Gong Shao's exclusive: the cute wife wants to be in the position

Chapter 157 Dad, play with me

"Go, go, go."

Regardless of her opinion, Gong Shaoting pulled her away, when Ai Baobao and the others just came over, Jian Xiaodan and Fang Shaoqing were covered in snowflakes, they looked embarrassed but couldn't hide the pain on their faces. joy.

"Qiqi, it's fun here."

After finishing talking, Ai Baobao trotted over to pull Ai Qiqi over, but Gong Shaoting didn't let her go.

One big and one small, their hands were dragged to death.

"Let go, both of you."

Take her for something, pull a rag doll, right?

After being yelled at, Gong Shaoting and Ai Baobao let go at the same time, and Gong Shaoting glared at Ai Baobao who was opposite: Shit boy, why is he everywhere.

Gong Shaoyu saw that Ai Baobao became more and more distasteful, and wished he could be remade.

"Grandma, I want to play with Qiqi."

Ai Baobao was too lazy to look at Gong Shaoting's face, he was especially good at winking, and turned his head to beg Fang Shaoqing with a small face.

This trick is tried and tested.

"Stinky boy, you didn't see when the baby was in need of love and care, you, a father, couldn't let him go."

The ancestors of the family have let go, what else can he say.

A few people continued to play, Gong Yu took Fang Shaoqing to play, Gong Shaoyu went down with Jian Xiaodan, Ai Qiqi and Ai Baobao were also ready.

"Qiqi, who is the fastest in our competition?" Ai Baobao was wearing a snow velvet hat, so cute.

"it is good."

Just like this, the mother and son, one big and one small, slid down, Gong Shaoting fiddled with it for a long time but still didn't dare to get off.

If this falls, his first life fame will be gone. He is especially concerned about the image problem, and he can't let it go.

"Baby, be careful, don't fall."

It was Fang Shaoqing's cry that brought him back to his senses.

He opened his eyes wide, watching the little boy Ai Baobao make all kinds of turns, and he was very familiar with his skills.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, the poop boy can't see how powerful it is!

As expected of him, Gong Shaoting's son.

His son is already so 666, let alone him, he will become a god in no time.

This excellent gene was inherited from him, so he didn't have to try it.

With this kind of self-comforting thought in mind, Gong Shaoting simply sat down and watched, and took a picture with his mobile phone in a leisurely and elegant manner.

Jingmeiren is more beautiful and enjoyable.

I didn't expect Ai Qiqi to have some tricks, it seems that he has practiced too, one big and one small are in harmony with each other, making the corners of his mouth smile unconsciously.

Gong Shaoting also took a few photos of Gong Yu and Fang Shaoqing. They were all pictures of Fang Shaoqing falling down. It's normal for an old man to have inflexible hands and feet.

He turned around and happened to take pictures of Gong Yu and Jian Xiaodan.

Then look at that simple-minded one, he is really stupid to death, after studying for so long, he always falls, tsk tsk, he can't bear to look directly at him.

With such a throw, he might have to go to the hospital later.

Seeing them having a good time, Gong Shaoting was eager to try it, but it happened that Ai Baobao and the others came back after another round.

Ai Baobao suddenly ran over to Gong Shaoyu by accident, and hugged him, with his small body in his arms, Gong Shaoting hugged him, a little unable to react.

That feeling is indescribably strange.

"dad."

Ai Baobao called out, Gong Shaoting couldn't believe it.

"What did you call me???"

There's nothing wrong with his ears.

This poop boy always dislikes him, and suddenly he is willing to call him?
Ai Qiqi also felt that Ai Baobao was a little weird, what was this kid doing.

From what she knew of him, it didn't feel like a good thing.

Sure enough, her sixth sense was right.

"Dad, you can play with me!"

　Two more oh, I don't feel well recently.

　　Ai Baobao is going to clean up Gong Shaoting, don't forget to collect, tip, votes are tied.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)