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590. The Story of the Little Devil's Long Teeth [1]

child?

It's so crazy!

How come I suddenly thought of having a child? Could it be that I was really stimulated by this guy Rong Yan?

Holding his forehead and laughing softly, Feng Churui felt that he must be crazy.

But then he thought about it, it was time for him to get married, have children, and get married.

Get married?

Oh……

Seeing his son being ravaged by the Tang Dynasty, Rong Shao was unhappy and took him back, held him in his arms and protected him tightly, and said impatiently: "If you like giving birth to yourself, don't dominate my son."

Xiaoshuai, who returned to Baba's arms, twisted his little body uneasy, opened his rosy mouth and then opened. Young Master Rong lowered his head and glanced at him, then held him in his arms and refused to escape.

Xiaoshuai protested, but no one could understand his Martian language. Finally, he slapped his hands on his face and put his mouth on his mouth, making his saliva stick out.

The warm, cool and moist touch made Young Master Rong's body stiff suddenly. Xiaoshuai had a lot of fun. After a while, he raised his head to look at his masterpiece. He suddenly giggled, looked at the beautiful Mama beside him, slapped his hands as if cheering for his prank.

Luo Anning stretched out his index finger and pointed at the tip of his little nose, "You will be entertaining your father."

After saying that, he took out a handkerchief and wiped off the crystal saliva that Xiaoshuai fooled on Rong Shao’s face.

Tang Chao blew the bangs on his forehead, put his hands in his pants pockets, looked at the warm family of three in front of him, and said frivolously: "How could I give up the whole forest for a big tree? Don't tease it. It's one thing to like children, but it's another thing to give birth to oneself."

Having a child really means having a heavy responsibility on your shoulders.

And the child's mother...

…………

When the young marshal was seven months old, news came from Canada that Lu Momo fell ill.

Luo Anning's heart was pulled for no reason, and Momo, who took care of Qiange, fell ill. What should I do?

In order to cover up the news that Mo Qiange became a vegetable, Mo and the imperial court tried their best to manage the operation of the company. Uncle Mo and Uncle Mo naturally had the will but were not enough.

But just asking the servants to take care of Qiange and Momo, Luo Anning was really worried.

After thinking about it, Luo Anning made a decision that she would go to Canada to take care of Qian Ge and Momo in person.

After making this decision, the young man's crying and Rong Shao's expressionless face were received.

Just after coming back from get off work from the company, I turned down all social engagements and when I got home, I heard this news. The smile on Rong Shao’s face disappeared instantly.

Take the young man who had red eyes and noses from her, and obviously cried. Young Master Rong hugged him, clumsy but gentle, patting him gently, "Okay, a real man should not cry all day long."

Luo Anning felt uncomfortable. The young man was still so young that she didn't want him to suffer more than ten hours of crime by plane, so she definitely couldn't take him there.

Not only can't, but if you really want to take it, Jiang Peihua and Mr. Rong will definitely not agree.

But thinking of Qiange who was unconscious and Memo who fell ill, Luo Anning could not pass the level of conscience. They were all friends who were better than relatives, and she could not stay out of this stall.

It would be fine if Young Master Rong didn't speak. As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in his arms cried even harder, his crying was extremely miserable, his little body was twitching, and his hands were trembling towards Luo Anning.
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