Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

The arrival of Sikong and his father and son will undoubtedly make a subtle change in the atmosphere of the family. When the New Year is over, play and play, and Xue Wuyang can’t really give Yan Ruirui. Ling Jingxuan added, even if there is more uncomfortable, before he can eat, he can only take Sikong to the hall for the time being. Sikongqi originally wanted to go with it, so that Sikongyi could hold it. The two people obviously need communication, small light bulbs. Nothing is needed.

"Shang Qing don't have to worry, the father will not leave you."

Putting the small noodles on his side, Sikong squatted and bowed his head to his son. He really didn't expect that the problem between him and Xiaohua actually affected the children.

"Really?!"

Yan Shangqing, who was buried in his arms, looked up pitifully. Sikong gave him a positive look: "Well, how can the father leave his son, or does Shang Qing not want his father?"

"No, not, Shang Qing likes his father most."

I got a positive answer. Yan Shangqing was happily licking his neck. Yan Xiaohua, who was next to him, naturally heard their conversation. A handsome face burst open and finally heard the promise of the wife, though not His promise, but it doesn't matter, as long as the wife does not leave, he has the patience to slowly grind him to forgive him.

"The little devil, come, the father told you about it, he called Si Kongqi, eight years old, is the father of the nephew, but also your cousin."

Pampering the son's nose, Sikong pointed to Si Kongqi to give him an introduction, and then said to Si Kongqi: "Qi, he is called Yan Shangqing, five years old after the year, is the son of the three emperors. ”

Si Kongqi, who sat in the chair and did not squint, finally moved his gaze to Yan Shangqing. Since the latter knew that they would not take away their favorite father, they would not be afraid to shrink the small family. After the squatting leg slid down, Yan Shangqing walked in front of the small face 乖 乖 乖 : : : : " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " " "

The squinting eyes burst into innocent light, and Sikong Qi, who had never played with his friends, looked at it for a moment, and did not speak. The other side of Ling Wen and others saw the team lined up.

"Hello, my name is Yan Xiaowen. I am a prince, and I am six years old. I welcome you to our home."

Standing beside Yan Shangqing, the big buns finally showed what the master should have. The little buns put their hands on the shoulders of Yan Shangqing: "My name is Xiao Xiaowu, and the second son of the prince is six years old. Why don't you laugh?" It looks like a little old man!"

The little buns are more casual, who makes him small?

"My name is Zhao Tiesheng. I am the son of the prince, and I have just turned six years old. I am brother, can we call you like this?"

The iron baby has always been as stupid and cute as the little white rabbit. Especially today, he wore a red embroidered open jacket. The buckle was made into the shape of a bunny by Song Shuiling’s skill. The whole person looked even more lovely. Si Kongqi has no temperature and his eyes are fixed on him and he is reluctant to leave. He may not understand anything at a young age, but he knows that among these children, he likes this Zhao Tiesheng most.

"Sei Qiqi, eight years old, the Western King Huang Sun!"

The words are spoken to everyone. The blue scorpion is watching the iron baby. I don’t know why, he wants to bring him back to the Western Circle.

"Then we all call you Qi Ge, Qi Ge, let's go outside and set off firecrackers, don't bother them."

Ling Wen is the big brother and the master. Naturally, he has to take the lead. The strict cousin who can't read the words is looking at the squad, and the latter throws him a encouragement. Yan Shangqing's lovely deep breath took a breath, tentatively reaching out and trying to hold the empty hand, but Si Kongqi took the lead and crossed the hand of him to pick up the iron baby: "Go."

After a short word, Sikong Qi took the iron baby and walked out. The iron baby looked back at Ling Wen in a step-by-step manner.

"Let's go."

Actively took the hands of Yan Shangqing, Ling Wen greeted the younger brother and Song Xiaohu and others went out, watching the children's back disappeared at the gate, Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Sikong: "Your brother can really teach his son, eight The old child looks like the 80-year-old, I am taking him."

Originally, he thought that Xiaoqi was old enough. I didn't expect this to be a much older one. I don't look at his size. It is estimated that people really think that he is really eighty years old. He can teach his children like this. Sikong is also arrogant.

"This... does not seem to be taught by the Prince. I have never been noisy and noisy since I was a child. I have imitated my brother when I am doing something. It has become like this over time."

Speaking of this, Sikong is also very sweaty. It is a warm and reliable good brother in front of him. When facing other people, he always has no expression, and he can’t talk about it, it means no expression. Fluctuation makes it hard to see the real thoughts in his heart. It seems that Qier is even worse than him. Is this also blue and blue than blue?

Well, he said that he was a little bit chilly. He had to talk to his prince brother in the next day. He couldn’t let Qier go on like this.

"Can you get the things that Li Zheng Erye people are coming together?"

I am too lazy to tangled on this topic, Ling Jingxuan turned to look at Ling Chenggui, I don’t know if I am not used to it or born to be awkward, Ling Chenggui’s handsome face is rendered with a faint blush, giving the impression that it is like an enlarged version of the iron baby, different Yes, the iron dolls are superficially superficial. In fact, under their training, they are also very powerful when facing the enemy.

