Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

Ding Ning looked at his son frowning, "thinking about little orange?"

Yu Yanzhou looked up at her mother and finally nodded: "well, I can't get in touch with her."

Ding Ning chuckles and has no sympathy for his son. Could it be said to them as a joke? His son really deserves to be wronged this time.

Their greatest pleasure now is watching the gossip of these two children.

Originally thought that two people eloped once may the sentiment heat up, did not expect also to fight.

Yu Yanzhou

The mother may not have been.

Forget it. He'd better ask Ruan Meng for information.

After dinner, Ding Ning asked her son to have an early rest, and she had to go to the hospital.

Yu Yanzhou nodded, "I'll clean up. Please slow down on the way."

Ding Ning wanted to clean up the dishes and chopsticks hand pause, looked up at his son, "OK, then clean up early rest, I take the key, don't leave the door for me."

Yu Yanzhou nodded and sent Ding Ning to the door, "Mom, don't you have to go to the evening shift?"

"It's not on duty. There's a patient I'm in charge of. I'll go and have a look." Ding Ning knew that his son was concerned about himself, reached out and touched his face, "have a rest early."

Yu Yanzhou watched her mother turn into the elevator, then exhaled, turned back to clean up the dining table and went back to the bedroom to get her mobile phone.

[childe Mo Ruyu: are you with orange?

Ruan Meng is not Q: I swear, I'm not here this time. I'm at home.

Young master Mo Ruyu

Ruan Meng is not Q: did sister Le pull you black again?

Young master Mo Ruyu: Yes.

Soft cute is not Q: school starts tomorrow, let me show you.

Young master Mo Ruyu: OK

Yu Yanzhou left his cell phone on the bed and turned to take a bath.

At the moment, Qian Leyi is at home having dinner with her family. Qian Feng says that they are going back to city B when they have dinner. Because the Chinese New Year is coming, they want to go back with the kiwi fruit.

Little Kiwi Yi, immediately slipped down from the stool, and then hugged Murphy's body, "Mommy, you can't lose the little peach, I'm the only son of Lao Qian's family."

Qian Yikun

You're a playwright. Is your uncle your father?

Don't you have to kick your son aside, "have a good meal, or I'll kick you to B city now."

Qian Leyi squinted at the little kiwi fruit, "Qian Leyu, do you want to challenge your sister's patience?"

"Wuwu, grandma, take me away. They all bully little monkeys." Little Kiwi crying in the past, holding his grandmother, a full of a little drama essence.

Qian's mother sat on her lap with her little grandson in her arms, comforting her sweetheart.

Murphy and Qian Leyi look at each other and want to beat him.

"Wuwu, grandma, mummy and sister must be trying to beat me. Their eyes at peaches are terrible." Kiwi continues to cry on her grandmother.

Qian Leyi put down her chopsticks to grasp the kiwi fruit.

"Little orange." The money mother held her grandson and looked at her granddaughter, "my younger brother is still small. What do you do?"

"Granny, he owes a beating." Qian Leyi said, waving her fist in the air.

Little Kiwi hiding in grandma's arms, proud of his sister to make faces.

Is it not a glance swept in the past, obviously said: you wait for me!

So the kiwi stopped and crawled back to eat.

Qian Yikun

Son, if you are like this, Oscar owes you a little golden man.