Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

So Mr. Ye stretched out his hand to hug the little guy and rubbed him with his face, "Why is it not suitable?"

Xiaopangzha was a little shy by being held by him, but he still let him hold it.

The little guy hesitated for a while before he said bluntly: "Uncle Ye, do you want to be father's third child or mother's third child?"

Ye Muyun was also stunned, did not expect his son would ask like this.

The atmosphere has become a little subtle. After all, it is about men and women, and Xueer has also heard it.

Naturally, this question cannot be answered casually.

Ye Muyun slowly raised his eyes, looked at Xueer on the side, and said slowly: "What do you think?"

Xue Er lifted her hair and put her small face aside, "Yi Shu said nonsense."

"If he wasn't talking nonsense!" His tone was teasing intentionally or unintentionally.

Like Xueer's rank, how can he stand it?

The little face blushed and her neck drooped, like a little wife...

He smiled in his heart and scolded an idiot secretly, then his eyes kept on her little face, never looking away.

And Xiao Yishu silently painted Uncle Ye on his mother's side, but he drew it a bit far away, and wrote it in crooked characters-Ye Sansan.

"Let me see." Ye Muyun's tone was faint, but it was very deterrent.

Xiao Yishu hugged the painting in his arms, twisting his fat body to prevent him from seeing...The little appearance is the same as when Xue Er was a child.

Ye Muyun smiled in her heart, but her face was serious, "Don't show it to me, you have to play P shares."

Xiao Yishu simply squatted on the sofa, and the little P-share proudly faced him, as if not afraid of him at all.

In particular, it shook it deliberately, and Ye Muyun couldn't laugh or cry.

Then looking at the child's mother, Ying Ting's face has no expression, "It's exactly the same as you were when you were a kid. It's the same rascal!"

Xueer covered her face, unwilling to admit it.

Ye Muyun looked at it and smiled slightly, looking in a good mood.

He bent over, picked up the fat little thing with one hand, took the notebook from his hand with one hand, looked at it carefully, and the drawing was good.

That is, he painted him a little ugly.

He tore Lan Yu away from the side expressionlessly, and on the notebook, only their "family of three" were left.

"That's it." Ye Muyun happily returned the notebook to Xiao Yishu, and threatened: "I will paint like this in the future."

He was very precious, so he went upstairs after finishing this, and Xiao Yi looked at the notebook happily, and at his own numbness, his expression became crying--

It can be like this!

Ah, he doesn't want bad uncle, he wants dad!

But the bad uncle is very powerful. He whispered to himself that if he wants his father to wake up, he must listen to him.

Wow, don't Xiao Yishu!

Wow, but Xiao Yishu was so scared that he would use magic to make his father never wake up again.

With tears falling down, Xiao Yishu cried out of breath, and said, "Mom, if you kiss Dad, will Dad wake up?"

Xueer paused. Does this kid watch fairy tales too much?

Xiao Yishu was so sad that his father did not wake up, and his mother was taken over by the bad uncle.

The bad uncle likes his mother, and the eyes of the bad uncle looking at his mother are the same as that of his father, even more terrifying, as if he wants to eat his mother.