Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Although the child is young and looks only four or five years old, he didn't expect to be so cautious.

Qiao Xin looked at Xiao Yanqiao. Answer the phone. Leave the phone number on his cell phone.

"Baby, my first day in Haicheng. There's no place to live now. I'll give you my mobile phone number and call me when you want to find me." josin smiled and rubbed his hairy hair, "good..."

Josin got up.

Yan Qiao looked at her, but he didn't want to separate. The eyes are full of nostalgia.

"Mommy..." Yan Qiao followed a few steps, "my name is Yan Qiao, you remember..."

What else does he want to say. But Liu tezhu picked up Xiao Yanqiao while Qiao Xin turned his head.

He was so tired that he didn't have any strength.

The whole person seems to have no strength at all.

Helpless to stay in Liu Chuan's arms, he still wanted to say a few words with Qiao Xin, but his voice was in his throat. But some can't send out.

Rather than let a person you don't like be a mommy, let her.

When josin looked up again. Looking at the child held in his arms by Liu tezhu, Yan Qiao's face was red. It seemed that he had something to say. I didn't say it at last.

Only the eyes with tears really looked at her pitifully.

Josin wants to say a few more words. Liu tezhu left with his children.

The little guy waved at her. Josin felt melted.

Looking at him out of sight, josin took back his eyes, then smiled and said to himself, "what a lovely child."

Finally, he pulled his suitcase out of the door and got on a black Maserati.

Liu tezhu secretly wiped a sweat. Finally, he took him to the side of banquet night.

Mingcaiyan and banquet Secretary night wait on the side seat. Mingcaiyan has been leaning against banquet Secretary night.

Liu tezhu looked at the scene. Slightly frowned.

When their eyes turned, his expression immediately returned to his usual appearance and respectfully placed Yan Qiao beside Yan Siye.

"Boss, I brought the young master back."

Yan Qiao glanced at mingcaiyan, and his pale little face hissed, "this woman... Gave birth to me?" his eyes were different from those just now.

The body just felt better, and immediately began to look like a little adult.

Ming Caiyan listens to Liu tezhu's voice, turns her eyes to his side and sees Xiao Yanqiao.

Although he is only five years old and hasn't grown up, he looks like a handsome boy, and his noble temperament is the same as that of banquet night.

He is worthy of being the son of Yan Siye.

"Come on, Qiaoqiao, come here and Hold Mommy." mingcaiyan is filled with a faint smile, but she is really too thin, just like a bone shelf.

Yan Qiao didn't move, but looked at her quietly.

He held his arms in front of his chest, pulled the corners of his mouth, and showed a ironic smile, "my dear mommy, you make yourself look like a ghost or a ghost now. Isn't it to postpone the day of donating bone marrow for a few days?"

Children have no intention of covering up at all.

This is how it happened. He can say what he thought directly.

Banquet Secretary Ye's face changed, but he didn't say much.

Her mind was exposed. Mingcaiyan smiled awkwardly and finally revealed her best skills.