Les baisers me font grandir - Chapitre 132

“Père, papa?” A cute little girl dressed in a white princess dress and born Yuxue ran over, blinking her eyes and looking up at Mu Chongyan.

“Your father … la toux …” Mu Chongyan cleared his throat uncomfortably, leaned over and rubbed the little girl’s hair. “Your father was too tired last night and is still resting.”

“Too tired? What did dad do last night?”

“La toux …” Mu Chongyan was even more uncomfortable, Frère Yang regarda Yin Tianbang avec un sourire: “Your father practiced a mecha fight in the virtual city yesterday and fell asleep in the middle of the night. Viviane, don’t disturb your father to rest.”

“D'accord …” The little girl frowned, holding her model of mecha in her arms. She wanted to show her dad the newly assembled mecha …

pourtant, her dad is really diligent, and now she is clearly the second super mech warrior with her father. She still practises so hard. She has to learn from her dad!

“How about your brother?” Mu Chongyan swept around and found that the third child who was supposed to be eating snacks was gone.

“Peut-être …” There was a melancholy smile on the little girl’s face that was not age-matched, “Maybe see Yoshio for it …”

“Being brave and brave ?!” Mu Chongyan’s eyebrows jumped. His little son and his family’s sweet cake were carved out of a mold, and his character was soft and cute. Tous les jours, he thought of being a tough guy and being brave and brave.

“Père, cadet … Brother and his nephew’s classmates are fighting!” Mu Chongyan was tangled, and another boy ran over. It was his eldest son Xia Yuyuan, although he was only ten years old, he was not short and full of feet There is more than one meter and six, and the young face has shown a little handsome.

“Why don’t you pull it?” Mu Chongyan felt a headache.

“Brother doesn’t allow him to pull, I made him angry …” Xia Yuyuan was helpless, his brother was on his strength, he couldn’t stop it at all.

Bien sûr, the most important thing is that his brother ’s force value is so high, he believes that his brother will not lose, otherwise he will not be worried to come back to find his father.

Mu Chongyan: “…”

“Aller, take me to your brother.”

“D'accord!”

“I’ll go too!” Xia Wei’an put down his mech model and ran quickly with the little skirt.

When a few people reached the garden of the palace, they saw a white and tender little boy in the distance. They stepped up, sauté 360 degrees in the air, kicked their short legs diagonally, and kicked on a foot. The eight-and-nine-year-old boy, one and a half meters tall, kicked the boy off the shoulder.

Mu Chongyan: “…”

If he did not admit it wrong, was n’t that the grandson of the Duke of Roja—Rotel, who was nine years old this year? ! !

His four-year-old son kicked over his nine-year-old grandson? ! ! !

“Xiaoying!” Seeing that his young son was about to pursue again, Mu Chongyan hurriedly stopped, and walked over to pick up the small dumpling that had not reached his waist.

“Why hit someone?”

Although his younger son likes to be brave, but he never beats people up, he still has to ask first to avoid blaming him for his mistakes.

“He lifted the skirt of Ruorou’s niece on the playground!” Bai Ying’s face was bulging, like an inflated bun, his fist clenched tightly, and his face filled with indignation.

“Take Rourou’s skirt ?!” Rourou is the daughter of Marg’s eldest daughter Rena, Oui, fifty years … Non, sixty years later, the children of Mu Chongyan’s niece are older than his children … …

“C'est trop.” Mu Chongyan’s harsh and dignified glance at the boy standing on the side who didn’t dare to raise his head, motioned to the guards on the side to send Little Rotter out, and rubbed his small head. , “Xiao Ying should be right, but don’t hit people directly next time, let’s say he is so much taller than you, what to do if he is injured.”

Bai Ying wanted to say that he would not be injured, but nodded obediently, “Got it.”

“pourtant, Xiaoying has progressed, and she knows that she has been invited to the side alone for a lesson.” Seeing Baiying lifted her small face with a smug smile, Mu Chongyan added: “pourtant, next time Xiaoying can invite someone. The royal palace fight, this will be caught by the duke’s palace, saying we are bullying. “

“Oh …” Bai Ying blinked his black eyes and nodded solemnly.

He remembered that he would not commit it again!

