Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Lu Jin laughed out loud, and then lowered her head, held her face, and kissed it.

Not far away, I don’t know who it is, so I’ll play another song, a song that the Lu Qiaos and his wife can no longer be familiar with.

"The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves that had sheltered from the rain with you, the picture of the memory is swinging on the swing..."

The kiss is getting deeper.

The wind roared and the snow flew.

The four words he just said are: there are you in life.

The three words she just said are: me too.

I have a wish, the wish is very small, only four words: I have you in my life.

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[Xu Jiamu: I really want to take you to meet me in the past, so you know how your appearance changed me. 】

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Two and a half years later.

More than three years ago, Joan was pregnant, and the Hollywood heroine selection contest was officially launched today.

Lu Jinnian put down all his work in Beijing and entrusted the three-year-old little rice cake to Qiao Anxia and Xu Jiamu to take care of him. He personally flew to the United States to pick up Qiao An to return home.

This drama was filmed for five months. The time spent with Joan Hao and Xiaonianbao on the way was no more than a week. Although he would chat with Xiaonianmo video every day, but Joan did a good job on the plane, he didn’t care about anything. He hurried to Jinnian and drove back to Jinxiu Garden quickly.

As soon as the car stopped, Qiao An could not wait to push the door open and ran into the house. While shouting the name of the little rice cake, she swept around in the living room, then hurried up the stairs, and finally in the toy room There was a small rice cake in it, and Jo Anxia was lying opposite him, and was piled up with him.

It is said that Joan Xia accompanied the stacking blocks, but in fact, the small rice cake was piled alone. Qiao Anxia was more like his assistant. From time to time, he ordered a block and handed it over.

"Auntie, want a pink U shape."

"Yellow L-shaped."

"Purple S shape."

"Aunt, it's purple, not orange!"

Joan couldn't help but chuckled, then shouted "Little Rice Cake" and walked over to hug him.

Little Rice Cake kissed Joan's good face and shouted, "Mom."

Then he slipped from Joan's good arms and dragged Joan to accompany himself and began to pile up the wood. The tone of his speech was obviously softer.

"Mom, can you please give me the blue E-shape?"

"Mom, please give me a..."

"Mom, thank you, give me another..."

Qiao Anxia saw that Xiao Nian gao had a different attitude towards herself and Qiao An. She couldn't help but chuckled, and he said "Hey" to Qiao Anhao, saying, "Qiao Qiao and Lu Yingdi are really Enough is enough. I can’t be a wife and slave. I also turned my son into a slave at a young age..."

Joan glanced at Joan Xia with a squint, but only pursed his lips and smiled, then handed him a black square at the request of Little Rice Cake.

Afterwards, Joan seemed to think of something. He raised his eyelids and looked at Joan Xia, who turned over and over with a toy gun, and said, "Oh, next Monday, I will send the little rice cake to kindergarten. Do you have time tomorrow? ? Accompany me to the mall."

"Okay." Qiao Anxia lay down on the crawling blanket, raised the gun high, and then said, "Is this Xu Jiamu bought for Xiaonianba?"

"Hmm." Joan responded, lowering his head, and took another brick for the small rice cake.