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Chapter 1660 I really want to throw it out

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    Gu Mingzhu really wanted to die right now.

    Fortunately, the lights were not turned on in the room, so the light was very dark.

    "Come here, Mom, can you choose the stories you want to hear every year?" Gu Mingzhu coaxed softly.

    Xiaotuanzi nodded in understanding, turned around three times, looked at Gu Mingzhu reluctantly, and finally crawled back to his bed slowly, picking up the neck of the big goose doll in his hand, and dragging the doll away with him.  Go up.

    The little guy disappeared from sight. Gu Mingzhu let out a long breath and felt like she was covered in cold sweat.

    After the two of them had finished cleaning up, Gu Mingzhu turned her head and gave Yan Jingcheng a hard look, pulled his ear and lowered her voice: "Niannian and I are going to sleep tonight. You are here and you are not allowed to come over!!"

    Yan Jingcheng frowned and refused: "No."

    Gu Mingzhu angrily threw the pillow at him: "If not, just go to the study!"

    After saying that, she put on her shoes without looking back and hurried to the next door.

    Look at the good thing this bitch man did, luckily there is a quilt on the bed, otherwise what would it look like

    When she thought about it, Gu Mingzhu became furious.

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    Yan Junran's small pot of friends tossed for a long time. This would be a lot of energy, because some hot, small face blush, and his eyes were dark and black. This would be holding the painting book with both hands, but there was nothing strange.

    Gu Mingzhu lay next to him and softly told him a story according to the story he chose.

    And the man who was interrupted at the critical moment was indescribably depressed.

    After Yan Jingcheng took a cold shower, he walked to the next door.

    When he looked in his eyes, he saw the little guy occupying his position. His eyes were awake and bright, not at all sleepy.

    Gu Mingzhu glanced at him and ignored him.

    Yan Jingcheng had no choice but to go back next door to handle official business.

    More than half an hour later, the story next door hadn¡¯t ended yet. The man frowned and walked toward the next door again in annoyance.

    Mother and son looked up together.

    Yan Jingcheng¡¯s eyes fell on Nian Nian and said in a deep voice: ¡°It¡¯s getting late, it¡¯s time to go to bed.¡±

    Hearing this, Nian Nian immediately shook his head like a rattle, expressing strong resistance.

    Yan Jingcheng's expression immediately became dangerous, revealing a deep and cold look. Not to mention the child, even Gu Mingzhu felt terrified.

    "Partially born, little friend Yan Junran probably has a certain reflex arc length."

    He calmly looked away, completely treating Yan Jingcheng as nothing, and pointed at the characters in the painting book to look at Gu Mingzhu.

    Gu Mingzhu glanced at the time and said warmly: "If you tell me one more thing, we won't be able to sleep well."

    The little guy nodded obediently.

    Yan Jingcheng lowered his eyes and felt his blood pressure soar.

    ¡°But his wife is his and his son is also his, so what else can he do except endure it.

    The man turned back to the next door again. Listening to the laughter and laughter of the two people, Yan Jingcheng felt heartbroken. Half an hour later, he turned back for the nth time.

    Seeing that Nian Nian is drowsy, he is so sleepy that he can't open his eyes.

    Yan Jingcheng's expression softened a little, but as soon as he walked to the bed, Gu Mingzhu bent her eyes, pulled the corner of his clothes, pulled him down a few points, and whispered in his ear:  "If you dare to sleep on this bed today, I will climb the wall!!"

    Yan Jingcheng: ""

    After saying that, Gu Mingzhu stopped looking at him, patted her son gently, and continued telling the story.

    Yan Jingcheng stood by the bed with a resentful look, looking at the little Zaizai occupying his position, feeling upset for a while.

    I really want to throw him out, what should I do?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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