Mr.President, don't be too bad

She was just about to go upstairs, but she heard a voice at the end of the second floor.

Si Wenqian walked over in doubt.

The door of the guest room was not closed tightly, and a finger gap was opened.

"If you send Xiaoyi to the old house, I'll ignore you!" Xia Yiwan's voice came out from the crack of the door, soft and with a trace of anger.

Si Nuan Qian looked in through the crack of the door in surprise, and then saw her brother lying in bed with Xia Yiwan.

Both of them were covered with quilts, but their exposed shoulders were all bare.

Si Mo didn't notice anyone peeking. His mind was on sending his son back.

With infinite grievances, Si Mo looked at Xia Yiwan and said, "then you have the heart to see me sleep in the guest room every day?"

I don't know what's wrong with that bastard. He cried and didn't sleep after leaving Xia Yi night these nights.

Xia Yiwan couldn't bear her son crying, so she took him directly to the big bed to sleep.

Siyi steamed stuffed bun needs milk every night, but Xia Yiwan has been busy recently.

In order to let her have a good rest, sister GUI also moved to the master bedroom to take care of the bastard at night.

So he was driven out of the master bedroom and moved to the guest room.

"I'm here to accompany you!" Xia Yi said at a glance.

Early in the morning, as soon as she finished washing, she was brought to the guest room by him. It was really speechless.

"You came there to accompany me. You were obviously kidnapped by me." Simo smiled.

"Kidnap also accompanied ah." Xia Yi said late.

"I sent Xiaoyi to the old house, in fact, because grandpa is easy to be sad every new year. Let's let Xiaoyi go to accompany the old man. " Si Mo said solemnly.

Xia Yi glanced at him: "Oh? Really? "

Of course it's fake!

The Secretary warmed his stomach and then left the door of the guest room with a red face.

Brother is so cheeky. He will send away the little wing for his own sexual happiness.

Thinking in his heart, Si Wenqian went to the bedroom to accompany Si Yi's steamed stuffed bun.

She had to quickly tell Siyi steamed stuffed bun the news and ask him not to disturb his parents' sexual life so as not to be expelled.

In the master bedroom, Siyi steamed stuffed bun was still sleeping on his back.

Si Nuan Qian lay aside and looked at him. The corners of his lips couldn't help raising.

The genes of their family are very good. Look at the appearance of Siyi steamed stuffed bun.

The eyelashes are thick and slender, the skin is white, and the facial features are exquisite. It completely inherits all of Si Mo and Xia Yiwan. It must be a male god when it grows up.

Si Wenqian thought, couldn't help touching the face of Siyi steamed stuffed bun, and then kissed a few more in succession.

She must find a handsome husband to have a baby in the future, otherwise the baby will be ugly and embarrassed to hold it out.

Thinking in his heart, a face flashed in Si Nuan Qian's mind.

"Bah bah!" Si Wenqian, please bah.

Having children is a matter for her and her future husband. How could she think of that demon!

"Early in the morning, who do you Bah?" Xia Yiwan's confused voice came from the door.

"Who else can it be, except the demon..." Si Nuan thousand answered.

In the middle of her words, she reacted, and then immediately changed her mouth.

"I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that a demon was killing me. I just remembered it, so bah, go to bad luck."

"Demon?" Xia Yiwan came over with a smile: "what kind of demon is it?"