"

Ning Xi: "sorry, my favorite is his baby!"

Zhuang Rongguang

It's a soft little steamed stuffed bun. What do you like?

"Xi Jie Xi Jie, I also think you are more suitable to be with our powerful military brother. When I join the army, I'll help you pay attention to it. I'll definitely find a one hundred times more handsome than Lu tingxiao, and then give birth to a super gene baby. How nice it is to grow up with a baby who is as domineering as you..."

In Zhuang Rongguang's mind, the image of Ning Xi's unrestrained and domineering has been indelible. How can a woman like haidongqing, the God of eagles, be brave, intelligent, patient, upright and powerful? How can his goddess be bound to the old-fashioned family like Canary to help her husband and teach her children!

It's heartbreaking!

Ning Xi's eyes are full of her baby son, and he has no time to pay attention to Zhuang Rongguang, who is constantly reading fragmentary. With a gentle look on his face, he goes straight to xiaobaozi.

Seeing the gun in Zhuang Rongguang's hand, he bent down and asked with a smile, "baby, do you want to play?"

The small steamed bun immediately glared big black grape's big black eyes, "Mom, is that ok?"

Ning Xi immediately said with a smile, "of course you can."

Hearing that Ning Xi agreed to let Xiao Bao play with guns, neither Lu tingxiao nor Zhuang Liaoyuan and Zhuang Zongren felt that there was any problem, especially Zhuang Liaoyuan and Zhuang Zongren, but they all took it for granted.

As a military and political family like Chuang Jia, Zhuang Zongren's generation grew up in the fire of war. When Zhuang Rongguang was just able to walk, Zhuang Liaoyuan began to use his gun as a toy. When he was three or five years old, Zhuang Liaoyuan often took him to places like shooting range and training ground.

Zhuang Rongguang inherited the talent of the Zhuang family. He was gifted and liked firearms very much. Unfortunately, during that time, the political situation was chaotic. The banker was once at the forefront of the storm. They were busy with various struggles and neglected to discipline Zhuang Rongguang. They missed his most important growth period. When they wanted to turn around, they were too impatient to teach Zhuang Rongguang, which almost destroyed a good young man Go to

One side of Zhuang Rongguang looked at Ning Xi that pair of gentle spoiled to no good expression, disdained to curl his mouth and said, "Xi elder sister, you are careful to flash his small arm! Not everyone is like me. If you touch a gun at the age of three, you can make ten rings at the age of five, OK

What if I could make ten rings

At this time, one side sounded a milk, but inexplicably let people feel cold voice.

Zhuang Rongguang immediately looked at the little one who was talking, and said with a funny expression, "ha! You don't have a bad breath, little boy! Have you ever touched a gun

Xiao Bao: No

Zhuang Rongguang immediately said, "without you, you dare to speak out! If you can make ten rings, I call you dad

Voice just fell, Zhuang Liaoyuan immediately a cold eye stare in the past.

Zhuang Rongguang touched his nose, "cough, cough That's what it means anyway! If you can make ten rings, I can do anything! "

Xiaobao looked at it with a cold face and said, "if I make ten rings, you can't sow dissension in front of my mother."

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