Mr.Liang's Wife Escapes Again

"Mommy, can you tell me a story? I haven't heard you tell me a story for a long time

Since she came to Mu Wai's house, mummy has never told him a story, not even the old snow white and the seven dwarfs.

Although he used to dislike the stories that only naive children would listen to when Mommy read them to him, he also felt very unhappy that mommy didn't read them to him.

"Well, Mommy will read you the story now. What should you do?"

He picked up a story book, looked at Liang Xiaomeng with a smile, and sat down beside his bed.

In fact, she doesn't know what Liang Xiaomeng likes, so she basically buys them according to the story books bought by ordinary mummies.

So, there are many stories about Snow White and seven dwarfs in the family, such as princes and knights.

"Lie down and sleep."

With that, Liang Xiaomeng lies down on her own and covers the quilt. She turns her head and looks at Jiang Shiran.

Looking at Liang Xiaomeng lying down so obediently, Jiang Shiran picked up the story book and began to read it.

It's all the little stories that have passed. She also wants to read some stories that burn her brain. But Liang Xiaomeng doesn't want her to change them. That's all.

So, she never changed.

Before the story was finished, Liang Xiaomeng was already asleep and her hand was released.

He gently put Liang Xiaomeng's hand back into the quilt, and then he kissed him on the forehead. Then he quietly left Liang Xiaomeng's room and closed the door gently.

Liang Qiancheng stood at the gate, the moment when the little woman went in has been standing till now.

"My son is asleep?"

From every time, he forced his woman to read the story, and he would fall asleep in the middle of the story.

Next time he's wasting his time with a little woman, he'll have to kill that son of a bitch.

I've been soaking up so many girls. I don't understand the world at all. I have to give him a good ideological lesson next time.

"Sleep, look really tired, must wait until we come back, this silly son."

Although Jiang Shiran felt very happy, but also felt very distressed.

Xiaomeng is only four and a half years old. She has to stay up late and wait for her to go home with Liang Qiancheng, the incompetent parents.

"As the son of liangqiancheng, how can he be like other children? OK, don't think so much. Since he has to stay up late and wait, he should bear the consequences of staying up late."

Just now, he took two of them to the city of Mojiang to suck his thumb, especially when he went to sleep.

But his daughter is not the same. She is a lovely little princess when she sleeps regularly.

Therefore, there is a reason for his partiality. Looking at Liang Xiaomeng and Jiang Mucheng, he has no way to be eccentric.

"He is still so young. How can you do this to him? Are you his father?"

Jiang Shiran turned his eyes at Liang Qiancheng. This man is so cruel to his son. What else can he do.

Although Liang Xiaomeng was not born with his eyes on him, Jiang Mucheng is right. He actually does the same to him. He is only partial to his daughter. Liang Qiancheng's Princess disease can not be cured.

"I am his father, isn't that to ask you? Do you think I am his father

Liang Qiancheng has a black face and looks at Jiang Shiran. If he is not his father, can he still be here?

Moreover, the person who can move his woman has not yet been born. It seems that Liang Xiaomeng's father is impatient to live.

"I don't want to talk to you. I'm tired. I'll take a bath and go to bed."

Jiang Shiran is really tired. Leaning against the arms of liangqiancheng, he really doesn't want to move at all.

It turned out that she was so tired after walking all day. She didn't wear high-heeled shoes.

It's strange. I didn't feel at all when I checked there just now, and I continued to toss about it.

As soon as I came back, I felt as soft as a puddle of mud. I felt very tired even when I moved.

"Yes, yes."

Liang Qiancheng picked up Jiang Shiran and went to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and immediately went to the bathroom to put hot water.

He has been tired all day. Of course, he has to take a good bath and have a good sleep.

Naturally, this sleep, it must be the participation of small women.

Jiang Shiran didn't bring many clothes to Mujia village, so there was almost no other clothes except a few simple change clothes.

The clothes she brought here were not suitable for checking them.

Walking to the front of the wardrobe, Jiang Shiran wants to find a clean pajamas to change. When he opens it, he finds that there are a lot of new clothes in it. Some of them have not even taken off the labels.Then I went to another wardrobe and opened it. I thought it would be like her. It was full of clothes from liangqiancheng. It turned out that there were only two pathetic sets of clothes and one was pajamas.

We all know that Mr. Mu is partial. She thinks it should not be too much. When she sees the clothes inside, she really believes that he is not eccentric in general.

Although Liang Qiancheng's birth made his little daughter die, but at least this is also his baby daughter's son and his grandson. Is it a bit cruel to him.

Originally, she wanted to choose, but she had to take out the only one set of pajamas inside, and then went to get a set of her own pajamas and walked to the bathroom together.

When she went in, Liang Qiancheng just put the water in.

"Come on, I'll help you."

He immediately took the clothes from Jiang Shiran's hands and hung them there. Then he put his arms around her waist and forced her to the wall.

Cool thousand city's mouth slightly hook up, bad smile way.

These days have been busy too late, each time back, the little woman is asleep, every time a touch her, his body will be damned reaction.

So every time I come back, I have to take a cold shower for two hours.

Lower his head, kiss Jiang Shi Ran's lips, bit by bit to taste only her sweet, like an addictive poison, so that he can not extricate himself.

Bit by bit, she rolled up her lilac tongue and sent it to her mouth.

Naturally, fingers are very dishonest in her waist, and bit by bit to attack the city and pool, bit by bit to occupy every territory on her body.

Jiang Shiran put his hands around Ye Baizhi's neck, closed his eyes, and slowly responded to his kiss.

Maybe it's not enough to kiss like this. Liang Qiancheng holds Jiang Shiran and makes her legs clip in his waist and walks to the bathroom.