My Children Are Fierce and Adorable!

  Chapter 141 Guan Chibei was trapped in the house

  Guan Chibei was watching quietly, and after the second child had finished drinking, it was the turn of the little boss.

  The little boss is the biggest, and it’s not bullying him. In many cases, except for the little child, who is the first one, Ye Chaoluo is the one who is with him and the little child, whoever catches it first.

  The smell of mother-and-child milk is in the room, which makes ordinary people affirm that their faces are red. But Guan Chibei was not bad, he stood there with a stiff face, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when all the three babies had finished their milk.

  Hugged the little boss down, Guan Chibei also knows how to belch a few babies.

  After the breastfeeding is done, there is still no belly pocket in Ye Zhaoluo's shirt...what should I do?

   Putting Ye Yanzhao's belly pocket on, this matter really can't be done by Chibei.

  His dark eyes quickly glanced at Ye Zhaoming, his eyes touched the thin blanket on the kang, and when he lifted his palm, he pulled directly over the thin blanket and wrapped Ye Zhaoming's open outer shirt.

   Guan Chibei also paused.

  Then, Guan Chibei turned back kindly, bent over and stretched out his long arms, picked up Ye Chaolu, moved to the center of the kang, and placed it properly. Then he stood up straight.

   put the three babies neatly next to Ye Zhaoluo.

  Stable!

  Four mother and son are finally settled.

   Regardless of Chibei's body, his mind was really shocked, and he was a little tired. He glanced at a few mothers and children, then turned around and prepared to go out to calm down.

  As soon as the door was opened, the torrential rain almost rushed into the house.

   Guan Chibei can only close the door one second later.

"……"Fine.

  Little boss, the washing rain after the thunder of Heavenly Punishment you summoned was quite heavy.

  Guan Chibei can only be trapped in the house, guarding the four of them.

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  After Wei fell down the mountain forest, he really didn't feel well. The mountain road happened to be relatively steep mountain forest on both sides. Wei Ge followed the slope, "Gululu" rolled all the way down, rolling straight down a long steep **** before it stopped.

  He even hit a big boulder with his whole body, and was scratched by many sharp branches, awl-shaped stones, and vines along the way, leaving a lot of scars on his body.

  Blood stains are red and swollen, the clothes have been hooked and hung on the body piecemeal, even more unable to conceal those scars, mottled swelling marks all over.

  This is already very miserable.

  The moment Brother Wei hit the boulder hard, he also vomited blood.

  The problem is, as calculated.

  After he just stopped rolling down, there was a thunder in the sky.

  Brother Wei didn't even have a place to hide, and was immediately overwhelmed.

Don’t forget, all his clothes were torn and he suffered various injuries. It’s still autumn and winter. Heavy rain and extreme cold are permeating the fields. The temperature is even lower under the steep slopes, and the soil will become frozen when the soil is wet. Cold and sticky.

Brother Wei was called a miserable and miserable person. What's more, he was suddenly wet by the heavy rain. He instinctively wanted to find a place to hide from the rain. He staggered to his feet, slipped on his feet, and another head. Hit back on the big rock.

  Ge Wei: "……"

  This time, he fainted directly.

  So you can see, in the pouring rain, next to the big stone, Brother Wei is lying upright, even if his whole body is injured, he is constantly being showered by the heavy rain.

  It's really rain of washing.

  The heavy rain lasted all morning and stopped after more than two hours.

  People in the entire Yuancheng and mountain villages are talking about how this sudden heavy rain is really bad.

  　 Sorry, I made a mistake in the update just now, so I pasted it again

  　　 To tell you, it’s cool to write this kind of ambiguous plot, I’m very tortured to write

  　　 Because I always think about the scale, I always write whether I can write, but I don’t want to be dry...

  　　 is simply tortured == not very comfortable

  (End of this chapter)