MTL - The Villain is Happy Being a Father-Chapter 3 纨绔 father (three)

Seeing it was a little bit, Mrs. Luo told the aunt to bring the food up.

The dinner table suddenly overflowed with fragrance.

The outside came the voice of the servant greeting the host: "Mr. is back."

"Yeah." The man changed his shoes and looked down at the small corps behind him. There was no such small child at home, no shoes for her.

The small sounds will look at the human eye and say, "I take off my shoes and don't need slippers."

The living room is covered with carpets. It doesn't matter if you don't wear shoes. Mr. Luo just nodded and said good. He had to kneel down to help her take off her shoes. The dumplings quickly waved. "Uncle, I can do it myself."

She said she would kneel down and take off her shoes.

Mr. Luo let the sweet uncle give it a stop, and when he returned to the gods, he had already taken off his shoes. He was placed next to Mr. Luo’s big shoes, and there was a pair of blue slippers on the side. The pink princess shoes are placed next to the two pairs of shoes, which is surprisingly harmonious.

The voice sneaked a smack, and the small ears were red, for fear of being discovered. Her little shoes were placed next to the father's slippers, and they were tight! Five round and cute little fingers on the white fat little scorpion shyly moved.

Mr. Luo: "..."

He couldn't help but yell, did he have to call his uncle or grandfather...?

No, what does he want to do? The problem is that the rabbit scorpion in his family really has such a big niece? !

Think about the unreliable degree of Luo Sheng’s stinky boy. He knows this too! It is because of understanding that Mr. Luo really can't guarantee whether this child is really his family.

The corps grew so cute, standing shyly and looking up at the person, Mr. Luo’s long-lost father’s heart finally sprouted a little.

He tried to laugh and be amiable, and in the eyes of others, a serious face that was not ridiculously laughed and laughed away was to abandon the Little Red Riding Hood's Uncle.

She is not afraid of the scorpion. She has the keen instinct of a small beast. The subconscious mind thinks that this uncle will not hurt himself. Because he has to rely on him to find his father, he raises his face and smiles at him. "Uncle, dad at home? ?"

Mr. Luo: "..."

The rabbit scorpion is dead!

Mrs. Luo heard the movement at the door and walked out.

I was going to say hello to my husband as usual, and when I came back, I just said a word and I stopped.

My husband is bending over and talking to a small, cute little squad. The short and small eyes are only two or three years old. Mrs. Luo has come back and asked, "Is this?"

"I got it at the door of my house."

Mr. Luo is still entangled with grandfathers or uncles. Is it true that his son’s son called his grandfather not to let the rabbit scorpion take advantage of it?

He said: "You take it first, I will wash my hand."

Some people are approaching, the little squad is standing in the same place, nervously covering his mouth, two small fat claws are clasped together, the little feet that have taken off their shoes can’t wait to hide all five fingers, squinting with big eyes. Look at people, with a trace of closeness.

Although Mrs. Luo was full of doubts, she couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with blood. She couldn’t resist touching the hairy head of her hair, and she exchanged her head and subconsciously.

She smiled more cordially, and took the hand of the group to go inside. "What is your name?"

"Auntie, my name is sound."

"Where does the sound come from?"

The squad blushes, "Auntie, my family lives there." She pointed her finger at the east, "very close."

Mrs. Luo did not put it in her heart, thinking that she was in the east direction of the group, and asked for a message while holding the group.

Mr. Luo washed his hands and returned to the dinner table. One big and one small had already sat in the chair and ate. There was no heightened chair for the children in the living room. Mrs. Luo remembered that she had not lost anything she had used for her son when she was a child. Auntie was ordered to take the stool between the utility room.

"The one used by Asheng when he was a child."

At the dinner table, Mrs. Luo ignited a long-lost mother-in-law, and she was screaming at the scorpion, listening to Mr. Luo’s mouth, and his face was distorted.

When the scorpion was taken to the bathroom by the aunt, Mr. Luo said to his wife and said, "That... you know what the child is?"

"What do you want to do, is it not a person?" Mrs. Luo did not care.

"Then you listen."

"Don't eat, take a deep breath..." Mr. Luo looked hurt. "The child may be the niece of our son!"

With a bang, the spoon on Mrs. Luo’s hand fell into the bowl again. She splashed the soup and she slightly widened her eyes. “Hey, my son’s daughter?”

Mr. Luo will listen to him from the side of the group, and then he will say it in conjunction with his own guess. He also said: "The stupid boy of the family has always been unreliable, and it may be the one left three years ago."

When the group returned to the bathroom, Mrs. Luo took the group and put it on the chair. "You call Asheng and let him come back. By the way, what is the situation?"

When she finished, she lowered her head and looked at the small face of the dumplings. It was round and tender, and the facial features were exquisite and small. When she looked at people with big eyes, she was polite and innocent. She knew that she was raised very well.

