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Zeng Weiwei often saw this straw bag at banquets before, followed by Shen Mocheng Wen Jinhuai and others. She has a baby face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. She also likes to pretend to be cool. Woman, bragging if you can't get it!
I hate this kind of man the most!
Xiao Yichen also knew the woman in front of him.
People in the circle are famous for inquiring, and she always spreads gossip news. Other celebrities are real celebrities, this is a shrew!
Or maybe I haven't married yet.
The eyes are facing each other, and they are all red flames.
The two yelled at each other, and the little thing in their arms was crying.
Zeng Weiwei was so distressed.
Xiao Yichen looked at the woman's eyes, something was wrong, and narrowed his eyes: "Can you tell me?"
"what did I say?"
"You obviously want to take the child away!"
"Hou! I have a crush on Shao Wen for many years. Now I heard that someone gave him a baby. I especially want to see how this baby works?"
The man's eyes are round and round, but his pupils are very dark. He looks very bright and stares at her.
Suddenly yelled: "Fuck, Zeng Weiwei, this child will not be born to you and Brother Jinhuai?"
Snapped!
"Grass, what a fan? I hurt!"
"Tell you to be cheap." Zeng Weiwei's head was hot, her face flushed, "It's you! I thought, could Wen Jinhuai look at me?"
"That's true."
"..."
"Then what have you been doing with me? You just winked at the man/waiter, don't think I'm blind."
Zeng Weiwei's face pia to one side, her heart tangled to death!
If you have been pestering Xiao Yichen to have children, this guy looks at him, but today he is surprisingly sharp. Will it involve Guoguo?
But if the child doesn't take it back, Guoguo will die in a hurry...
Jingle Bell--
Xiao Yichen immediately took out his mobile phone and grinned when he saw the caller ID: "Uncle Wen! Arrived? Ah, great, the baby is here with me. I will send it to you right away, and wait for it!"
Hang up the phone, hug the baby and leave.
The arm was caught by someone.
"What are you doing?"
"Xiao Yichen, you can't give this kid to Old Man Wen..."
"Laugh to death! Can't you give it to Mao?"
Zeng Weiwei couldn't tell.
Let go, my little nephew is about to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan, delay things!"
Zeng Weiwei was thrown aside, her head twisted and knotted, but her throat got stuck when she talked. She looked at the little fleshy hand on the man's shoulder, and she wanted to cry without tears.
...
At the entrance of the banquet hall, a black car parked urgently.
At the back door of the car, Wen Jianjun hurriedly got down, walked a few steps, then turned around and stretched out his hand to caress his wife.
Lian Yunyu looked at him: "Just took a quick-acting heart-relief pill, calm down and build the army."
"I'm very calm!" The old and majestic voice trembled.
Holding his wife's hand, he strode into the banquet hall, Wen Jianjun glanced at his eyebrows, his face waved away from the doctor, and he walked over and kicked the slender figure on the ground.
Wen Jianjun raised his hand and pressed his temple, "Ouch, my blood pressure, blood pressure!" Reading novels every day www.ttkxs.com
"Uncle Wen and Aunt Wen! Baby is here!"
Lian Yunyu turned his head and saw that Xiao Yichen really had a small goose-yellow ball in his arms, and his feet were wrapped in white cotton socks, swaying in the air as he walked.
For a moment, his eyes turned red: "Jianjun! Grandson, our grandson."
"Yes, it's not!" Wen Jianjun rushed forward with several strides, his arms trembled, took the child with his breath, and swaddled his baby and glanced at his small face.
"It belongs to my old Wen's family! Xiaoyu, you look at the baby's eyes, and you have a charming charm."
He said, holding his precious grandson and walked to the door of the banquet hall, kneeling to the sky outside the door, his old eyes were red: "Bless my ancestors and ancestors! God has eyes, but God has eyes kindly to my old Wen Oh..."
With snot and tears, I began to trace the painful years of forcing my son to marry a wife and have children...
...
Wen Jinhuai woke up at 4:30.
When I woke up, I found myself still on the floor of the banquet hall without moving an inch.
He frowned and opened his eyes, feeling a little nervous, and he didn't know what happened to his head!
Then a thick curse hovered over his head: "Do you still know that you wake up? You fucking gave me a face, and you fainted when you saw your son? My old Wen family can give birth to something weak like you and get up. Come and see your son!"
Wen Jin has gloomy features, her tightly pressed thin lips are white and her ears are buzzing.
"Oh, giggle! Baby stop crying, your dead father woke up, grandpa asked him to come and admit a mistake to your kid, ah, if you admit a mistake, don't cry? Haha, ignore grandpa and cry , Xiaoyu, take a look..."
A few 43-yard shoe prints on the man's trousers, his slender fingers were white and cold, and he stood up on the ground.
Xiao Yichen reached out to help but was rejected.
Carefully observe the look of Brother Jinhuai, but there is no expression on this person's face, only a pair of clean brows furrowed.
Lian Yunyu walked over: "Son..."
Wen Jin Huai pursed his lips and raised his hand, not to say anything.
He stood, with one hand sticking to his waist belt, and bent his neck slightly in thought for a moment, no one knew what he was thinking.
He looked up again and glanced at the old man crying in his arms to coax the bad little lump, his eyes were deep and complicated for a while, and there was nothing to make people unable to see clearly.
For a while, he closed his eyes slightly, his thin lips pressed tightly and whispered, "Be an appraisal for yourself."
"You fucking look like you don't want to admit it!" Wen Jianjun is about to rush forward!
He did not hide, calmly, and glanced at the little guy who was looking at him curiously and quietly with his big black eyes open.
He turned his gaze away, frowned and thought for a while, walked over and stretched out his hand, his movements were not awkward. He was a gynecologist and had taken care of many children. Despite psychological rejection, this person's embrace was naturally gentle.
Took the child.
The little guy was in his arms, his arms wide and a little hard, but the smell of his little nose was very clean and good.
Do not cry.
"Hey! It's a dear!" Wen Jianjun swept away the gloom and laughed loudly: "It's a little badass, your dad will stop crying immediately with a hug."
The family got in a multi-seater car.
Wen Jinhuai held her baby in her arms at the end.
The old man chattered on the road, and even Yunyu's mother was too happy to talk, chatting with her husband, and occasionally turning back to want to say something with her son.
But his son, his face tight, always turned his head and looked out the window, his brows frowned.
Wen Jinhuai raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and got off the winding road to the city.
In the evening, the four Qu and Eight Streets were brightly lit and neon shining.
He opened a gap in the car window, and the cold October evening breeze blew in, and the soft and waxy thing in his arms immediately shrank, his hands and feet were a little weak, and his movements were slow.
The man lowered his head, twisted his eyebrows for a while, and held the goose-yellow swaddle between his two slender fingers.
The little guy who had been watching him with his eyes open narrowed his big black eyes and smiled silly at him.
Wen Jin has a stagnant facial features.
The little guy didn't forgive him. He didn't know what he was happy about. He who didn't have his mother was also happy when he was drinking. He grinned and had nothing in his mouth, like an old man, smiling at him in a naive way.