For Lu Beichuan’s education of children, Ye Hao’s heartache is distressed, but there is nothing to say.
She knows better than anyone else. The blind pet is not good for the child's growth. The spoiled and accustomed is responsive. There is a great chance that the child will be raised. This family has porridge. His grandmother is accustomed to his mother and has a strict Dad is in charge, and there is nothing wrong with it.
Ye Haogang held the porridge porridge in his arms. The little guy was a thief. He was on the shoulders of Ye Hao and he was going to pretend to be pitiful. Then, after looking at Lu Beichuan’s eyes, it seemed to be scared, shrinking his neck and tightening. Holding the leafhopper tightly, the head is facing the inner shoulder of the leaf, and the mouth does not speak.
Ye Hao looked at the porridge porridge that Lu Beichuan didn't dare to cry when he was there. He looked at Lu Beichuan with his eyes and his eyes were full of blame.
Lu Beichuan turned a blind eye to this, "I will hug it."
Then he started to hold the porridge porridge hard.
The porridge porridge grows bigger and bigger, and it has a weight to hold it. It is definitely not a small burden.
Lu Beichuan's hands just hugged under the porridge porridge, the porridge porridge reluctantly twisted in Ye Hao's arms, the hands holding the leaves of the neck are tighter, the cheeks licked at the neck of the leaves, 哼Two voices, the face is reluctant.
Ye Hao gently patted the small **** of the porridge porridge to appease him, knowing that the child was afraid of the strict father of Lu Beichuan, "Nothing, I am not tired."
"Lu Zhifei." Lu Beichuan's tone is very light, can be heard in the children's ears, the glutinous porridge in the neck of the leaf scorpion **** heavily on the nose, see Ye Hao did not say, only reluctant to let go Turned back and was taken over by Lu Beichuan.
In the end, I was afraid. The porridge porridge that was held in the arms of Lubeichuan did not dare to struggle on Lu Beichuan. I only quietly and quietly rubbed Lu Beichuan’s arm, staring at the leafhopper with a pair of black eyes, and shouting from time to time. mom.
This little guy is good at playing in his own age in any scene. He is a poor man, and he knows that he is pitiful and useful. He is often used in his grandmother and his mother, but in front of Lu Beichuan, he dare not make it. .
Lu Beichuan held the porridge in one hand and took Ye Hao out of the door.
The car is already ready, a family of three sitting in the back seat, deliberately got a child seat for the porridge, the porridge porridge boss in the child seat is not happy, but it is not in the majesty of Lu Beichuan, dare and **** Playing tricks.
The baffle rises and blocks the front and rear seats.
Along the way, the porridge porridge is quiet, and Ye Hao can't help but sigh Lu Beichuan's educational method is really effective. On a weekday, this little guy is a little ancestor in front of him. What do you have to have something, or you will be pitiful and let you have a day? Not allowed to live.
Ye Hao handed the prepared bottle to the porridge porridge, saw the food, swept the unhappy mood on his face, smiled and grinned, revealing a row of small short teeth underneath.
Lu Beichuan glanced at the bottle of porridge porridge. "It’s been one and a half years old. Should I wean?"
Normally, it should have been broken.
On the matter of quitting milk, Ye Hao and Lu Mu had a great determination, but the results were not enough to ruin the porridge.
Ye Hao is also very distressed. In the face of porridge porridge that is too pitiful to refuse to eat other things, he can’t help himself. He said, “Let’s take a look at it in two days.”
