Chapter 315 If you don’t say you like one by one, I won’t sleep

Immediately, it was almost ＼＼＼. The little guy followed ya＼＼. He came up, put his arms around his waist, and pressed his cold face to his chest.

A spanked his thigh and lay directly on his thigh.

He Yunting is an agitated spirit, the whole person is as tight as a statue, and he dared not take a breath, completely ignoring the question of why the pressure is on the Zhai Xianggong instead of the pressure on Mrs. Zhai.

The little paw is restless.

He Yunting grabbed her wrist.

gritted his teeth, "Don’t Mo＼＼. It’s!"

"Hehe, brother, your voice is so good, I like it so much, you say a few more words, the night is long, we can talk in the candle night."

Joe closed his eyes and smiled silly at him.

He Yunting\'s temples are flying, Bingzhuye talks?

Jojo is dreaming?

"Pop!"

He patted Joe\'s face twice, "Wake up, open your eyes and see who I am."

Qiao collapsed immediately and hit his chest with a small fist.

"Brother, why do you want to beat people? Are they not cute enough and not beautiful enough? Don’t you like them one by one?"

"Hmm..." He Yunting bit his lip so hard that he did not let the painful cry from his lips come out.

Qiao Qiao\'s seemingly random two punches almost caused him internal bleeding.

"Hey, stop making trouble, go to sleep."

"No, I don\'t want it. If you don\'t say you like it one by one, I won\'t sleep, I won\'t sleep."

The little guy is like a kid who can\'t find sugar, twisting and moving, and he spoiled with He Yunting.

Unbearable He Yunting slapped her P＼＼P with a slap, squeezed the person in his arms, and said dumbly.

"do not move!"

Qiao was taken aback for a moment, a little uncomfortable with the fact that he was beaten P＼＼P, and suddenly opened his eyes.

stared at He Yunting with a blurred look for a few seconds.

Wow, I cried.

Large teardrops fell on the collar of the bathrobe.

"You hit me, you dare to hit me, you wait! I\'ll go home and tell my brother to go, let my brother hit you!"

He Yunting’s bathrobe was wide and big, and Qiao Yi was almost submerged in the thick bathrobe, only showing a small face.

Like a kid who sneaks on Dad’s clothes.

She crawled to the bed with her hands and feet, and was held by He Yunting again.

He pinched Qiao and asked Qiao to look at himself, "I am your brother, who else do you want to find?"

Joe clicked and blinked, tears falling frantically.

"You big villain, you are not my brother, you are not, brother he will not beat me! Uuuuu..."

It was so miserable crying.

He Yunting is speechless, why is drunk Qiao Qiao so difficult to do?

What did he hit? If he didn\'t, he just shot it.

It\'s completely different from Xiaocheng. When he was young, Xiaocheng was courageous and ran to his room to sleep, combined punches, let alone crying, and couldn\'t beat him away. Putting him on Qiaoqiao, but patted him. Cry like this?

Why are you so squeamish?

Like a little girl.

Watching the little guy burst into tears, his little face almost cried to the point of wrinkling miserable appearance.

He Yunting feels soft.

Let’s go, his brother Jin Gui is out of touch.

As for Xiaocheng, she should have a thicker skin, so she didn\'t feel it.

He Yunting reached out his hand and held her, coaxing warmly,

"As long as you don\'t move, I won\'t hit you."

Joe sniffed, "Are you serious?"

"Um."

"Then you give me a hug?"

"……Give."

"Then do you like one by one?"

"……Um."

"What do you mean."

"like."

(End of this chapter)