Three babies: domineering daddy kisses addictedly

"Master, it's time to eat." Su Ma's coming in undoubtedly broke the little fish's distress. Several people, the master just had to smile, and the master and sun came down.

Looking at the rich dinner, the table was almost all the dishes that little fish loved to eat. Su Jinyu looked at her father with a flat mouth.

Mei Ling just motioned her not to talk. Qiu Haoran sat beside her and gently held her little hand. The old man just coughed.

"I don't seem to have asked you to cook so many dishes today." the old man deliberately flashed a glance at Su ma. Of course, Su Ma understood what the old man meant.

"This is what my husband asked me to make for the eldest lady today." the little fish looked at the dishes on this table for the first time, but he was not particularly happy and didn't feel anything.

I just stared at the dishes and was stunned. These are also my mother's favorite dishes, but it's a pity that my mother can't eat them anymore.

"What's the matter, girl?" the old man sat down and looked at the little fish. He thought she was moved. Mei lingjinnan came forward and helped her sit down.

"Don't be in a daze, does your father have a heart." Su Jinyu looked at Mei Ling and flattered her very much, but she was unhappy. Her small hand clenched her fist, but Qiu Haoran held it.

The temperature from the back of her hand made her just bow her head and lose everything in her eyes. Would her father treat herself like a man like Jin Hanchen.

Although her father bought her favorite food, she was uncomfortable to see her father treat the little fish.

"Thank you, father." Su Huan was stunned by a lightly written sentence. It seemed as far away as several mountains. The old man didn't care whether they could eat directly at that time.

"Little fish, this is delicious." he tried to bring her food. He was glad to smile and eat it one mouthful at a time, but he felt it difficult to swallow.

Su Huan was also silent. At this moment, he felt that she and Xiaoyu seemed very strange. It was so strange that Wenqiao could approach her heart, but he couldn't.

This problem is very serious. Can it be remedied? Looking at that deja vu face, Mei Ling's eyes at Su Huan were almost angry.

After a few bites, he left the table, but the little fish put down the dishes and chopsticks: "Aunt Mei, don't eat more. I remember you liked it before."

Mei Ling listened to Aunt Mei and looked back to see the little fish as if she had seen a ghost, as if she had returned to the time when they first met at Su's house.

At that time, Wen Hui was pregnant with her child and touched her stomach, and so did her temper. She really didn't warm up and said, "Miss Mei, these are what you like to eat. Why don't you like them?"

Swallowing a mouthful of water, he seemed to feel that he had lost his attitude. He just turned around without any words in the answer. Su Huan felt that he had no savings to eat at that time.

Su Jinyu wanted to leave when she saw Mei Ling leave the table, but Qiu Haoran stopped her.

The little fish smiled slightly at the corners of her mouth. She was afraid. She thought Mei Ling wouldn't be guilty of being a thief!

Mei Ling closed the door. At that scene, she was almost frightened. There were a few cold sweats behind her. Was it just the little fish retaliating against herself or her illusion.

That sentence was intentional or unintentional. It seems that few people know about it. She must have been busy recently, so she had an illusion.

I felt that I had been dreaming about something I shouldn't dream about recently, and sat down on the ground: "why, you don't even let me die, and even your daughter is so like you."

Mei Ling doesn't know why she doesn't want to see little fish recently, because seeing her is like seeing Wen Hui.

"Mom, are you all right!" after dinner, Su Jinyu shook off Qiu Haoran, so she came to the room and knocked on the door. Mei Ling was surprised.

She was relieved to hear her daughter's voice and slowly opened the door. She almost calmed down, but she still had lingering palpitations.

"It's all right. I just thought of some unhappy things. Don't worry. The engagement banquet will continue tomorrow. Is your leg all right?" she bent over and looked at her daughter's leg.

Looking at the mother's sudden gentle talk to her, she felt warm. She helped her mother gently shake her head and said, "it's all right, mom."

Qiu Haoran sat on the sofa after dinner. Su Huan sat opposite and glanced at him from time to time. Should this man consider joining the company.

Now when the company is officially short of people, anyway, he is also his son-in-law tomorrow. It's better to let him join Su's group than recruit an outsider.

Qiu Haoran knew that Su Huan was looking at him, but she didn't dare to look up, because she didn't know what to say about the company. He would think that he was really peeping into something and was with Su Jinyu.

"Do you want to enter Su's family?" he was stunned when he looked at the newspaper, but he soon regained his mind, put down the newspaper and looked at Su Huan opposite very seriously.

