On the contrary, he Qing is really going to have postpartum depression!

Every day I'm busy, but I finally go home. I want to hold my wife. I'm stuck in her gentle countryside for a moment. But there are three little things who are not funny and quarrel with him to rob his wife. It's really fun!

Especially the second one, he is just a little devil!

Little devil!!

Because of him, he Qing is really jealous!

Look, it's not

"Wow!"

On a beautiful morning, the bedroom of he's house was peaceful and warm, but it was suddenly broken by the loud cry of the second young master of he's house.

And on the big bed of bedroom softness, Luo Yun light soft of sink in the arm bend of He Qing, embrace his waist, sleep of matchless sweetness.

It's hard for him to wake up in his arms.

But he pretended not to hear, not to move!

Instead, Luo Yun opened her eyes lazily and shriveled her mouth. She was about to get up and get out of bed.

The hand that hugged her waist was quite quick and insolent!

Her people were immediately dragged back.

"He Qing, don't..."

"Don't care about him!"

He Qing's vague and angry voice came out from above her head,

Where is this kind of stinky child who gets up in the middle of the night to wait on Luo Yunqing two or three times, disturbing his and his wife's lingering, not to mention, in the early morning, but also disturbing people's dreams?

Where is it?

This little devil, he loves to cry!!

He Qing closed his eyes and knew it was the second one just by crying.

If it wasn't for his son, he could just carry it up and throw it out the window!

What a grind!

His younger brother did not move. He was the only one who cried at the top of his voice every morning like a newspaper on demand!

He Qing doesn't understand. Isn't he wet with urine? Is he crying?

As for crying, is it like being skinned!

But to be honest, sometimes I am really angry and want to strip his skin!

He didn't like to cry so much when he was a father. How could this smelly son love to cry so much?

Every time I shed tears, it's like a tearful person, more delicate than a girl.

If it's said that he Qing's son in the future, won't it be shameful?

He Qing full of resentment, tightly press Luo Yun light how all refuse to let her go.

Luo Yunqing is also sleepy, but she can't help it. She is the best mother in the world. How can she allow her baby son to cry and ignore her?

"He's wet and uncomfortable..."

She said, stroking her forehead in a feeble voice.

She has a hoarse voice.

Because she was attacked several times by He Qing's hungry wolf in the bathroom last night, her voice was tired.

I really want to sleep in, but the baby cried

With a long sigh, Luo Yun forced himself to cheer up.

"You are very busy these days. You must be very tired. You go on sleeping. I'll take him out without disturbing you."

Gently stroking He Qing's chamber, especially gently comforting him, Luo Yun said gently while kissing on his angry lips.

Then she got up, went over and picked up the smelly son lying on the crib.

Alas, it is clear that other children like sleeping especially at his age, just like his elder brother and younger brother, but he doesn't know who he is. He is in such a good mood.

Eat more, pull more, make more fun, the most important thing is, cry loud!

Even her such a good mother all over the world have to sigh, this little guy is a little devil!!

"Be good, go away, be good, don't cry, don't cry."

Roll.

Yes, there's no mistake. He Qing's second son's nickname is Gungun.

He Qing took the name himself.

Because the boy was so fond of fighting with his family that he was so jealous that he got such a symbolic nickname for him.

Roll.

He Qing not only hopes that his body can be round and rolling, but also hopes that he can arch his little buttocks and get out of his wife's arms!

Get out of here!!

Luo Yunqing didn't protest at first. How could he give his son such a nickname?

Can he Qing cool face, not insist on call this, call this!

In the end, even my grandfather and I had no choice but to agree.After all, he didn't take the turn to take the baby's name as a father. He didn't take the baby's name as well as the baby's.

Don't say, roll, roll, I feel very close when I call too much.

Luoyun light has been used to, anyway, children, meat rolling is also very good.

"Go away, don't cry. Dad is sleeping. He's really tired recently. It's hard to sleep in. You're good. Don't wake up dad."

Light holding the small body of the second son, Luoyun light voice gentle to the extreme.

But in fact, there is a saying that she didn't say in her heart - if you continue to howl like this and annoy your father, it's time for him to make an account for you again!

Your future will be even more bleak, even mom, I can't help you!

However, Luo Yun light still has conscience, not willing to really threaten him like this, just holding him to coax and kiss.

Little doll, soft body, and just woke up from the sweet dream, pink face egg red, rub up, that warm soft slippery touch, not to mention how comfortable.

It makes people's heart turn into water in an instant.

Luoyun light when the mother is even more, the heart of a soft mess, her eyes are like water, can't help but kiss and kiss.

The tone is also more gentle and doting.

This can immediately make some big man on the big bed feel bad.

The boss is upset.

The vinegar jar was overturned in an instant!

"Rub" of all of a sudden, a second ago still trapped in a good sleep of He Qing spring sat up, stride, he toward Luoyun light walk past.

"Send him to the babysitter," he said coldly

Mom went back to her hometown to take care of her grandmother these two days, and the aunts were all busy. There was really no one to help them with the baby. Fortunately, there was a nanny.

But Luoyun light or not at ease, insist on pushing the crib to their room, she will bring.

On the first day, he Qing couldn't stand it.

Go away, go away!

The little grinders!

Little devil!

Pull open the door, twist eyebrow, he Qingyang voice with a little anger called the nanny downstairs, and then turned back to the side of Luo Yunqing, extremely overbearing language breath: "you go back to sleep with me."

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