The ex-husband of an old man of the rich 2

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Xu Zisheng...

He was full of black lines and wondered if he wanted to talk to his fathers, although Ziying was not at home, and the two little buns did not understand this.

But what about yourself or the baby ~ how to talk about shyness?

Raising his soft hand and covering his face helplessly, is it too late to go back to the room?

Of course it is... It's too late.

Qin Yu vigorously pushed Xu Hang away, his mind was blank, and he looked at Da Er with embarrassment: "What, my mouth was bitten by a mosquito, your big father ~" The waist was stabbed, and Qin Yu stared at the man with displeasure.

Xu Hang's gaze was gentle and incomparable, and the color of pampering was unobstructed.

At this time, Qin Yu calmed down, that is the male protagonist Xu Zisheng, born with "fire eyes and golden eyes" can see through all disguises, his excuses are too childish.

For a moment the corridor was so awkward.

Xu Hang, who could not bear to be embarrassed by his lover, raised his hand, and Xu Zisheng immediately turned around and returned to the room.

"It's all your fault, no matter the occasion, no matter the time, what to do now is definitely laughed to death by your son." 

"Fool," the helpless Xu Hang twisted Qin Yu's face, lifted the person up, pressed it against the wall and looked at it head-on: "Day and night without us, where did he come from?"

Suddenly blushing, the two words after the day qin were mistaken for liquid: "Obscene."

"Oh ~ you like the upper class?"

"I asked the doctor, and he said your body is recovering well and you can add a little more fun."

"And then what?"

"We need to unlock new poses!"

There is a bad premonition, ah ~ no, why are you still in the corridor without shame to talk about this? The smoking Qin Yu above his head gritted his teeth, if he hadn't been unable to move, he would have bitten it now: "Go back to the house, I want to be home/violent."

 "No, my son is at home!"

"You still have the face to say, who just pounced on ???"

At this moment, Xu Zisheng, who thought that his fathers had left, walked out, and the three of them were paralyzed at the same time, like a naughty child who pressed the stop button and made a joke.

Or Xu Hang's thick skin, raising his chin, let his son avoid.

And Qin Yu is dead.

In fact, my son is older, what do you not understand? Does he have a cell phone or a computer? The school also has early education classes, curious that babies have understood men and women, the origin of life, and how children were born eight hundred years ago.

Qin Yu, who had been carried all the way to the room, was lying on the bed, depressed to the extreme, slapping the man's leg with his palm, complaining? Yes, angry? What is left after the gas is oiled is weakness.

"I'm sorry."

Xu Hang, who was very energetic, apologized, and Qin Yu did not even give him a look.

Holding the person into his arms, from head to toe, Xu Hang's movements were extremely gentle and apologetic, sincerely soothing. Slowly, Qin Yu came alive, immediately rolled up his sleeves and ran after the man, Xu Hang also came to a live-action version of jumping up and down, that action is flexible, cloudy and flowing, so anxious that Qin Yu can't hit people at all. <