Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief

Slowly, Qiao Nan adapted to the rhythm of life, and the progress of learning also caught up.

"Little lady, come home." Needless to say, Qiao Nan is at two o'clock every day, and he goes back and forth between Peking University and his family. The driver of the family is quickly becoming a dedicated driver of Qiao Nan.

Qiao Nan closed the book and hung the pen on the page he saw: "Okay, thank you."

Qiao Nan came down from the car and the driver drove the car into the garage.

Back to the heavy bag of Qiao Nan, the hand touched the handle of the door, I heard the cry of the two treasures.

The three children have been here for more than two months, and slowly they have shown their temper.

Dabao is obviously more like a father, a young age, this is only two months, quite a general style. Hungry, peeing, pulling, Dabao will mean two words. However, Dabao’s cockroaches have always been thunderous and rainy.

Once Dabao was ready to serve, Dabao didn't need people to take care of it, not to mention people. He couldn't help himself. He licked his mouth a few times and slept sweetly.

Wan Sanbao was hungry at the same time, and the people around him couldn’t come to feed it. Dabao was so late and not angry.

If you change to two treasures, then you can't.

If you are hungry, you should let him eat food in the first place. His crying method is really a heartbreaking heart.

When I first saw the second treasure, I would have such a crying time. I was scared of Qiao Nan’s big jump. The second treasure is a good one. It’s not that I’m hungry and crying, but I can cry so much.

Really a young age, it is all a play.

Sometimes, Qiao Nan directly suspects that the second treasure is like this.

Anyway, unlike her, it will not be like a big brother.

As the only little girl, the Sambo is not so daring, it is the patience of the point, only a little bit, it shows a temper, drink a milk, it is greedy.

Just because the three treasures are in a hurry, the taste will be picked up by the milk.

After I arrived, I felt unhappy, uncomfortable, and wept. Joanna didn’t cry, and continued to drink milk, still not learning the lesson. In the face of the only little niece, Qiao Nan did not know how to make the prostitute change his temper and drink a milk. Is it so urgent? She is not rushing to this time.

It is precisely because the three treasures are big and they have begun to show their different personal characteristics.

This is not the case, as soon as I arrive at the door, Qiao Nan’s mother’s crying can judge the temper in the house. It’s old: “Mom, what happened to the two treasures, crying so badly...”

Not only did Jo Nan discover the temper of Sambo, but as a grandmother and aunt who often took care of Sambo, Miao and Yuhua naturally discovered it.

No way, Dabao is a brother, can only eat a little loss, and take a little more.

In this way, the general Erbao has very few chances to cry so badly.

"Hey brother..." Qiao Nan looked at the man who was sitting on the sofa with amazement and wisdom in his eyes. At this time, he was stiff and rocky, and his hands and feet were extremely unnatural. Like the ironwork of a robot.

Soaring hard tied hands and holding hands, there is a soft, crying old and miserable, hard to wave two small claws, to express the unhappy two treasures.

"Don't be like this, naturally, relax a little." Miao smirked, and ruthlessly took a few shots on his son's arm: "You second son, temper is very big. You hold him so much, he Uncomfortable, don’t blame you when you cry. Relax, yes, you have to hold it. You can study hard. Now Huahua holds three children, but it’s decent. They all like Huahua, this aunt, you When Dad, don't be compared to Huahua."

From small to large, this son never let her worry about anything.

It’s like a soaring mind that grows like a gluten more than others. No matter what you learn, it’s faster than others.

As a mother, the nursery rarely has the opportunity to teach what to do.

Unexpectedly, in my lifetime, I was really waiting for this day by Miao Wei.

Her 18-year-old martial arts are all fine, and the son who learns to be a step closer can learn to be like this when he is holding a child. It is really a seven-way pass, and there is always a blockage.

"He is moving." Soaring is to relax, but the son in his arms is alive, not only will cry, but also move.

I felt the soft body of my palm, like a small worm, and kept twisting and twisting. Soaring, although not flustered, let the child twist a few times, and fell from his own hands.

However, he grew up from a young age and never touched such a soft thing.

This small group of meat is really his son?

"Crap." Miao smirked: "He is your son, alive, alive, what is not moving. It is really stupid!"

"I am coming." Seeing that the Taishan Mountain has never collapsed before the face of the mountain, because of the small movement of holding his son, he is nervously sweating his forehead, and his own man is distressed. Qiao Nan put down his schoolbag, wiped the hand that had been washed with a paper towel, and then rescued the two treasures from the baby's arms.

The time that Qiao Nan was with Sanbao was probably a little less than that of the average mother. There is definitely more than this father.

As soon as I heard the milk fragrance that made me very comfortable and close to my mother, the cry of Erbao was immediately lower.

Qiao Nan’s hand gently patted the back of Erbao until the two treasures swallowed and did not cry.

On the eye of the Erbao eye, there are teardrops hanging at this moment. The small face is red and puffed because of the crying, which is especially distressing.

He fell in the arms of Qiao Nan, his face squinted in the arms of Qiao Nan, his mouth squirming.

Erbao said that he was abused by his stupid father for so long, and he played a long time crying. As a little baby, he was hungry!

When Mom was a period of time, Qiao Nan was too familiar with the action of Erbao. Plus, she used to get used to the whole family. There was no man in the daytime. I didn’t want to pick up my clothes and put the belly of the two treasures. Add first.

Subsequently, the gaze of a dying man firmly locked the snow that was sucked and held by the two treasures. The burning feeling, the dead must be stared.

Qiao Nan’s face was red, and she remembered that the reason why the two treasures cried so badly was because her husband came back.

Don't look back, Qiao Nan understands in his heart, who is the eyes of this shameful person.

Qiao Nan holding the two treasures, sideways sideways, using his back to cut off the rising hot eyes.

After waiting for the two treasures to drink, after hitting a milk thistle, crying tired and sleeping, Qiao Nan grinds his teeth, wipes it off with a paper towel, pulls the clothes down and covers them.