"You can't even remember to introduce me to mom. Is my presence so low?"

"No, I just..." "Just what?"

Jian Yiyi couldn't answer it at once.

However, Gong Yuanyang's funny thing drove away a lot of the gloom in her heart.

"Let's go, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. We will come to see Mom when you have time another day."

"Um."

Gong Yuanyang reached out to wrap his hand around Jian Yi's shoulder and let her go and draw warmth against him.

The two went home.

It's just that the car just entered the yard.

I found that Yan Mo’s potatoes were walking out quickly.

The sugar cake follows behind.

The two of them were carrying several Barbie dolls in their hands.

The servant chased after him with an umbrella.

But Tudou seemed unhappy to hold an umbrella, and pointed to the umbrella in the servant's hand and was not unhappy.

Then, Tudou stepped into the puddle and his pants were wet.

When Tangcao saw it, she hurried over and stepped on the puddle like potatoes.

Then, the two little kids began to step on the puddle, and mud and water splashed everywhere, splashing on their faces.

But the two little kids didn't care at all and were still happily stomping on them.

The servant wanted to take two little kids back, but Tudou refused to go back, so he was very naughty.

If the potatoes don’t go back, don’t expect the sugar cake to go back.

So, Gong Yuanyang watched his daughter turn from a white little girl to a black coal ball with muddy face.

Gong Yuanyang: "..." Jian Yi: "..." "Who did Tudou follow?"

Gong Yuanyang frowned, "I must have followed Li Beicheng. My daughter stayed with him again, and I don't know what she was going to become."

Gong Yuanyang got out of the car, "Good Tang Gao, let's go back to the house to have fun."

However, Tangcai was not happy and her little hands clutched the potato's clothes and refused to let go.

If potatoes don’t go back to the house, sugar cakes will never go back.

"Toudou, can you go back with your aunt? If you don't go back, your sister won't go back."

Jian Yi helplessly persuaded Tudou.

But the potatoes are more happy to step on water.

Jane Yi is about to cry.

Why are Momo's children so naughty?

Potatoes are real skin, they are potatoes that are even skinier than shrimp.

Jian tried his best to coax him for a long time but failed.

Finally, Mr. Gong took violent measures and bent down and carried one back with one hand like a chicken.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and if this continues, both children will become sore.

Potatoes weren't very happy.

He's having a good time playing.

The sugar cake was also very unhappy because the potatoes were unhappy.

When he returned to the living room, Jane Yi discovered that the potatoes and sugar cakes were holding headless Barbie dolls.

"Where is the head of the Barbie doll?"

Jian Yi was surprised.

When the potatoes came in the morning, they were carrying intact Barbie dolls.

Why are you all lost your head now?

Hearing this, the servant next to him explained, "The little master of potato doesn't seem to like the head of Barbie dolls very much, so he took it out and threw it into the trash can. We took it out, but the little master of potato was not happy, so he threw it back."

Yes, the Barbie's head was thrown by potatoes.

This set of Barbie dolls was bought in midsummer.

Miss Sheng, the godmother, is a toy for boys and girls. She will sell it to potatoes whenever she sees it.

The uncles are almost the same, so the toys of potatoes are still full of warehouses.

Jian Yi reached out and touched Tudou's head, "Tao Dou, I guess you will be scolded again when you go back."

Yan Mo's strange behavior was more weird than getting angry when he saw Tudou.

Tudou was dirty all over, so Jian Yi asked his servant to go to Yan Mo's house to get Tudou's clothes to change into.

Soon, the servant came back and the clothes were not brought.

Yan Mo just came back from get off work.

I heard that my son had dirty his clothes and it was noon, so I asked the servant to take his son back.

Before leaving, Potato waved to the sugar cake.

Tang Gao also waved her hand vigorously, and a rare smile appeared on her little face.

Sugar cake really likes potatoes, so there is always a very stable mood in her mood.

Potato went back with his headless Barbie doll.

Yan Mo didn't notice the Barbie doll in his hand, but saw that he was dirty and his face was covered with mud and water, so he almost died of anger.

Why does her son seem to go farming every day? Every time he goes out cleanly, he must be like this when he comes back.

Yan Mo is really going to be angry to death by his son.

"What's going on? He rolled in the rain?"

"Go back to the young lady, the young master has been trampling water outside and refused to go back. In the end, he was taken back by the young master."

"Tangcao has been following the young master to step on water, and it has also become like this."

The servant dared not hide it and answered truthfully.

Yan Mo: "?"

What's fun about rain?

"Potato, come here."

Yan Mo frowned.

Potato threw the Barbie doll in his hand and walked over happily, "Mom, mom."

Tudou shouted to her mother very clearly, but she didn't like to call her father. Not only did she not shouted clearly, she also rarely shouted.

Therefore, Li Beicheng always thought that if Tudou was a girl, his daughter must be very close to him.

"Mother."

Potato pounced on him and acted coquettishly.

Yan Mo's clothes were instantly wiped with two big handprints, which were black.

"Li Tudou, do you believe it if I want to change your name to Li Goudan?"

"Egg?"

Potatoes start to learn to speak.

"It's Li Goudan!"

"Egg?"

Tudou looked at his mother in confusion, what is egg?

"Li Goudan!"

"Egg!"

When Li Beicheng came back, he found that his wife and son were arguing about Li Goudan's problem.

When he heard the word Li Goudan, he knew that his wife was angry with her son again.

Li Beicheng was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly fell on the headless Barbie doll on the ground.

"Where is the head?"

The prince picked up the Barbie doll.
To be continued...