Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Chapter 1228 Stop it, You Are Not A Possessive

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Year, slowly like your latest chapter!"Little Apple, don't move," Ting said softly every year. "Dad hasn't seen a movie with you for a long time. I want to hold you like this to increase the father-son relationship. Dad loves you."

"..."

The little apple shivered and tried to vomit.

Lausanne also shivered.

Halfway through, Little Apple said to Lausanne: "Mom, is Dad sick?"

Lausanne clapped his son's small hand and murmured that your dad was not ill, your dad was going to be a demon again, but he still took care of his husband's face, "Don't care about him, watch cartoons."

Little Apple twisted all over, feeling extremely uncomfortable. He was used to treating his father like stinky shit. If his father was kind, he would not be like his father.

Every year Ting sees that his son and his wife are no longer talking, and reaches out with a smile to grab the popcorn in Lausanne's hand.

When Lausanne didn't see it, she couldn't help staring at her when her coke was picked up by him.

Every year Ting immediately choked Coke and whispered close to her, "Lolo, don't worry about me, I have too many good sperm."

Lausanne: "..."

Who are they worried about your sperm, don't be affectionate.

Lausanne was so choked that he couldn't say anything, especially when he saw a smile in his eyes, he really wanted to throw Coke on his face.

Do you know if we are arguing?

Do you know if I'm mad at you?

"Lolo, don't look at me like this, are you thirsty, you drink it," Ning Ting handed Coke to her side.

Lausanne resisted the urge to bite him and said blankly: "Drink it yourself, I won't drink it."

"It's better not to drink, it's not good for the body to drink this kind of drink," Ting Ting finished drinking Coke three or two times. He really felt bad, and it was not good, but because this was Lausanne's drink , He didn't want to waste.

Lausanne watched Cola being swallowed up by him two or three times. He almost suffocated his breath and couldn't help saying: "The movie is about two hours old. Do you want to die of me?"

The average annual Ting was stunned, and then I remembered that she was running out of water. "Then I will buy water for you."

"I don't want to drink water," Lausanne irritated. "I want to drink the Xinducheng Bingxue grapefruit we went to last time."

The average annual Ting frowned. The Metropolis was too far from here. It was still on the other side of the river. It took an hour to go back and forth, and on the premise of taking the subway, driving farther, "Lolo, stop it, you are not Yan Su Possessed."

Only a woman like Yan Su would let Mo Liuxi go out to buy milk tea at night, especially when he heard that Yan Su was getting worse after pregnancy. He sympathized with Mo Liuxi, but now he sympathized with himself.

"Even if you don't want to go, I know it's too far away," Lausanne huh, his voice indifferent. "I don't have such a good life. I'm so miserable. If I look for a man, I should still look for a younger person. Who said that older people can be spoiled unconditionally..."

"..."

Every year Ting rubs his eyebrows and quickly puts down his son, "I'm going to buy, what else do you want to eat, do you want the last jasmine thousand-layer cake."

"Just you," Lausanne glanced at him.

If you don't buy it, you will die.

"Baba, I want to eat matcha cake," Little Apple said quickly.

Every year Ting flicked him a "you stop thinking" look and left.

...

Without the demon man by his side, Lausanne was finally quiet, but she was really not interested in this kind of kid movie, but in order to cooperate with the children, she tried her best to watch it.