Seeing his younger brother being breastfeeded, the big bird held in Leng Xiao’s arms pulled his mouth, he simply closed his eyes, as if he was very upset about his younger brother’s behavior.

Sighing and patting his swaddle clothes, Leng Xiao coaxed the big bird and said, "Daweizi, learn a little. Only children who can cry can have milk. Hurry up, give me one?"

"Is there anyone who teaches your son like this?" Baoqi laughed and glared at him.

Chief Leng, who was holding his son, was in a great mood. After thinking about it, he squatted down, put the big bird in his arms to Baoqi's chest, stuffed it to the free grain warehouse on the other side of her, and said seriously: "Daweizi eat it quickly, if you don't eat it, your father will eat it!"

"Leng Xiao!" Bao Qi grinded his teeth.

As soon as she finished speaking, Master Big Bird probably smelled his mother's smell, and his little head arched against her warm chest. The dull little Wei instinctively opened his mouth and started to squeeze happily with the love given by his mother.

"Without milk, the little guy eats so deliciously?"

Baoqi was a little surprised!

"This is the power of mother."

Seeing the two little guys gnawing and sucking happily, the Leng Da, who was squatting beside the young master of Big Bird, looked a little jealous.

"Son, your father really envies you."

"Swish~ Are you stupid?" Baoqi looked at Leng Xiao in home clothes with a laugh, looking at the greedy look on his cold face, and the smile on his face was almost blooming.

With a slight squint, Leng Xiao pinched the little guy's grain warehouse fun. After his eyes were slightly closed, he pulled the big bird away, which was eating well. He lowered his head, and accurately snatched the big bird's food in one bite, and took a sip. His magnetic voice was hoarse.

"Seven, it's really delicious."

In this way, unlike her son's strength, Baoqi Shen almost chanted out, and her arms holding the bird trembled a little. She squinted her eyes and looked at the man, her voice gently stretched.

"Son, look at your dad, how hooligan..."

"Dad has a more rogue..." Leng Xiao looked up slightly, looked at her with deep eyes, then looked down at the Hongyan Fruit Grain that was close to her, raised his arms and hugged his woman and son in his arms. After a while, he adjusted his movements and put more fullness into his mouth.

Bao Qi sighed, "Leng Xiao..."

The couple coaxed the child until they coaxed the big bird and the little bird to sleep, and then put them on the crib and left the door.

The two parenting teachers who had been waiting at the door were a little confused. I don’t know why the hostess’ face turned so red, but why did the male owner, who had always had a cold face and no expression, look proud again?

Back in the bedroom, I washed up and had another spring night.

"My wife, I still want to eat."

The woman was wrapped in her arms, but the leader Leng Da was still unsatisfied.

Staring at him, Baoqi thought of the ambiguous scene just now, and the feeling of being stirred up by him in her body warmed up again.

However, being insincere is a woman's patent.

"Hate!"

"I really hate it, or do I really like it?"

"Leng Xiao, you are not inferior to any senior gangster in the world." After saying this with a smile, Bao Qi felt a little pretentious.

Actually, she likes him as a hooligan, doesn't she?

As the saying goes, men are not bad, women don’t love them. Compared to Leng Xiao, who always had a stern face in the past and could not make a sound for a long time, she still prefers Leng Xiao, who knows humor, can joke, and occasionally acts like a man-like hooligan, who now knows humor, and is also a man-like hooligan.

Such a man, after eating the fireworks of the world, felt that the two of them could last forever... Leng Xiao from the past always stood on the altar and looked down on her and never walked down. Even if the two hugged, kissed, and loved each other, she did not feel as down-to-earth as she is now.

All the rest is happiness.

Turn off the wall lights, and in the dark, she smiled!

However, the man rubbed her face, but his throat became hoarse. His body, which had been tense, caught fire. He rubbed it for a few strokes and pressed it up.

Women value love, men value sex.

This is a truth that will never change forever. Just as Baoqi was thinking about the love scenes of you and me, imagined the truth of love between love and love, and told the topics related to love, Chief Leng finally sighed, "If I put it inside, it would be more interesting to hear your words."

"Leng Xiao!" This is the Nth time Baoqi has called his full name with gritted teeth today.

The man muttered, "Wife, I'm here."

Baoqi pulled his mouth, "Why are these things related to sex in your mind all day now?"

"Actually—" Leng Xiao picked her chin, and in his smiling eyes, he had to irritate her, "I was the same in the past!"

"Damn it! Big gangster!"

"Wife, don't look at me like this and scold me for being a hooligan!" Leng Xiao's voice became a little hooligan again after biting her lips. "Such a small look will only make me want a hooligan even more!"

How can women know what men think?

Only Leng Xiao himself knew how seductive the expression she was when she scolded him for being a hooligan. Her eyebrows, eyes, lips, and small movements could lift up the demonic nature in his bones, making him want to swallow her in one bite, and he wanted to strip her clean and bully her in the next second.

Wow...

After rolling his eyes, three black lines were painted on Baoqi's head.

"Uncle Second, do you have a problem with your brain today?"

"Call me husband."

Another thunder thunder slammed across the brain. Baoqi looked at the man in a particularly high mood and reached out to control the clutches that were rubbing over him, "Have you been fucking blood?"

"Yes!" The corners of Liang Bo's lips curled up, and the evil spirits curled up on Leng Xiao's face, and his fingers twisted the highest altitude point on her chest back and forth. When he lowered his head, he enthusiastically used his hot lips to describe her beautiful facial features. "Xiao Qi'er, I feel as uncomfortable as if I was scratched by a cat."

puff!

For the Nth time, Baoqi really wanted to laugh.

Such expressions have never been a member of Comrade Leng Xiao. His restraint and his coldness are gone. However, as he constantly touches the current of his soul, her scalp also became a little numb.

In a low voice, she comforted him: "Husband, can you bear it? I asked Aunt Wu that day. She said that we can control the time by ourselves. When the lochia is clean, it will be almost the same."

"real?"

Looking up, Leng Xiao looked at her with anger.

"Really." Baoqi nodded seriously and seriously. Her heart beating extremely happily. Thinking of the man waiting for so long and thinking of the expectation that he also had, her nerves were touched to the extreme.
Chapter completed!