My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Gu Yu was very happy with the small group.

I couldn't help but kiss and kiss on the cheek of the small group: "Baby, you are so cute. When you are discharged from the hospital, your sister will give you a handful of porridge. It is a hundred times more fragrant than this! Let you eat more happily!"

"So, can I grow up faster?"

"Oh, maybe! Mission, what are you eager to grow up? When the child is not good?"

"Not good. I have to hurry up to be able to marry Miss Sister. Because the empire is 18 years old, I can get a marriage certificate."

"Ah? Hahaha! You are so cute to the squad! The young lady is waiting for you to grow up. Say hello to me, don't let others swear!"

"You can't marry someone else."

"Of course, the world's most beautiful and handsome guy! The sister's eyes are not embarrassed, why marry someone else?"

"..."

At this moment, the palace prince carries a bowl of porridge, his face is already black as the bottom of the pot...

As the head of the family, does he still have a sense of existence?

Ok?

Still no one cares about him!

Obviously, there is no.

Gu Yu and Xiao Tuanzi, if they can't finish talking, even if a grain of rice falls on the table, both people can laugh for a long time.

Speaking of what to live with and what to play afterwards, it is even more endless.

"Miss sister, you really like to eat chili! I thought you were just trying to tease me! I told you that after you let me eat chili last time, I came back and ate it a few times and found it really Good times! I also love the last chili!"

"Haha, is it? Actually, I still like to eat ice cream in the winter!"

"Really? It’s so smart, Miss Sister, me too, me too!"

"What about you? Do you have anything special to like? Or are you particularly good at playing?"

"I... I can spell a messy cube in 10 seconds!"

"Would it be so clever, when I was a child, the record of the Rubik's Cube was also 10 seconds!"

"My king is playing Li Bai!"

"me too!"

"I don't like to cover my ankles when I sleep at night."

"Well, it’s too stuffy to cover the ankles, but I have to cover my hands."

"Me too! Miss sister, I will use the left-hander. I have never told them that I am pretending to be a right-hander..."

"Haha, I will tell you quietly, I can use it too!"

"Miss sister, I have a swirl at the top of my head. They say that this means more arrogant and disobedient, and it affects my handsome hair. I am so upset..."

"Oh, I understand completely! The swirl on my head, I need to skill in tying my hair..."

"..."

Two people, you say a word, excited to say similar life habits, where is like a non-intimate stepmother and a son, is like a pair of lovers in love, desperately looking for a common topic.

The palace priest coughed a few times, the porridge in the bowl was gone, no one, no one, noticed him, asked if he had enough food, or porridge!

So cool...

He couldn't bear it: "These guys you said are also there! Metropolis! What's great? Hey!"

He put the bowl heavy and put out a crisp sound to express his dissatisfaction.

however……

Next second...

"Hey, be honest, be honest. First, you don't like spicy food. Second, you don't like ice cream in winter and summer. Third, you have to fight for 15 seconds. Fourth, you simply don't. Will play the king, fifth, when you sleep..." The small group has a finger to count the number of Gongjue and Gu Yu are not similar.

The temperament of the palace is like a thunder, but it is not good in the face of Gu Yu’s face: "..."

You are a little bastard. Who was the king who was a childish game? Ok?