Madam is the super darling of Lord Quan

Small pure pupil, reflecting the man's calm cold face.

At the moment, he was holding him uneasily.

That pair of careful and inexplicable scene, so that people can not help bending up the corners of their lips, dark sigh: talented women, a match made in heaven!

LAN Ruo turned his head with a smile. He held his big hand to the back of the little guy and said, "Mr. Quan, if you want to hold him like this, you won't fall down."

The man put some trembling up, carefully holding the back of the little guy, the corners of his eyes flashed out of the helpless.

The crowd laughed and shook their heads

What a surprise

Why can't you hold a child?

The old lady said with a smile, "OK, OK. I think Tuan Tuan can just hold on to her father."

In this way, everything is safe!

LAN Ruo said with a smile: "how can I catch my father? My grandmother is joking again!"

The old lady didn't want her to add the word "Wai" before calling her grandmother, so she always called her "grandmother", and the two little guys also called her "great grandmother".

She turned her head and said, "put him down and let him catch an object."

The man holding the soft little ball in his arms, dare not force, can only gently put down.

who knows

The little guy just touched his feet on the ground, and then he opened his mouth and cried out.

Everyone was startled, distressed voice: "what's the matter, this is?"

"Don't you want to come down?"

"Want to hold it, little one?"

"Maybe you want to stay high, little boy --"

"Don't you want to catch Zhou?"

"Maybe I just don't want to come down?"

The man was nervous and put him in his arms again.

Miraculously, the open mouth closed again.

Lovely curved lips, smile.

The crowd was surprised

This little guy is smart!

Blue if smile funny hand, pinch his small face, "Tuan Tuan, how do you like to be held so much?"

The little guy avoided her touch and went into the man's arms.

The man's whole body is stiff, just like a mechanical general holding the little guy, did not dare to move.

The crowd couldn't help it any more, and they laughed.

The whole courtyard was filled with laughter.

later

LAN Ruo Wan put down Yuan Yuan in her arms and Tuan Tuan was willing to come down.

It's just that the little guy doesn't make it to the week.

Later, I was really annoyed. I just sat on the carpet and rolled.

LAN Ruo Wan couldn't help scolding him: "Tuan Tuan, you can't be bad. My mother doesn't like it anymore."

The little guy lying on the carpet was aggrieved. As soon as he turned his mouth, he cried out, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The crowd was startled

The old lady came forward distressed, "what do you teach him to do? If you don't catch it, don't catch it. Come on, come on, come on. Come on, great grandmother

The little guy didn't pay attention to anyone, so he slept on the carpet and cried. He turned over by chance and found a tall figure standing in front of him. He grabbed his trousers and slowly stood up and climbed up.

The crowd was shocked

Even the man himself was too scared to move.

Later, the little guy seemed to have no strength and could not climb up, so he sat on his feet and cried again with his trouser legs in his arms, "Wow, Wuwu..."

LAN Ruo Guan had no choice but to help her forehead. She thought that the most naughty one would be her sister Yuanyuan, but unexpectedly, her brother Tuan Tuan was more naughty and crying.

The old lady said with a smile: "it's love that sticks to you. By the way, you don't have the name of Tuan Tuan and Yuanyuan, do you? You can take one for them. It's at the weekly feast -- "

The man raised his eyes in surprise and bumped into the gentle sight of the old lady. He nodded uneasily, "thank you very much!"

The old lady shook her head and said, "housekeeper, take away the Zhou banquet and put on the brush, ink, paper and inkstone!"

"Yes -" the housekeeper bowed his head respectfully and left with the servant.

Another servant came forward and quickly cleaned the small things on the table and spread a clean cushion.

After a while

The housekeeper spread two pieces of red silk rice paper of the right size, studied the ink, respectfully handed over the brush, and said in a low voice, "uncle --"

The man's body trembled, took it slowly, lowered his head and wrote it down.

People can't help but come forward to wait and see

The strokes stained with black ink slowly left two names on the rice paper

"Quan, Si, Guan"

"Quan, mu, Qing"