Young Military Rarities

Huan's little fat Chen Yunxi stretched out his hand and hugged him: "I accompany Chen Chen to play, Chen Chen is not sad."

Although I have said a lot, Yun still has some embarrassment, but I can express myself very well, and the progress is very fast.

"Wow, they are bad people ..."

This is what a child is, the more you coax, the more wronged he is. This is not the case, when the chubby pours into Yun Yan's arms and cries sparsely. So sad, how many tears have to shed, how much delicious can make up for him, really distressed.

In the consciousness of this group of grandfathers, it is enough to coax the child to give him delicious food, so he can't complain that Xiaochen Chen's weight is getting more and more uncontrolled, so they are coaxed out.

"What's wrong?"

Yun Yao, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, heard his son's cry and ran out. He hugged his son in a hurry: "What happened in the morning? Did you bump into it? Let me see."

"Woohoo, mom ..."

He looked at his mother with tears in his eyes. Xiaochen Chen cried even more sadly. Yun Che suddenly reached out and hugged him: "Morning, didn't you tell me that the boy couldn't cry all the time? Let's talk about something. Why are you crying like this? "Let him cry again, and the whole house will be drowned by his tears.

"But, but"

舅舅 Serious look is a bit scary, but the little fat Chen twitched but kept on, and his eyesight never dared to fall down, Yun Che sighed distressed: "It's not to keep you from crying, but you have to first Tell us what is going on? "

Crying like this, everyone was confused, you look at them, all of them are worried about you, Chen Chen is not distressed? He knows that it is a bit difficult to ask a child less than three years old, but He didn't want him to develop such a weak temper that cried as soon as something happened. It didn't matter what he said before he died, but now it's the last days. The flowers growing in the greenhouse cannot survive. After all, none of them May protect him for a lifetime.

"Well"

With tears in his eyes, he looked at the uncles and aunts who surrounded him. The little fat Chen pouted, and his eyes fixed on Yun Che again: "Oh, Chen Chen was wrong."

"Well, don't do this again after knowing that it's wrong. Our family Chenchen is a good boy. He likes Chenchen the most. Good, wipe my tears and tell us what's going on."

Yun Che threw a whip and shoved him a candy, hugging him tenderly.

"Ok"

Don't say it, the effect is really good, the radian of the chubby morning has become decisively smaller, and he finally fell asleep in his arms.

When they found out, they couldn't help but shook their heads and laughed. In the end, they still didn't figure out what his black friends said bad things about black feathers. It's not so bad.

End of this chapter

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