"Well, I received it, Yan... I was at home when Yan Yi was sent."

When it comes to Yan Yi, Ling Chenggui’s face seems to be more red, but Ling Jingxuan does not associate him with Yan Yi. Only when he is not used to it, after all, he is really too bad with Yan Yi, it is not worthy. They don’t match or they don’t agree with it, but simply think that two people shouldn’t have an intersection.

"That's good, next March is spring, and after the opening of the year, you also go out and move around, don't bury it in the pile of books all the time. The right amount of relaxation is also part of the study. This year, you can't take the exam after three years. Give yourself too much pressure."

Although Ling Chenggui is higher than him, Ling Jingxuan is older than him. When he speaks, he naturally treats him like Ling Jinghan.

"Well, we know, Big Brother, in a few days I want to go with Cheng Guishu to visit the two famous people in Hanling College."

Looking at the sly Ling Chenggui, Ling Jinghan took over the scorpion decisively. The general students visited the imperial court officials, the chief examiner, etc., and they were not aware of what he was. He decided to visit only the two famous scholars who were at the Hanling College. It is said that they are all famous celebrities in the world, and they have more contact with them, which should be of great benefit to them.

"You can do it yourself, Soch, what happened to you last time?"

Ling Jingxuan nodded, and Jinghan always had his own ideas. In this respect, he basically did not need to worry about him.

"I want to wait until Jing Han finishes the test and say it."

Yuan Shaoqi, who was very anxious, was unpredictable. Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help but look at his eyes. Seeing his sights intentionally or unintentionally swept to Ling Jinghan, Ling Jingxuan was instantly aware. So, it’s estimated that it’s worth a lot of respect.

"Wang Hao, are these two things in the lobby or in the room of the little king?"

During the talk, Zhu Guanzhen took two strange things into the room. The eyes of all of them gathered together. Ling Jingxuan got up and took it out. It was a bit like a small crib, but there were four more. There are more wheels under the bed, and there is a basket for small things. There is a cover that can be shrunk. There is also a handrail for easy pushing. The sides of the handrail are provided with bags for hanging things. Is this what he said? Baby stroller?

"Just this thing?"

Yan Ruirui took the child and walked over. Ling Jingxuan smiled and nodded. He took the child from his arms and put it in. The space inside was quite spacious. The two sides were wrapped with satin iron pipes and there were reasons for a row of small holes of different sizes. Ling Jingxuan The half board of the activity was pulled up against the sight of everyone, and the body of the small dumplings was also taken up.

"Ah."

For the first time, I could sit alone and see everyone. The small group looked very happy. Both hands slammed the front of the board. Ling Jingxuan turned and went to his crib to pick up two rattles and insert them into the small hole reserved for the iron pipe. The sight of the small group was immediately attracted to the past, and the little hands were happy to beat them.

"Bear child, be careful not to break it, change the sky to give you a row of toys that can be turned, but this is your big brother who bought it with pocket money."

Squeezing his son's face, Ling Jingxuan took another thing that could also be stretched and unfolded on the ground. No one paid attention to him. Everyone's attention was on the stroller. After Yan Ruirui tried to push it, everyone All of them ran over and wanted to have fun. With this little car, they don’t have to stay in their arms until they take the small group out.

"I should have been with me..."

"Let me play for a while.

"This thing is so good, it frees hands."

When Ling Jingxuan got the walker back, he saw that they were all fighting for the baby car. For a time, Ling Jingxuan really didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, are they? If you try it, it will disappear. As for the competition? "I said that you are enough, let the children try this first."

It really can't stand anymore. Ling Jingxuan directly dials out the crowd and takes the small group out, but...

"Ah."

However, the little chubby little hand grabbed the armrests on both sides tightly, and the little mouth said that he would squat down. If Ling Jingxuan took him out, he would cry to him and make it look. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but laugh. The people who competed for the baby carriage couldn't help but laugh. It was a small person. When he was so small, he knew how to use his 'advantage' to threaten people.

"Well, I will take you to play more fun."

Said, Ling Jingxuan pulled his hand and forced him out.

"Wow, wow."

The earth-shattering cries followed, and everyone couldn’t help but cover their ears. The child’s control of Yan Ruirui was even more distressing, but Ling Jingxuan quickly put him into the walker, and the crying little scorpion touched. When I got to the ground, I jumped, and then... He actually slipped in the hall, everyone couldn’t help but blink, and the loud crying disappeared, and soon...

"Ah, um, um."

"Hey.

The small group quickly grasped the embarrassment, and played an addiction. Sitting in the walker and turning around the house, the whole hall was filled with his excitement of laughter and the sound of the rut. Yan Ruirui leaned over to hold Ling Jingxuan. The husband and the husband looked at each other and smiled. They all looked at the walker who was running around the house. With these things, the small group could move more, and they took the children a lot easier.