Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

After washing and gargling, Gu changed his clothes, picked up his mobile phone and sent an email to himself.

Ye Xicheng, who was playing with his sister in the hotel, picked up his mobile phone when it was on.

【fox：

Good job, boy

Ye Xicheng's children frowned. What does that mean?

Praise him?

This sentence is really Gu juixi praising the children of yexicheng, not from the perspective of being hacked, but from the perspective of a father.

The little guy is very small, but he understands that no one in B city dares to blow up his news, but once a person blows up, the people behind will follow up, because someone has already carried a gun.

But the man carrying the gun was Gu juexi's own son. The little guy knew he couldn't do anything to him, so he dared to be the man carrying the gun.

Moreover, at a young age, he knew how to make news and that his trumpet was useless, so Aite went to Gu's office.

As a father, having such a son is naturally happy.

But is this dead boy really his own son?

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Seeing that her brother had not paid any attention to her, Xixi asked with curiosity.

Ye Xicheng children quickly put away their mobile phones in their hands, "nothing, I'll see what time it is, I'll get you milk."

"Thank you, brother." Xi Xi's children are playing happily on the sofa, watching his brother jump off the sofa to help him get the milk.

"Brother, I want it cool." Xi Xi said, refusing to let her brother warm the milk for her.

"No, I'll have a stomachache." Ye Xicheng children will never tolerate.

Lying on the sofa, Xi Xi made a "please, please" gesture to her brother, and said pitifully, "just this time, OK?"

Ye Xicheng looked at his sister's pitiful little appearance. Although it's getting hotter now, but——

"No way."

"Brother, brother, brother is the best." Xi Xi's hands are folded and her big eyes are shining.

Ye Xicheng children stood on the stool, put the milk into the pot, and then opened the fire, "still not."

"My brother doesn't love me anymore. I'm going to find daddy." Xi Xi's children will climb down the sofa with a snort.

"Your daddy has no time to talk to you now." Ye Xicheng children light mouth said, his old meatballs now should be too busy.

"Brother, I'm hot. I don't want hot." Xixi children said, directly rolling on the sofa, "brother, good brother, good brother."

Ye Xicheng, listening to this familiar magic sound, helplessly shakes his head, then reaches out and takes out the milk which is not very hot. After turning off the fire, he jumps down from the stool, finds out the straw to help his sister fix it, and then runs out to give it to her, "it's just a little hot. If you don't drink it, I'll tell mommy."

The West West kid tooted toot small mouth, after getting up, stretched out his hand to take in the past, "OK."

Xi Xi knows her brother too well. If she continues, I'm afraid her brother will continue to heat her up.

If Mommy knew, she would not only drink hot milk, but also beat her little ass.

So, she'd better listen to her brother.

Ye Xicheng's children were very satisfied with his sister's reaction, "so in the future, do you listen to my brother or my father?"

"Brother's." The West West West kid decisively opens mouth to say.

Ye Xicheng children are satisfied.