Thirty-second dragon scales (two)

Duan Jin couldn't remember whether she was like this when she had a meal with his wife... could eat it. In his impression, she was almost a perfect lady. She didn't eat much, so she maintained her figure like a weak willow and was very delicate. But today... Duan Jin originally thought that the two of them might not have finished the breakfast meal, but in the end it was not wasted at all.

——Everything went into Linglong’s belly.

The little fat dumpling was rolling on the carpet next to it. He smelled the smell now. He looked at the source of the fragrance very eagerly, but Linglong and tidy heart, just pretended that he didn't see it.

Linglong finished breakfast and asked Duan Jin: "Do you have something to do?"

Duan Jin looked over in confusion.

"If it's okay, do me a favor and don't make things difficult for you, right?"

She was not very polite to talk to him, nor was she very rude. Anyway, it was just that kind of a light tone that would be casual whether you help or not. Duan Jin really had nothing else to do today. How could he refuse to do his wife? Then he nodded and said, "Let me tell me."

Linglong said: "This is not enough to just say it. Ah Xin, have you prepared everything you have prepared?"

Axin ran over and held a piece of paper in her hand. On it was a small picture of Linglong's stroller drawn with charcoal. What materials are needed, how much each material is needed, and how to install and make it - all written on it.

This is the first time Duan Jin has seen such a thing. He has seen a carriage used by the army and farmers to pull goods. However, it is the first time he has seen the baby. Although he is a civil servant, he has a strong hands-on ability. Linglong found his specialty in carving in his memory. It is said that he once carved a portrait of fragrant wood for his sweetheart. However, Linglong had never seen it with his own eyes, and he didn't know whether it was good or not.

So Duan Jin did nothing for a whole morning and made a stroller under Linglong's command. Fortunately, Linglong was very satisfied. When the paint on her was dry and the smell was dissipated, she could stuff the fat man who was always holding her in.

Can't hold it or hold it.

The fat man himself was also very curious about the stroller. From time to time, he reached out to grab it. Linglong put him on his legs and fed him the stewed egg custard. He grew up eating the milk of a wet nurse. He had never eaten such delicious food. His little mouth was full of aftertaste. For some reason, he especially liked to pester Linglong. In the past, he could lie alone and play with it for a long time as long as he had eaten and drinks, but now he couldn't do it. He had to accompany Linglong. If he didn't accompany him, he would be depressed and depressed. If he was serious, he would cry.

Linglong felt that they were all used to it. In the past, his mother ignored him and treated him as if nothing had happened all day, so he was very obedient. Now, her fake mother was a little bit better to him, so he started to be arrogant. As expected, no matter what kind of cub is, she can't be too indulged. Give him a little sunshine and think about reaching the sky in one step.

But she was really bored in the Duan family, and it was not impossible to play with the little fat man. Mrs. Duan managed the family in an orderly manner, and most of the villagers were honest and honest. Except for Linglong's yard, the original owner's temperament, and Duan Jin didn't care about anyone except Duan Jin, and she didn't know that the people in her yard were wild and had no idea. Many of them were bought by Mrs. Duan when they got married, and they were not better than the old people in the mansion.

The little fat man is ten months old and is very skilled in turning over. As long as Linglong does not make any bad things, she just doesn't like him. She just wants to poke the little meat and let the little fat man turn over for a long time before he can stop. The little fat man has a good temper and never gets angry with Linglong. As long as she is with him, he will be happy, and he is not annoyed at all when he is pressed into a little turtle.

Duan Jin came over at noon and saw his wife sitting cross-legged on the ground, supporting her cheek with one hand and poking her other hand on their son's back. His fat son giggled like a little turtle, trying to turn over but couldn't get over.

This scene is really funny. Duan Jin has never seen anyone else be a mother, but he thinks he would not treat his son like Linglong like this.

Linglong felt that someone was looking at her. When she raised her head, she saw that it was Duan Jin, and ignored him and continued to poke her son to play. The little fat man seemed to have felt an invasion of the enemy. He stopped scratching and tried to raise his head and look at the door to see who the person was.

In fact, it is not only the fat man's biological mother who ignores him, but his biological father is not sure that he is much better. The Censor is busy with official business and works hard for the country, so where can he have time to spend time with his children at home? I am afraid that it is not the fat man and he doesn't even know who he is.

When it comes to the debts to the fat man, Linglong thinks that both of them have a share, so don’t blame anyone.

Seeing that she was still poking her son, Duan Jin couldn't help but say, "What are you... poking him?"

