"Don't call me that." Long Yucheng frowned slightly at Long Yuwen, thinking to himself that this little brat was becoming more and more lawless.

"You're going to shout like this sooner or later anyway, now let's practice in advance." Although Long Yuwen was afraid of Long Yucheng, he still wanted to conquer this future father-in-law for Qingqing. The next second after he finished speaking, he pulled Hua Xiang. Qing's hands ran to her room to play.

Hua Xiangyang curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, acting helpless. He was almost moved by Long Yuwen's persistence towards Hua Xiangqing, but they were relatives and couldn't always be like this.

Thinking about it, Long Yuwen's shame is almost as shameless as that of the Great Wall. No matter how much he talks about it, it won't do anything. This is also because Long Tianqi taught him well. If he wants to pick up girls, he must first be shameless.

Hua Chuyue looked at Hua Xiangyang in disbelief and couldn't help but ask him: "How do you usually get along in the Long family?"

"That's how we get along." Hua Xiangyang shrugged nonchalantly, and then said, "They are still young, they will probably understand when they grow up." After saying that, he also went upstairs.

He just said this because he didn't want his daddy and mommy to worry, but he needed to be by Qingqing's side at all times to remind Long Yuwen that he couldn't push his limits, and that it was okay to play around. If he wanted to be serious, he had to get past this. close.

Of course Long Yuwen was not happy. When he saw Hua Xiangyang coming in, he said, "We are in a world of two. Why are you being a light bulb?"

"Why did you say my brother is a light bulb?" Hua Xiangqing was unhappy. She frowned rudely at Long Yuwen and snatched the toy from his hand and refused to let him play with it.

"He's not a light bulb, he's a wooden telegraph pole." Long Yuwen was trying to please Hua Xiangyang. He had no expression all day long, and he didn't say a few words. The moment he spoke, he was hurt.

"You are just a wooden telegraph pole. You have such an outstanding and handsome telegraph pole as my brother!" Hua Xiangqing snorted at Long Yuwen, and then took Hua Xiangyang's hand to the balcony, "Brother, he said you It’s a telegraph pole, and so am I. Let’s go play on the balcony, not with him.”

Long Yuwen was anxious and said quickly: "We are all named Long, and I am also a telephone pole!"

Hua Xiangyang glanced at Long Yuwen and said calmly: "You are a light bulb."

Long Yuwen glared at Hua Xiangyang and said angrily: "You two can't get married, so I'm not a light bulb! I'm also a telephone pole!"

Hua Xiangyang couldn't help but have three black lines hanging from his forehead. He thought about how Long Yuwen looked very smart, but when he met Qingqing, he looked like an idiot.

Lu Xiaozhu was almost driven to death by Nangong Feifan's phone calls. He bombarded her one after another, but she didn't answer. When he answered, he yelled at her. She still wanted to quiet her ears. one time.

Finally arriving at home, Lu Xiaozhu walked into the villa and saw Nangong Feifan sitting on the sofa in the living room with a dark face.

"I called you so many times, why didn't you answer any of them?" Nangong Feifan was very dissatisfied with Lu Xiaozhu's attitude. He thought she was going to disappear again.

To be honest, Huanhuan was also at home, so he wasn't afraid that she wouldn't go home, but he just didn't trust her, and he always felt that she wasn't going to see Hua Chuyue, but was afraid that she would secretly have a private meeting with Liu Zishu, so his tone was not very good. Okay, but he didn't know why he had this attitude: "I'm talking to you, why don't you answer me?"

"Don't you think your attitude is unreasonable?" Lu Xiaozhu really didn't expect that Nangong Feifan's desire to control would be so strong. He took off his coat and scarf, and then said, "Huanhuan is at home, isn't it?

It’s not that I won’t come back, what’s the reason for urging me so urgently?”

Nangong Feifan stared at Lu Xiaozhu's face, deeply hurt by her indifferent attitude, and his tone was a little tougher than before: "What is your mobile phone used for? Can't you answer a call?"

"I told you before I went out that I was going to see Chuyue, and I've only been away for a few hours. Do you want to quarrel with me with this attitude?" Lu Xiaozhu made such accusations against Nangong Feifan.

Some can't stand it.

"Huanhuan wants to drink milk!" Nangong Feifan made a random excuse. He didn't know why he was so angry, and then asked, "How is Chuyue now?"

"Just now, Long Yucheng took her back, otherwise I would have had to chat with her a few more words." Lu Xiaozhu said as he went upstairs, planning to breastfeed Huanhuan.

Huanhuan was awake at this time, her eyes rolling around. When Lu Xiaozhu hugged him, he would rub her chest. It looked like she was really hungry, but she lifted her clothes to feed him, but he refused to eat.

, and then started crying for no reason.

Lu Xiaozhu was at a loss, and then Nangong Feifan came in and hugged Huanhuan and coaxed him. He stopped crying and behaved like a little kitten. This made Nangong Feifan have something to say: "You are his mommy, how do you feed him?"

Does his milk also make him cry?"

"Then how do I know?" Lu Xiaozhu didn't know what happened today, so he brought Huanhuan over to feed him, but he still cried. She was speechless for a moment and glanced at Nangong Feifan, "Otherwise I'll squeeze him

Come out and put it in the bottle, and you can feed him."

"The squeezed ones are not fresh anymore, you have to drink them ready-made." Nangong Feifei disagreed.

Lu Xiaozhu felt ashamed at these words, but did not dare to hug Huanhuan for fear that he would cry again.

Nangong Feifan motioned to Lu Xiaozhu to cooperate and unbutton her clothes, and ordered her, "I will hold Huanhuan, and then you feed him."

Of course Lu Xiaozhu disagreed and sneered: "Stop joking, then I'll show you everything."

"I haven't seen anything on you? Are you missing a pair of breasts?" Nangong Feifan stared at Lu Xiaozhu's plump breasts with a half-smile, and then reminded her to be more conscious and not starve her son.

Lu Xiaozhu was speechless and had no choice but to sit on the bed and let Nangong Feifan hold Huanhuan on her chest and feed him milk. The naughty child actually sucked the milk obediently.

"Really, why did you give birth to such a baby?" Lu Xiaozhu was very embarrassed. He found that Nangong Feifan had been staring at his breasts, so he scolded him, "Can you stop being such a gangster? Always staring at me.

What to do?"

"I'm not looking, I'm looking at my son." Nangong Feifan was very disapproving and asked, "When Long Yucheng took Chu Yue away today, what was his face? How did Chu Yue behave?"

"What else can you expect from a loving couple?" Lu Xiaozhu replied in a neutral tone, but her heart was a little sour. She suddenly blurted out, "What do you think of me?"
Chapter completed!