One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 2945 Green Fruit 4

The meat I was raised by my grandmother was tooted, and I wore more in the winter. I struggled to open my legs and waved and waved to him.

I didn't pay attention to it, I fell a real thing. Although it was not serious, I could wear a layer of skin in my palm. I still didn't cry out loudly. Dongyu had a red eye and panicked me. Once, I showed a look outside of gentleness and indifference on his face.

Growing up, I ran a little more steady, and gradually got closer, playing with other children, playing hide and seek, catching up, and being a mad man.

When I was young, I liked the night at night.

At that time, we were still young, and everything was taboo. Every night, my grandmother took a bath for Dongyu. When I was a child, I knew what was wrong, and when I used my hands and feet, I climbed into the bathtub and squeezed with him.

I especially like to tease him, and I also pointed to the little guy who hasn't developed in Dongyu, and asked her grandmother why her brother is different from me.

Grandma is always amused by me, scratching my nose, laughing at me and saying no harm.

On the contrary, Dongyu would be a bit shy, so that when I slid naked with him, he did not dare to move.

My grandmother wiped the shower gel for us. I like the smell of this fragrance. I like my body with the same fragrance as Dongyu.

I am very afraid of black, and I don't like to sleep with my grandmother, but I am willing to squeeze a small bed with Dongyu.

In the evening, I often wrapped my small arms and legs around him with impunity, and wrapped him in stone scissors, and the boring game became the most interesting pastime.

When I was lifted into the sky, I couldn't sleep. I liked to lie on his side, holding a small head, shaking his head and listening to him singing and listening to him telling stories.

The voice of Dongyu is very nice, crisp like a wind chime, revealing a few tender childishness, gentle singing in my ears.

At that time, he could only sing a few songs, or he learned from music lessons. I was not tired of listening to it. Every night in my childhood, I was always in this soft voice, and I fell asleep.

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In the memory of young people, Dongyu seems to be somewhat frivolous. He always keeps himself in that side of the world, either to do homework or to read some extracurricular masterpieces.

He started piano lessons when he was six years old. Therefore, I often wandered around him and asked him to teach me to play the piano.

At that time, Dongyu was in the eyes of many children, and the indifference was difficult to get close to. It was so noble and cold.

Thinking about the background from the city, no less than the wild children who grew up in the countryside to play mud and catch the chickens, they are clean and arrogant.

This temperament is not something that ordinary children can have.

Good ethics, Sven's talk, how many parents take it as a textbook for children to learn.

The only thing I remember was that I had a conflict with a boy named Peas. In the yellow sand, two people wrestled together. I was weak and lost to him. I was defeated and sent home by other children. The body is still dirty, and the body is still blue and purple. The eyes are red and swollen in the circle.

At that time, there was no adult at home, Dongyu saw me in a wolf, and the good-looking eyebrows immediately wrinkled together, pushed me into the tub, carefully helped me to fade the clothes, but saw the traces of my blue and purple, standing there distressed I was a little overwhelmed.

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