When the four of them went back, Bai Rong had just finished washing and went downstairs. Mu Chongyan quickly put Bai Ying on the ground and hurriedly walked over with a concerned expression: “How did Rong Rong get up, is his waist still sore?”

Bai Rong blushed and glared at Mu Chongyan, “Je vais bien.”

“père!”

“père!”

“père!”

When the three children saw Bai Rong coming down, they threw them over with joy, one by one with their small faces waiting to rub their heads.

Bai Rong rubbed them one by one, then squeezed Bai Ying’s face that hugged his legs without letting go, and smiled with curvy eyes: “The legs that hug Dad are so tight, Dad can’t walk.”

“bien …!” Bai Ying Xiao blushed, lowered her arm, and her small hand sneaked into Bai Rong’s clothes corner again.

He likes Dad the most, Dad looks the best, and he is so tough!

Bai Rong simply took Bai Ying’s little hand and led the little dumpling to the dining table. There was a little pride in his heart, and his chest could not help but stand up.

Bai Ying’s name is from him, homophonic “dur!”, Pinning him the best wishes for the baby!

And his family Xiaoying really grew up to be a tough guy, and at his young age he already had the prototype of a tough guy! It can be said that the tiger father has no dogs!

As if feeling his dad’s anger, Bai Ying also lifted his small chest and raised his face bravely with his short legs.

Mu Chongyan looked straight at the back and wanted to laugh, Mais heureusement, he had cultivated the magical skill of keeping silent and smiling for so many years.

pourtant, Xia Yuyuan and Xia Wei’an are not so powerful, and the two laughed behind him.

Several people were beside the dining table. Bai Rong was having breakfast. Several babies were eating delicate and delicious morning tea. Mu Chongyan was watching military affairs while watching military affairs.

Xia Yuyuan ate a few shrimp dumplings, the spoon stirred the preserved egg porridge, and looked at his dad’s face that was still indistinguishable from that of his twenties when he was in the morning light … Non, it can’t be said that there is no difference. More than ninety years ago, the marriage video looks good!

En quelque sorte, Xia Yuyuan blushed slowly, et il a dit provisoirement, “Papa, I have something to ask you …”

“Qu'est-il arrivé, Xiaoyuan asked.” Bai Rong raised his head biting the shrimp dumplings, his bright, clear eyes blinked, staring blankly at his elder son.

Xia Yuyuan: “…”

His dad really doesn’t look like a 111-year-old …

“C'est juste … a few students in our class asked me a few days ago and asked me how you take care of it at home …” Xia Yuyuan was a little embarrassed, feeling that this is not something a big man should ask, but he likes it. Gens …

“Ah?” Bai Rong froze, “Maintenance?”

“bien …” Xia Yuyuan’s voice became smaller and smaller, “It seems that their mother or father wanted to know …”

Bai Rong was speechless for a moment, ne sachant pas quoi dire.

“I haven’t taken care of it. The one I used to wash and wipe my face was bought by your father. I want to know if you ask your father.”

outre, he is a tough guy, so the tough guy won’t take care of it!

After finishing the last transaction, Mu Chongyan turned off his brain and cleared his throat with a serious expression: “It was n’t bought. These were made by Uncle Mar, but your father was born young. This is not maintenance. That ’s fine, and your dad ’s qualifications are high. In sss +, age is considered adolescence and naturally younger. “

“Bien sûr …” Mu Chongyan emphasized again, “The most important thing is that your father’s natural genes are anti-aging and young.”

Xia Yuyuan: “…”

I know my dad is like a fairy in your heart …

Bai Rong was a little bit red with Mu Chongyan’s words. He picked up a crystal clear shrimp dumpling and sent it to Mu Chongyan’s mouth. The voice was soft: “Chongyan eat it?”

“Eat.” Mu Chongyan took a bite with a smile, and ate it with Bai Rong’s feeding, his eyes full of soft love.

Xia Yuyuan and Xia Wei’an lowered their heads and scooped the porridge with a spoon, and sighed inwardly.

Hey, their father and father really did not miss every opportunity to show affection. .

Bai Ying, on the side, was bulging with a little bun face in excitement, ses yeux brillent, his wet and wet eyes turning, his small hands clenched his fists silently, his tender white cheeks reddish, revealing an inexplicable emotion.

His father was right last time!

Only the tough guy will make such a natural feeding action, and indeed his father is the daughter-in-law!