"Train his mind and temper his will, let him know that life is not easy, and cherish it."

Duan Jin:...

The little fat man whispered, as if he was agreeing with his mother's words. Linglong reached out to his armpit and picked him up, and asked Duan Jin: "What's wrong with you?"

"Mom, let's go over at noon and have lunch together."

"knew."

She just knew it and had nothing else. She really had nothing to say to Duan Jin. This life is beautiful, but it is more important than sleeping with a man.

Duan Jin sat down at the table. Linglong played with the little fat man for a while before realizing that he had not left yet. He said strangely: "Why are you still here? Didn't you want to come in at all before?"

She was really curious about asking, because all her understanding of Duan Jin came from the original memory of this body. Although it cannot be guaranteed to be 100% true, it is basically fine. "Oh, I understand, are you going to wait for us to go together so that your mother will think that our relationship has broken down?"

Then he said to himself: "If you worry too much, there will be no relationship between us, so how can we break up? You can go there first, I will take the fat man with you later."

What could Duan Jin say? She snatched all the words, and he didn't deny them. He just stared at Linglong in confusion for a few seconds, thinking, "You are very different from before."

As we all know, this dragon is never unreasonable and never feels guilty. She has always been interested in character design and pretending when she comes. When she is not in a mood or interested, she will be happy and comfortable. She doesn't think about the fact that the character is broken. It will make the original owner angry, etc. - she has been swallowed up by her and becomes her energy. So what if she is angry and blames her? Is it useful?

So she sprayed back with confidence: "So what's wrong? I have to wait at the door as before, waiting for you to come home and put my hot face on your cold butt, right? Why do I have to put it on? Am I ugly or old and weak, and I want to be so wronged by myself? Whoever you like like, what does it have to do with me? I feel uncomfortable when I see me ignore you? Why are you like this? I was hurt by love and my temperament changed drastically. I feel that the men in the world are all big pigs' thrones and don't have a desire for love? I feel calm from now on, can't I just want to become a perfect mother for my son? Are you so slim?"

Facing the outsider Duan Jin has always been majestic and rigid, but he couldn't refute a single word to his wife's string of cannons. He really felt strange, so he asked, but he was dizzy after being sprayed.

Linglong even gave him a blank look, picked up the fat man and walked away with his shoes. He left Duan Jin alone for a while before he remembered to catch up.

He said, "Hug me your son."

Linglong stuffed the little fat man to him without hesitation because her arms felt sore.

But the little fat man was not happy. He didn't know who the stranger was holding him! Seeing that his mother ignored him, she sniffed and cried loudly, struggling to stretch out her hands to Linglong, but she just didn't hug Duan Jin anyway.

Lord Duan finally understood what it means to be overwhelmed. He was obviously just a 10-month-old child, so why is it so difficult to serve? So thrilling?

Linglong laughed at him: "Your son doesn't know you are his father at all."

Duan Jin rarely feels guilty: "You are busy with official duties all day long, and you are tired."

Linglong carried the little fat man back, and he obediently hugged her neck, and his chubby little face gently pressed against Linglong's cheeks. Maybe he was afraid that she would hug him to someone else, so his little hands were tightly held. Linglong patted his tender butt: "If you don't be gentle, you will lose your mother. Let's live with your heartless father in the future."

He seemed to understand, but he didn't understand. He loosened his little hand and hugged him immediately. Duan Jin looked at her with a little difficulty walking. She was slender, but her son was really fat. He felt that he would fall in the next second, so he gently reached out and put his hand on Linglong's arm so that she would not be able to hold on.

It was a kind intention, but Linglong stepped on it unceremoniously. Duan Jin felt pain, and she snorted: "Don't take the opportunity to eat my tofu, don't think that I will pretend to be loving to you in front of your mother."

Upon hearing this, Duan Jin was stunned for a moment.

He was originally a person who did not value desire. After getting married, he was busy with official duties. Sometimes he could not return home for several days. When he returned home, he would accept his wife's crying and accusations. It was really a headache. He didn't listen to her explanation. Gradually, the relationship between the two dropped to freezing point. After getting married for more than a year, he could count dozens of fingers when he touched her. But his wife was also proud of her and would take the initiative to look loving in front of outsiders.

Now that it has come to her mouth, he has taken the initiative to pretend to be loving couple.

For some reason, Duan Jin, who never knew how to get along with his husband and wife, felt that he could not refute or question, otherwise he would definitely have a more terrifying end.

Although he himself couldn't explain what the more terrifying end would be.
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