Maybe You Are So Shining

   Chapter 1412 I call you Dad

  Not far away, Zhuang Rongguang looked at the small copies of Lu Tingxiao and Lu Tingxiao, curled his lips a little unhappy, "Sister Xi, what do you look at, so many men, do you want to see Lu Tingxiao because of Mao?"

   Ning Xi raised her eyebrows, "Because she is handsome!"

  Zhuang Rongguang choked, watching Lu Tingxiao’s razor-sharp face like a god, but he couldn’t refute it, so he said, "Why are you so superficial? Isn't he even such a big baby?"

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

  Zhuang Rongguang: "……"

  A soft little steamed bun, there is no spirit at all, what do you like?

"Sister Xi, Sister Xi, I also think you are more suitable to be with our mighty and domineering brother soldier. When I join the army, I will help you pay attention. I will definitely find someone who is a hundred times more handsome than Lu Tingxiao, and give birth to a superb gene. What a nice doll that is as domineering as you and leaking sideways..."

Ning Xi’s chic and domineering image is indelible in Zhuang Rongguang’s mind. Such a brave, wise, persevering, upright, and powerful woman like Hai Dongqing, the **** of eagles, how can his goddess be treated like a canary? Fettered by that kind of veteran giants, husband and child!

  It's heartbreaking!

  Ning Xi was full of her precious son at the moment. She didn't have the time to take care of Zhuang Rongguang, who was constantly thinking about her. With a gentle expression on her face, she walked straight to the little bun.

   Seeing Xiao Baozi staring at the gun in Zhuang Rongguang’s hand, he bent down and smiled and asked, "Baby, do you want to play?"

  The little bun suddenly widened his **** eyes like black grapes, "Mom, can you?"

  Ning Xi smiled immediately, "Of course it can!"

   Hearing that Ning Xi agreed to let Xiaobao play with guns, neither Lu Tingxiao nor Zhuang Liaoyuan and Zhuang Zongren felt any problems, especially Zhuang Liaoyuan and Zhuang Zongren, but they all took it for granted.

Zhuang Zongren’s generation grew up in the flames of war. When Zhuang Rongguang was just walking, Zhuang Liaoyuan began to give him guns as toys. When he was three or five years old, Zhuang Liaoyuan often took them He goes in and out of places like the shooting range training ground.

Zhuang Rongguang inherited the talents of the Zhuang family. He was very talented since he was a child, and he also liked guns very much. It was a pity that the political situation was chaotic during that time. The most important period of growth, when I wanted to reverse it, I was impatient and taught too much, so that a good seedling was almost ruined...

Zhuang Rongguang on the side looked at Ning Xi’s so gentle and overwhelming expression, and curled his lips disdainfully, "Sister Xi, you flashed his little arm carefully! Not everyone is like Xiaoye when he is three years old and touches a gun. Can you make ten rings at the age of five?"

  ——"What if I can make ten rings?"

  At this time, there was a voice of milk, milky but inexplicably cold.

  Zhuang Rongguang immediately looked at the talking little boy, with a funny expression, "Ha! You sound good, kid! Have you ever touched a gun?"

  Xiaobao: "No."

  Zhuang Rongguang immediately opened the mouth and said, "Dare to speak up without you! If you can make ten rings, I will call you Dad!"

As soon as   's voice fell, Zhuang Liaoyuan immediately stared at him coldly.

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

  Xiaobao looked over with a cold face, and said blankly: "If I hit the ten rings, you must not sow discord in front of my mother."

  (End of this chapter)