Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wen He, who was holding the newspaper in his hand, looked at Liu Quan, who took Wen alcohol as usual and checked various physical data, frowned and said, "It's been two days!"

After hearing this, Liu Quan rolled his eyes helplessly, turned around calmly to look at Wen He, who is known as the cold-faced king of hell in the mall and said, "I said Young Master Wen, all the indicators of Miss Wen are normal. Miss Wen is really just sleeping!"

"Have you ever seen someone sleep for two days and two nights?" Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Wen He looked at the little nephew's newly raised meat in dissatisfaction and then lost weight.

"I..." Liu Quan was choked, took a deep breath and raised his eyebrows and said, "It's said that you don't like your nephew? Why?"

When Xuanyuan Jimo, who had just approached the ward, his eyes turned cold when he heard this. He didn't intend to knock on the door. He pushed the door open and went in without giving anyone else a look. He stared at the little lady on the bed with a sticky look.

"I want to take the little guy to Italy!" Xuanyuan Jimo, who strode forward, gently touched Wen Jiu's soft and delicate face. Before Wen He could reply, he directly said to Liu Quan: "You, go out!"

"This is my ward, my illness..." Liu Quan silenced as he looked at the dark muzzle, and walked out quickly with oil on his feet.

Wen He looked at Huo Ran who put away his pistol, looked at Xuanyuan Jimo without any concealing his hostility, and said sarcastically: "What? Mr. Xuanyuan also plans to invite me out like this?"

Ignoring the sarcasm of the people behind him, Xuanyuan Jimo directly lifted the little guy's quilt, bent down and hugged the soft little guy in his arms, lowered his head and looked at Wen He who was blocking him and said, "Get out of the way!"

"Xuanyuan Jimo, her surname is Wen!" Wen He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fist hanging on the line of his trouser legs made a sound. How could his little nephew be so easily taken away by this wolf!

"Oh? You reminded me!" Xuanyuan Jimo said to the people watching the show with a cold face: "Tomorrow, I want your wife to appear in my household registration book!"

Who is this lady referring to? Mai Zhen and others all winked at each other, and they all knew who else could be there? Isn’t this old cow holding his tender grass?

Bai Hanhan replied with a smile: "Yes, the head of the family!"

"You!" Wen He was angry, looking at Wen Jiu sleeping well in the man's arms, consciously suppressing his voice, pointing directly at Xuanyuan Jimo and said angrily: "Even if you get married to Xiao Jiu, you have to call me uncle!"

"Uncle!" Xuanyuan Jimo curled his lips slightly and spoke without hesitation.

Mai Zhen, Helan: "Ha!hat?"

Suddenly, his hand, who was pushing his glasses, paused slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly frozen: "·······"

Bai Han subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and unexpectedly felt that the ward had a strange beauty.

Wen He was choked, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "I, Wen He, are not as old as you!" The word "old" is particularly serious.

"Huh? What old? Are I old, uncle?" Wenjiu, nourished by the rich purple air, only felt comfortable when she woke up, curled up lazily in her familiar arms, and opened her eyes in surprise. "

"Of course not..." Wen He, who was halfway back, suddenly looked at the clean eyes and shouted: "Xiaojiu! Xiaojiu, are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Have you slept for a long time? Looking at Wen He who was so happy that his joy was revealed because he woke up, Wen Jiu's cold eyebrows and eyes also had a little softer feeling. He shook his head slightly and looked at Wen He seriously and said, "No, uncle, if you have Jimo, he will make me feel very comfortable."

"Ga?" Mai Zhen was stunned again, then looked at the old virgin with contempt, touched his chin and said to himself: "Is it possible that the old virgin is no longer there? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is too exciting, I just don't know how much the news can cost..."

Huo Ran froze again in the action of pushing glasses, turned around slowly, stretched out his hand to flatten the corners of his mouth, and his eyes under the frame were full of jokes.

Even Xuanyuan Jimo's doting eyes were a little narrow-minded. Looking at the little guy's face with a puzzled expression, he couldn't help but lower his head and gently rub the little guy's nose with the tip of his nose. Of course, he knew it was the reason for the purple gas, but he didn't intend to explain.

He looked at Wen He with a slightly provocative look and said, "Uncle, since Ajiu has woken up, then we will go home first!"

"Well, uncle, Jimo and I will go home first." Wen Jiu politely explained to Wen He where he was not hit hard enough, leaving Wen He alone as if he was struck by lightning. The sentence "He will make me feel very comfortable..." Even Xuanyuan Jimo's extremely natural "uncle" completely ignored.

Because Xuanyuan Jimo was also unconscious for two days this time, although he suddenly said that the old virgin's physical condition had no problems and his physical fitness was higher than before, this did not dispel the will of Bai Han, Mai Zhen and other leaders to show their loyalty (watch the fun). They all went to China, regardless of how much they had made under their hands!

Especially Nalan, the doubts about Wen Nuo finally couldn't help but ask Wen Jiu to verify: "Madam, is Wen Nuo that what?"

"Yeah!" Wen Jiu, who was leaning against Xuanyuan Jimo's arms, joked with a smile: "Wen Nuo should be the one you say."

Of course, Huo Ran and others knew Wen Nuo. When they thought of Wen Nuo, Mai Zhen couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Madam, has it been living with you all the time?" He raised ghosts, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, it was exciting to think about it.

"Yeah!" Wenjiu replied.

"But Madam, your house is a one-bedroom apartment..." Nalan was slightly puzzled. Didn't it be said online that the 'little ghost' is very expensive and difficult to raise?

After saying that, Nalan immediately felt a chill behind her back. Xuanyuan Jimo, who was silently staring at Nalan's neck for a while, brow jumped. One bedroom and one living room!

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Wen Nuo curled up in the living room: I, I can appeal...
Chapter completed!