"In fact, to tell the truth, I really want to enter the company. No matter which company I want to enter, men always have to have some skills to support their women."

Listening to his words, he is also an old hand in love. Some of his words just sound good, so that several people can do it.

"It's the most unreliable thing to say, and it's true to do it." Su Huan's words didn't surprise him. Anyway, he accepted them gladly and looked at him as modest and educated.

"After the engagement banquet, I'll take you to the Su family sometime. After all, I'm going to be the son-in-law of the Su family. Don't let people gossip at that time."

Qiu Haoran answered, and suddenly the living room was quiet again. The old man looked at the little fish who read and checked the information carefully, and was slightly stunned and pleased.

Sighed and continued to look at the book. Do you want Xiaoyu to go to the company to have a look? But the son will certainly give some difficult hesitation and tangle again.

Jin Hanchen looked at the time. Min Huan was almost stunned when he saw those plans. They were not at a level at all!

"Think that's better?" this afternoon, they just read some materials and listened to his explanation, so they can make such a perfect plan. It's great.

"President, I can't do it. You'd better come." Min Huan thought every plan was OK. He could hardly find any flaws.

"Then use Xue Mingyang. Ask him to come to work." Jin Hanchen took a look and decided directly. He didn't look at the others, and min Huan was stunned.

"I never thought that I would come here in this way?" then Xue Mingyang came in without knocking on the door, then took a look at Jin Hanchen and began to look around.

Min Huan watched him come in. His breath seemed to be similar to himself, but he felt completely different.

"Go and pour a cup of coffee in." Jin Hanchen asked min Huan to go out with the cup and put down his work.

"Why are you not used to it? Or are you disappointed that little fish is not here?" Xue Mingyang didn't expect him to be so generous by directly mentioning little fish.

"It's totally different from Grandpa Jin I met a few years ago." he didn't seem to care about his sour jealousy.

"Is your head squeezed by the door?" I looked at him sitting down and seemed very dissatisfied. I looked at him like a son.

"I think you've really changed a lot, or do you like such a fancy style when you're in love?" the painter's peach blossom floating on the wall.

It seems a little too girlish. It's not suitable for these domineering young masters, okay?

"Little fish like it, so that's it." Jin Hanchen looked at him proudly, but Xue Mingyang didn't care about getting up. As a result, min Huan brought in the coffee.

Min Huan felt that he completely regarded this place as his own home, and went in casually without restraint.

"Little brother, don't look at me with that suspicious look. I'm the man selected by your president. Be careful that I'm interested in you."

Deliberately, min Huan, who was frightened by the past, hurried to stop looking, and suddenly looked at Min Huan and Jin Hanchen. How could they look so well.

One was attacked and the other was attacked. The little fish's sentence who was up and who was down couldn't help laughing. Min Huan looked at him curiously.

Jin Hanchen's cold eyes passed, and he couldn't help smiling, but it was the first time to be seen as a fool.

I feel how I became a snake spirit disease after I was with Mo BeiYao. No, I have to calm down.

"Do you have the same level of IQ as Mo BeiYao?" it sounded so awkward and had a trace of irony.

"After being with something for a long time, it will naturally become something." Xue Mingyang's words made Mo BeiYao who had just arrived at the door blink.

"Brother Hanchen." Mo Beixing walked in wrongfully. She was unhappy to think that he was engaged. She begged grandpa to let her come back this time.

"Don't you know who can't enter my office?" the cold words made Mo Beixing feel sad, and her face looked even worse.

"Brother Hanchen, you were obviously not like this before." he went directly to Jin Hanchen's side. Mo BeiYao felt something was going to happen.

Xue Mingyang looks like watching a good play. Childhood sweetheart depends on how you refuse. Although Mo Beixing is a little wayward, as long as tears spin in his eyes, Jin Hanchen can't be cruel.

After all, I grew up together, but I don't want to comfort her as softly as before. After all, he is now married.

"Go away, your sister-in-law will be angry when she sees it." a sentence from her sister-in-law makes Mo Beixing more reluctant to go away and makes her misunderstand better. Anyway, she just doesn't like her.

"Mo Beixing." Jin Hanchen couldn't help roaring, and her tears fell down like raindrops.

"Are you cruel to me? You've never been cruel to me before. Since you dare to be cruel to me for an outsider," Mo BeiYao saw Jin Hanchen's blackened face.

I wanted to persuade my sister, but I finally gave up the struggle. Isn't it time to go to death?