President proudly spoils the petty wife

After a night in the hotel, it was more than nine o'clock when they woke up. It was not natural. Today was the Lantern Festival. Jiang Yue called and asked them where they were and why they didn't go home to eat dumplings.

The two people almost lingered until dawn. It was an arduous task to get wenwenxi up. Shan Jiang had felt the unhappy mood of his baby. It must not be because of the phone, but because of himself.

"Baby, it's the Lantern Festival. We're going back to eat dumplings." after thinking about it, only what we eat can make her feel better. In a way, Shan Jiang himself is not as effective as eating.

Hearing that there were dumplings to eat, Wenquan Creek thought of the sweet, soft and waxy taste of dumplings in an instant. It was full of blood and resurrected. A smart man sat up.

Sure enough, eating is more effective than her husband. If it's not food, it's estimated that Wenquan Creek will have to discuss the number of shame with Dan Jiang.

"Baby, is food more important than me in your heart?" Shan Jiang was wronged. He had already escaped the questioning link, but he had to find abuse himself.

"I can't see you all day, but I can't eat all day, don't you say?" if the meaning of finding a husband home is to make her exhausted and unable to get out of bed, she would rather be single.

Hearing such words, Shan Jiang almost gushed out his old blood, but in fact, he was unable to refute it. He could only comfort himself in his heart. This metaphor is inappropriate.

If he goes on a business trip because of the company and can't see his baby one day, he will certainly tell her to have a good meal. Although he doesn't need his advice, she will, and it's always possible to comfort herself.

"Baby, I'm so sad when you say that." like now, she can only win her baby's sympathy in another way. Take advantage of her baby's soft heart, so she will love herself.

"Then you'll be sad slowly. I'll go back to eat dumplings." just as he was sad, she hurt herself and was even. Wenquanxi walked to the bathroom without looking back.

Fairy tales are deceptive. Shan Jiang is petrified in situ alone. His baby doesn't love him. He really doesn't love him, but this is his baby. He's still spoiled.

"It's too late to see our baby happy. How can you feel sad?" hold your baby from the back and smell the fragrance of your baby. What else to complain about?

Anyway, she's already from her own family. It's very good that she can rank second in addition to eating. She can eat every day, but she can't see him every day. That's OK.

"Take me out." Wenquan Creek felt that his body was like running five thousand meters, and his bones were almost falling apart. In particular, he lay at home almost half a day and had a headache.

What does it feel like? Maybe her body has entered the state of the elderly. Unfortunately, she is only 25 years old. She blames the dressed animals around her.

"Obey, my royal highness." she took the washing up to her bed and rest, and began to wash herself. When she returned to her single house, it was almost noon again.

At the door of Shan's house, Wenquan River waited for Shan Jiang to open the door for her. Unexpectedly, Shan Jiang directly opened the door and took her out, and was ready to enter the door directly.

She was shocked. It's not a good image. After all, you go home to see your parents, not your own home. It's very impolite.

"What are you doing? Put me down." he quickly stopped Shan Jiang's action while his parents hadn't seen it.

"My baby is tired. This is what I should do. Don't worry, mom and dad won't have a problem with you." in this family, the status of Wenquan Creek has surpassed him. Another one

Shan Jiang took big strides and walked. Wenquan Creek had not had time to come down. Jiang Yue had stood at the door to meet them. There was still a little distance between them. Wenquan Creek could not see the expression on Jiang Yue's face.

Fortunately, she can't see. Wenquan Creek comforts herself that she can't beat Shan Jiang. The initiative is already in his hand. He can't jump if he doesn't want to let her go.

"Oh, baby, is there something uncomfortable?" on the contrary, Jiang Yue was worried and thought that the hot spring stream sprained to her feet or something.

Although it is the beginning of spring, the temperature during the day is still low, and there will be a lot of ice and ice on the road. It is still possible to wrestle accidentally. Moreover, Wenquan Creek has always been careless and has to be worried.

Wenquan Creek didn't know how to explain. Shan Jiang spoke first.

"I was too tired last night." when Jiang Yue went out yesterday, she was still worried about her grandson, so naturally she wanted to hear that they were trying to make people.

How could you have a problem with her? It's too late to be happy. Jiang Yue is really very happy.

"Well, come in and have a good rest. I've prepared dumplings for you." Jiang Yue smiled with a loving mother on her face and winked at her husband to convey the message.

The hot spring stream held in Shan Jiang's arms was confused all the way. She was really tired last night and should be trying to make people, but she was still very embarrassed when all this was said.

They should be deep in love, but isn't it frivolous for such information to be said? Why are mom and dad so happy?

"I said it doesn't matter? So you can rest assured."

He also sent a message to his parents from the side, telling them that he was trying to make people. Without their repeated reminders, his ears would hear the cocoon.

And if you go on like this, your baby may not dare to come to their house in the future.

"You're shameless." the weather is very cold, but the hot spring stream is still very dry and hot. Your red face is like burning a fire.

"I love you." if other women were tired in front of him, he wouldn't touch it, okay? Only his own baby worried him so much.

"Why didn't I see it?" anyway, she always said no to him, but her attitude still needs to be made clear. If she surrendered without fighting for it, where will her face go?

"Do you want me to kiss again?" without the consent of Wenquan Creek, Shan Jiang took a kiss, just as happy as a child who got sugar.

Two people are fighting and making trouble. Jiang Yue sees how they love each other. Then her grandson should not be far from her.

"Eating dumplings..." interrupted their love, thinking that they might not have had breakfast in the morning, and there was nothing they couldn't bear.

After all, there will be grandchildren sooner or later.