This is the gesture of Lei Guo’s little daughter. Mother Lei smiled and went on drinking tea.
Dad wants to see me.
Miss Ye, What’s wrong with you and Guoer?
What’s the matter? Jiwu looked at Dad Lei.
Good for us.
Don’t lie to me if you can lie to your mother. You haven’t said a few words from the beginning to the end. Occasionally, you say that it’s okay. Is that child’s sex making you feel uncomfortable?
After all, I planted my own Lei Dad, but I know what personality Lei Guo has.
It’s okay. There’s a little conflict between husband and wife. I don’t want to worry my elders.
After Qi Wu said this, Dad Lei felt a little old and comforted, feeling that young people can be so sensible now.
I know the arrogance of Jiwu Guoer’s personality. She doesn’t like to say that she is dead and she doesn’t like to be born into such a family. Otherwise, I don’t know how many times I have been taught by others. I say this not to my daughter, but to her girl’s house. There is a limit to her temper. If there is anything wrong, you can excuse me a lot. Dad, thank you.
It won’t be long before she plays with sex again. I’m sorry for your last sentence, dad Lei, but he silently added that Qi Wu is not stupid, of course he can be dad Bai Lei.
Dad, I know Rego’s body, and I won’t rest assured no matter what she does.
Knowing that Dad Lei was shocked and looked at him.
Qi Wu
I know what I mean, but I want her to be happy anyway. Dad, don’t worry, I will be good. Since she has become my wife, I will be good to her.
Weng Xu and his wife talked for a while. Both mother and daughter drank several pots of tea in this building. Rego’s patience was also worn a little bit, not afraid that something was wrong.
You are here and don’t know what’s afraid of us. Listen to me, Lao Lei. You didn’t tell people that Jiwu made dough for our big lady, did you?
What does this socalled making dough mean? It goes without saying that it is to let others give more to their daughters.
Dad told me about the army.
Qi Wu lied when he looked at Rego and explored his eye consciousness.
I knew it was you again. How long has it been since you were brave?
Mom and Dad, I’m a little tired. We both went home with Jiwu.
Rego took Jiwu and walked all the way after greeting his parents. Rego was cold and didn’t speak. Jiwu didn’t know what to say. The atmosphere in the carriage was once cold.
S: cough, cough, sister paper, don’t dive.
V17 Jingsa Nanren
Back to the apartment, Rego began to attack.
I complained to my dad and cried and felt wronged.
Jiwu straightened up and sat on the sofa under her bullets.
I’m talking to dad.
Talk to reggae. Cold hum. Don’t believe him at all. He said
My dad, who is that? Are you stupid? Or is my dad stupid? My dad asked you.
Reggae’s cleverness makes Jiwu somewhat overwhelmed by this kind of family thing. He is not an old hand. It can be said that it is the first time for a big girl’s sedan chair to climb and beat Reggae from childhood. These things look natural and transparent. What did the old man do and how could he smell something?
It’s not what you think.
Qi Wu doesn’t know what he should say now, and a feeling of force makes him almost breathless.
What’s the point? Hehe, what’s that? Forget it. I’m not interested to know. Anyway, don’t make it look like I’m hurting you in front of my parents. Don’t forget that it’s very simple for you to ask for it and leave.
After that, I walked to the bedroom and felt uncomfortable. I wanted to have a good sleep. Qi Wu sat on the sofa for a long time. Finally, all the grievances and all the pressures turned into a smile.