Therefore, di boting could only reluctantly close her mouth and glared at di Yan.

"Tut Tut, weak chicken!"

For di boting's false tiger power, di Yan despises slightly red fruit.

Looking at his powerful mother, the little steamed stuffed bun's frightened face suddenly became too bright to want.

He was almost blind and stared at the emperor Bowen with his big eyes.

At this moment, di Bowen's heart is broken!

There is no one who can't move, can't speak with pain, and has been devastated and devastated again and again.

"Mom, what is a weak chicken?"

The steamed stuffed bun gave full play to the spirit of curious baby and asked his mother with a smile.

Hearing the question from his precious son, di Yanwei put away his angry look and gently explained to his son:

"The weak chicken is a very weak slag. It can't beat others, and it can't beat others. Everything is only pressed by others. It has always been abused. That's the weak chicken."

Emperor Yanwei solemnly explained to his son, ignoring that emperor boting and Emperor Bowen looked more and more ugly.

"Pooh, haha, elder sister, are you teaching xiaoxuanzi a bad lesson? If your brother-in-law knows, you'll be miserable. "

Emperor Yanfeng, who was watching the play, couldn't help laughing.

At the same time, don't forget to lose your own sister.

"Tut Tut, is it possible? I'm at home, but boss, your brother-in-law is just my attendant. It's not certain who will teach me a lesson. "

When hearing emperor Yanfeng's words, Emperor Yanwei's face appeared a moment of stiffness and guilty.

But it soon recovered, and I was the biggest, and no one was afraid.

For her sister's bold words, Emperor Yanfeng directly gave her a white eye of red fruit.

He clearly remembered that when she saw her brother-in-law, it was like a mouse seeing a big fat cat.

Aware of his brother's contempt, Emperor Yanwei just didn't see it.

Big fat cat or something, the most annoying!

After listening to his mother's explanation of "weak chicken", little steamed stuffed bun stared at di Bowen in front of him for a long time.

Then he stretched out his little claw and pointed to di Bowen, "uncle Er Tang just couldn't beat aunt 4. Uncle Er Tang is also a weak chicken."

Little steamed stuffed bun said innocent, but Lin Qianyi's face showed a brilliant smile.

The faces of di boting and di Bowen can be compared with those of the black nest.

"Kid, did you just say that she beat Arvin?"

Di boting suddenly brightened up, pointed to Lin Qianyi and asked the little steamed stuffed bun.

"I'm not a kid."

The little steamed stuffed bun is not happy to be called a kid.

The steamed stuffed bun got up from the grass.

Meat's claws patted the grass scraps on his body, ignored di boting, ran to his mother's side and reported on his mother's thigh.

"Mom, I'm sleepy. How about going home and sleeping."

The steamed stuffed bun was shaking and shaking with his mother's thigh. It was so cute.

"Baby son, be good. When your father comes to pick us up, we'll go back."

Emperor Yan slightly bent down the body, will small baozi hold up, gently coax said.

The steamed stuffed bun tooted his mouth and nodded with some wilting, "OK."

Seeing that his baby son was so clever, di Yanwei couldn't help giving him a big Moda.

"My baby son is good."

Emperor Yan said with a smile, his face full of pride.

Looking at their interaction, Lin Qianyi also raised a smile on his face.

Thinking in her heart, if she had steamed stuffed buns, would the steamed stuffed buns be so clever with Xiaoxuan, ghost elves?