"Don't say that it is difficult for her, or she doesn't like to hear." Bai Qinghao faced, the tone is serious, the upper person's temperament is noble, not angry.
Bai Chongshan did not dare to easily sin this pro grandson.
Of course, Bai Qinghao is also his most proud person. The son Bai Hong has today's status in Zheng, Sun Ziqiu's planning, and does not.
Bai Qinghao is more excellent than Bai Hong!
Run your hands and waved, it should be the requirements of grandson.
Bai Qinghao didn't help but release the small hands of Fang Xinxin.
Bai Chenxi has not spoke thoroughly, focusing on the back of Fang Xinxin, her front, the face is beautiful, and it is a light look, it can make people stunned.
I thought that Fang Xinxin was ugly obesity ...
Even if you have been over or two, you still don't learn her is so shocking beauty.
A woman who is secretly loved from small to most, but now is like a glue like a glue.
I regret filled with Baichen's intestines, I knew that I was sleeping at the beginning, I was so good to accept her.
I hope that now I regret it.
White family, Fang Xinxin, both of him! ! Baichenxi hides the inner calculation, hung on his face, "Tang Xiong ..."
Bai Qinghao did not live to hear him fart, followed by Fang Xinxin.
Baichen's laughed was on his face, and the seeming of Sitcorn floated.
Huang Yushu saw his son's look, frowned, "Shen Hui."
"I know, my mother." Bai Chenxi nodded.
Mother has always been educated, but it is necessary to hide the ambition before you can hit the white family. Otherwise, only the removed.
White is quietly staring at the back of the White Mao, the eyes are full of obsessed.
Bai Chenxi saw the eyes of my sister, whispered, "Silent, your performance today, urge."
Bai Jing has never hidden to his brother with his mother, "I will pay attention." Bai Qinghao and Fang Xinxin will hold a wedding? Five-day, things that can be done!
On the second floor, there are several atmospheric pen writing.
There is a famous antique one, and there is also a breech of Penmao. Bai Chongshan is a person who really likes to write a brush, and a mad grass is called a good.
The bookshelf is neatly filled with all kinds of books, and the book is rich in atmosphere.
Fang Xinxin stationed directly in front of a mad word hanging on the wall, and loudly understood the traditional text on the painting: [Haina Baichuan]
"It's a good word! Is it a grandfather written?"
Bai Chongshan is flashing in the eyes, "How do you know?"
"This Really, there is a little shot.
"Hehe, ... I didn't expect the future of the grandchildren who also appreciated the future." Bai Chongshan looked at her eyes and appreciated.
"Grandpa has a prize, I will also write a few brush characters. Write you in the next day." She is in order to discuss the grandfather, secretly learn, and learn a little deep
It's also more than a year to say it.
"Okay, good." Bai Chong Mountain careped a white goat beard, suddenly positive, "Fang Xinxin, you will enter me white door. Previously, you and Baichen's rumors ..."