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The next day is the anniversary of Yan Xiong’s death.
Ling Yicheng set the alarm clock at six in the morning, but he stayed up all night.
Small gunk in my arms is very impolitely sprawled, soft hair is messy, my head is small, a pair of small fists are holding purples, and I occasionally move. I guess I dreamed of eating.
Ling Yicheng carefully moved my little girl across her arms and legs. My little girl was very reluctant to frown and keep touching the sheets.
Ling Yicheng hurriedly handed over a pillow girl, and finally she was honest.
The man went to the kitchen and was busy. He couldn’t even get a kitchen knife before breakfast.
Milk cake, walnut lean porridge and a bear pancake
Ling Yi wears a floral apron around her waist. This onceexpensive jade shrine is full of fireworks, and the kitchen is also extraordinarily temperament.
Holding the pot in one hand and shaking the spoon in the other hand are skillful in flowing.
Everything is ready. He brings the plate to the table and then goes to the bedroom to shout.
My little girl got up. She stayed up late last night and woke up too early today. She was impatient and kicked her little feet into Lingyi City. Dad, I want to sleep.
Ling Yicheng leaned over and picked her up from the bed. Will Dad dress you?
Small gunk twisted small body bad
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Ling Yicheng chose a small ivory suit from the closet to change it for her, regardless of the small protest. The small buttons with flower shapes somehow rubbed against my girl’s ears, which was just a little red and didn’t even scratch.
Well, some kid finally found a place to vent his anger.
Wow …
Xiao Huhu began to cry and wiped her tears with a deep grievance.
Dad, I knew you didn’t like my mother or me. You wouldn’t want me. I went to grandma to find my brotherinlaw to find my uncle …
Ling Yicheng’s face grew darker and darker, and he reached out and held Xiao Hu in his arms, coaxing the little girl for a long time before breaking into tears and laughing. Dad, are you telling the truth?
Dad promises
At breakfast, I sat in a small chair and proudly swayed a pair of chubby legs with my mouth full of food, then I took a look at Ling Yicheng and took a sip of milk.
Dad loves you.
She said vaguely
Dad loves you, too. Ling Yicheng smoked a paper towel to wipe her lips. But don’t talk or laugh when eating. Will it choke?
hmm! Xiao Hu nodded and quickly swallowed the things in his mouth and opened his mouth to Ling Yicheng to see Na Dad is gone.
Ling Yicheng saw her chubby hands covering her mouth and began to snicker, and her dark eyes shone brightly.
Before dressing, he promised to take my little girl to the zoo to see the giant panda. This is a longterm wish. Naturally, I was very happy and couldn’t help humming a minor tune. Swim across the bridge in front of my door. Come on, come on, come on. One of the best. Dad, dad, there are so many.
Ling Yicheng
Xiao Hu also found one thing: when she was crying, her brotherinlaw could realize all her wishes.
Although she is not white, what’s going on, but my girl is clever. When old terrier cries and grabs the land, he won’t forget to make more money.
Before the father and daughter finished their breakfast, the key sounded at the gate.
Xiao Hu took a look at Ling Yicheng’s little face and couldn’t hide his excitement. Dad is grandma, it must be grandma.