Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Makocchan nodded, “He's 90 points in my heart. ”

Makoto was surprised: "Isn't that almost 100 points? ”

“Well, he's so desperate to protect you, can't he score 90? ”

“How much am I worth in your heart? ”

“Mommy is a priceless treasure, there are no scores. ”

“A priceless treasure doesn't have a score? What's your logic? ”

“Anyway, I'm quite pleased with Daddy.” Pastoral rolled over his head and laughed adorably.

His eyes, pitch black, pitch black, bright, beautiful.

Looking at his eyes so clear and clear, Patriarch moved and almost confessed to him, she loved Banjianing.

Makocchan raised his hand and poked Makocchan's tender pink face. "Unfortunately, he will be someone else's father in the future. ”

“So, Mommy, you gotta go. ”

“How can I cheer? ”

“You have to behave well in front of him, attract him with your personality, when he loves you deeply, and then he won't marry another woman and have children. ”

Mahjong crooked his head and looked at Mahjong, “Is that okay? ”

Makocchan definitely patted his calf, “Sure! ”

“When you were a little girl, you knew how to plan?” Pastoral heart pokes at Pastoral Pink's tender face.

The child, so tender, poking and touching, is very comfortable.

Makocchan nodded his mouth, “I'm not a mind plan. Besides, this world doesn't have two brushes. Can you live? ”

“How old are you? ”

“I'm four years old. ”

“Four years old, not yet weaned. ”

“Whoever said that, I've already weaned my milk and I don't drink milk powder anymore. ”

“Well, you don't have to worry about me and Benjamin. Makio, with or without your daddy, Mommy will make you live a good life. ”

“…” Pastor whispered, wanting his father to love.

“When I get back from M City, I'm gonna make you more money, baby. ”

“...” Mommy, if I'm not rich, I can live a good life. My heart is empty ~ ~ ~

Banjia preferred to come out of the shower and wear a white nightgown.

Wild, sexy.

His hair, it's dry, no water drops.

Hair drifts and looks even more handsome.

When he saw the mother and son of Makoto sitting on their legs, he said, "Are you playing? ”

Makocchan nodded: "Yes, uncle, would you like to join us? ”

“No.” Benjamin preferred to run to the other bed and sit down against the bed.

He looked at Maki and laughed, "Who are you sleeping with tonight? ”

Makio: “With you! ”

He hasn't slept with Daddy yet.

“Come here.”

Rancho jumps out of bed and climbs into the bed at work.

Both fathers and sons sat down against the bed.

Mahjong sat over, and Banjianing didn't talk to Mahjong, but looked at Mahjong.

Makocchan didn't speak, he stayed with him and looked at Makocchan together.

Patriarch turned around and looked at them.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she frowned. ”

“Thin, too thin.” Banjia would rather measure her: “It takes at least twenty pounds to be normal. ”

“Twenty pounds?” Makoto was shocked by that number, "Ben Jianing, do you know how many pounds I have now? 98! ”

Twenty pounds more. What's that concept?

The Ben family preferred to snap their lips and look lazily at her, “If I hadn't followed you out tonight, you'd have been thrown out like those girls, like a packed garbage bag, broken skirt, the inner vault still took off your legs, and then you'd regret being too thin. ”

“Uncle, Neku has taken off his legs. Didn't you see everything?” The corner of Pastoral Mouth smoked and looked strangely at Banjianin.