Dear Mr. Shi

"What your niece, it's obviously my niece, we want to kiss more." Li Qianze, who held the little guy, immediately turned away.

But just now when they snatched it like this, Yi Mo woke up when she was asleep.

The little guy flattened his mouth, and suddenly started crying.

Shi Anuo felt distressed. While coaxing the little guy, he blamed Li Qianze: "Li Qianze, look at what you do, cry as soon as you hug, give me Xiao Lele!"

Li Qianze didn't return to Shi Annuo. While shaking Xiao Lele who was crying in his arms, he petted and yelled: "Don't cry, Xiao Lele, you are about to cry, my uncle doesn't like you anymore! "

Shi Annuo sighed next to him: "Our little Lele, it's not rare that you like it."

At this moment, Song Qinghuan, who was helping Aunt Wang cooking in the kitchen, ran out immediately after hearing her daughter's cry, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Shi Annuo's eyes turned slyly and immediately said: "Sister-in-law, Qing Huan, Li Qianze bullies Xiao Lele."

Song Qinghuan frowned, "Second brother, what are you doing again?"

She walked over quickly, and then took the child from Li Qianze's hands, "Actually abused my daughter while I was away."

Li Qianze called a grievance: "I'm wronged, how could I bully Xiao Lele, nothing, absolutely nothing, I just want to hug her."

Unable to see someone under a double-sided siege, Mo Liusha said for Li Qianze: "The baby should be hungry and cry when he wakes up."

"I'll settle the account with you later!" Song Qinghuan said, holding the child to the small bedroom next to it.

This room has been transformed into a temporary nursing room. Generally, on the first floor, Song Qinghuan nurses her children in this room.

Li Qianze stared at Shi Annuo the first time Song Qinghuan turned around: "Shi Annuo, you wronged me just now, what do you mean, do you really want to fight?"

Shi Annuo sneered indifferently: "Fight as long as you are afraid of anyone."

Mo Liusha looked at them with a headache. They were arguing constantly, and decided to follow Song Qinghuan to the nursery room.

The little guy cried for a while in his mother's arms, but when Song Qinghuan fed her, he immediately stopped crying. He couldn't wait to **** up, and hummed to express the grievances he had just received from time to time.

Song Qinghuan laughed and said: "Are you so hungry? Drinking so urgently, can't you drink slowly without anyone robbing you?"

The door knocked softly, and Mo Liusha's voice came from outside: "Sister-in-law Qinghuan, do you mind if I go in?"

"It's okay, come in." They are all girls, and Song Qinghuan certainly doesn't mind that much.

"The two of them are quarreling to death. Haven't they been arguing every time they meet?" Mo Liusha sat aside embarrassedly.

Song Qinghuan smiled at her, and then thought for a while: "It seems to be bickering, just two flowers..."

Suddenly, I felt something was wrong. This Mo Liusha was Li Qianze's fiancée. To say that the two playboys seemed to be part of their family.

"It's okay, I know!" Mo Liusha smiled thoughtfully.

She glanced at Xiao Lele who was drinking milk.

The mother and son’s licking affection deeply moved Mo Liusha. The warmth of this moment made Mo Liusha feel soft.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched Xiao Lele's face, and then felt a magical feeling: "The little thing is really cute, but it doesn't look like you, it seems to be more like a father."