Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

Framed by Li Jue Feng, Len's face is even darker. Standing on the board, he looks down at the ground.

Gu Xiaoai was about to wipe the tissue for him, but the tissue was snatched by a slender hand. Li juefeng half knelt down beside the stroller with the tissue and gently wiped the corners of Li Ziqi's lips. "Your sister is drooling!"

Li Jue Feng's words are very reasonable.

“……”

People are silent and look at each other. Normal people don't think that a boy who is nearly six years old will make a child who is a few months old drool

Mr. Li's thinking is really... Invincible.

Gu Xiaoai looked at Li Jue Feng carefully wiping his saliva for Lizi. As soon as he was about to open his mouth, his skirt was caught by a small hand.

Gu Xiaoai lowers her eyes. Len has a drooping face and shakes her head silently. Then she takes the football from the maid's hand and turns to leave.

"Son, you just played football. I'll wash your hair."

Gu Xiaoai said in a loud voice on purpose, then caught up with him, took one of Len's little hands, turned his eyes and glanced at Li Jue Feng with Yu Guang.

"Ai, AI..."

Looking at Len's leaving, Li Ziqi was even more anxious, and his little hand "slapped" on Li Jue Feng's face.

Li Jue Feng didn't even frown. He continued to wipe the corners of her lips, and her thin lips even raised a smile. "Give dad a smile."

……

Damn it!

This stinking man! It's enough to have a daughter!

Hold your daughter for a lifetime!

Gu Xiaoai has resentment in his heart. He grabs Len's little hand and goes upstairs. The urgency of his steps makes len look sideways.

"Li Ziting." "Go to the football field and let me see what you've learned."

……

This man

Gu Xiaoai pursed her lips, felt Len's little hand stagnated, and went upstairs.

"Li Ziting!"

The voice of Li Jue Feng became severe.

Len He could not help but stop. He was always afraid and respectful of Li Jue Feng.

Gu Xiaoai and Len turn around. Li juefeng takes the football from him and spins it at his fingertips, much faster than len

Then, Li Jue Feng threw the football back and kicked it up with his heel, controlling the distance of the football without hurting anyone. His action was coherent and natural, showing a set of fancy football.

Gu Xiaoai looks at len. Sure enough, Len's eyes are stunned and follow the football without blinking.

Kicking the football at the tip of the foot, Li Jue Feng once again put the football firmly on the tip of the index finger, turning it like flowing water, which made people feel tongue tied.

"Well, do you want to learn?" Li Jue Feng stares down at len, his thumb slips, and the football turns faster.

Len She pursed her lips, swallowed her saliva, and considered whether to hold her ground or to surrender

Gu Xiaoai bent down and whispered in his ear with only two people's voice, "go ahead, we'll call him fascist when we learn all his skills!"

This calms Len's hesitation.

"I want to learn!" Len said firmly.

"People who are still drooling at the age of five have little chance of success." Li juefeng holds the football in his hands and looks at len with disdain.

Len Suddenly he was so angry that his cheeks were puffed up, "I didn't drool!"

It's his sister who kisses him and gets all her saliva on his face.

"There's more now!" Li Jue Feng looked at the glistening saliva on his face with disgust. His eyes clearly said, "don't quibble."