Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Without waiting for Song Wuxi to finish his speech, Banjia preferred to hang up directly.

Banjia preferred to hang up the phone and throw the phone in the chair next to her and start the car.

The car parked in front of the porridge shop and soon drove away.

His car just left, and Mahjong and Mahjong came out of the hospital.

After the drip, he grabbed the medicine.

Now, Makio is holding her hand, holding her medicine, and walking out of the hospital with her.

Though he is younger, he may be the reason why a single family grows up, and he knows better than the average child.

He loved Pastoral Heart, usually saw Pastoral Heart running back tired and yellow face, he was very heartbroken.

Now that Pastoral heart is sick and walking is empty, he can't help but feel sick.

Though small and small, he could see clearly that he was taking care of the herdsmen.

After walking out of the hospital with Makoto, he left Makoto sitting at the door guard and went outside to get a taxi.

Taxis are plentiful, but full of guests.

Running back and forth, she ran to the spot where Ben Jianing had just parked, looked around anxiously and looked for a taxi.

Finally, a red taxi saw him wave, drove towards him and parked in front of him.

He ran up, and his whole body was lying on the car, and he said to the driver, “Uncle, can you step back? My mom's in the guard room. ”

Seeing this adorable, handsome, adorable little kid, the father driver couldn't resist.

He glanced backwards and said to the roller coaster, "Okay, then walk away. I'm going backwards. ”

“Thank you, uncle.” Pastoral roll back two steps, then run back to the guard room.

“Mommy, I called a cab.” He smiled at the shepherd.

After the injection, I took the medicine and the herbal spirit was much better.

But she had an abnormal face, and she could still tell that she was a patient.

She also smiled when she saw the roar and felt sad again.

“My roller is awesome, I called a taxi so soon.” Pastoral mind rises.

Makocchan hurried forward, grabbed her hand, and said softly, “Mommy, look out, there's a step at the door, don't fall down. ”

Uncle Ganguard standing outside saw Ma Xiao “help” and walked out with her heart. He told her to be careful. He couldn't help but smile at Ma Xin with his lips. “Your son is so good, unlike the one in my house. He's eight years old. He only plays games all day long. ”

My son is being praised. Which mother is not comforted?

But being a man should also be modest, Mahjong said to the doorman: “He is not a good boy, he also likes to play games. ”

Makio likes to play games, but he has points, likes them, but is not obsessed.

Pastoral pulled Pastoral Heart in front of the taxi and opened the door for Pastoral Heart like a gentleman, "Mommy, be careful, don't touch your head. ”

Makoto got in the car and touched the head of Makoto, "Nagging boy. ”

Makocchan did not mind being said by Mommy to be a nagging young man, and when Makocchan got in the car, he closed the door.

Then go around the rear and come to the other side.

Standing in front of the car, he also looked back and forth knowledgeably to see if there was a vehicle passing by.

No, he opened the door carefully and slimmed into it.

Get in the car, close the door, and he gives the address to the driver.

The chauffeur looked at the words and deeds of Makio and thought the little boy was unusual.

Before he drove, he turned around, glanced at Pastoral Heart, and looked at Pastoral Roll, laughing: “You're a good boy. ”

Makocchan laughed embarrassingly, "Uncle, don't flatter me like that. I'll be proud. ”