Is this so cute and well-behaved child her granddaughter? ? ?

In the spacious and luxurious living room, a few young men lay on the long sofa, and several fell on the long-haired carpet and slumbered.

A ring of cell phone rings and broke the quiet of this room.

"...Who, noisy!" Huang Mao youth woke up first. He didn't know where he went to his upper body. He had a little tiger on his arm. He opened his eyes and the black phone rang on the coffee table. With.

Huang Mao reached out and took the mobile phone. The top shows Ms. Yao.

Luo Sheng’s mother surnamed Yao, Huang Mao instantly woke up.

Shake the man who slept on the sofa. "Luo Ge, Luo Ge is waking up, Ms. Yao is on the phone!"

Ms. Yao’s lady raised her eyebrows and the mobile phone opened the hands-free. The breath on the phone was faintly heard.

Her son was just awakened, his voice was fascinated with a trace of hoarseness, "Hey?"

Mrs. Luo did not speak, Mr. Luo just wanted to open his mouth and called the little rabbit to come back!

Who knows that the next group heard the voice of the opposite man, his eyes lit up, and he couldn’t wait to get in front of the phone and shouted: "Hey!"

Mrs. Luo: "..."

Mr. Luo: "..."

This phone is also open for hands-free, this dad awakened the buddy who woke up or didn't wake up!

"Dad, Dad?" Huang Mao stuttered and watched the man carefully: "Luo Ge, listen to the little golden doll like the white house?"

"Don't think about it, who can this voice be?"

"Luo Ge, you are talking fast, the little golden doll that is delivered to the door is difficult to launch?" Turned off the hands-free, there are friends and friends.

Hey, this little golden doll is behind a big group worth billions, and it is almost no worse than Luojia!

If you get this little golden doll, you will get the tens of billions of groups. It’s that they are so eager to make progress. They have gone away that day, and they have left the golden doll behind them!

This force is really not available to anyone.

After the man squatted, the slender fingers clicked on the red hook button and the call was aborted.

He went back and fell asleep again.

Fox friends: "..."

"Hey, isn't it a good time? I want to be such a billion-dollar!"

"Luo Ge, you are awake, the little golden dolls are holding the bricks and the door is ok, no reason to introduce it?"

The brown-haired man turned a deaf ear and put a jacket on the sofa on his head, and he was too lazy to move.

Mr. Luo called his wife's cell phone and was afraid that the rabbit's nephew would see his number hanging. I didn't expect that even the mother's phone would be hung up, just after the group shouted out the father.

Mr. Luo and his wife looked at each other and the two looked at the dumplings.

The squad looked awkward and had a slight grievance. She also knew that Dad had hung up. "I, I..."

"The sounds and sounds are not intentional." She screamed, for fear that the two uncles and aunts were angry and drove her out.

Mrs. Luo and her husband looked at each other and felt that this matter was inseparable. The stinky boy must have heard the voice of the dumplings. Otherwise, how could he hang up the phone with guilty conscience?

This is the first time Mrs. Luo has let her son hang up!

She did not call again and dialed another number.

“嗡嗡嗡” opened the mute mobile phone to vibrate on the coffee table, Huang Mao was shocked, “Luo, Luo Ge, my mobile phone.”

The man is still buried in the jacket and ignores him.

"Ah, Auntie beat me here..."

Mr. Luo felt that the group was a mother-in-law who was a nail-studded girl. He walked back and forth in the living room, waiting for his son to come back and how to beat him.

Mrs. Luo was afraid that he was too angry, and drove him to the side, not letting him be on the side of the mobile phone. "I will swindle my son later, how can you teach you how to teach."

According to Mrs. Luo, such a lovely little granddaughter has never said anything for three years, and she has not brought her children back. It is too irresponsible!

For more than twenty years, I discovered that her son turned out to be a slag! ! !

Hanging up the phone, Huang Mao was panicked, obviously did not do anything wrong, but a heart can not fall into the real thing, "Luo Ge, what do you just do hanging up? Auntie may think that we are doing something bad!"

The brown-haired man has gotten up, washed his face and took the car key to go.

"Luo Ge, where are you going?"

"Go to be awkward."

Fox friends: "..."

Blue Aston Martin crossed a long rainbow, he did not drive in, stopped in front of the Luojiayuan.

The living room was full of joy, the couple teased the singer and sang her, and the eyebrows were all loving and gentle, and they were the new grandparents.

The laughter passed to the door, and the foot of Luo Sheng stepping into the door paused.

On the shoe rack, there are a pair of small pink shoes that are less than half a slap in the palm. The shoes are just next to his slippers and Mr. Luo’s shoes. They are sandwiched between two pairs of large shoes, which is as bright as that. The group was arrogant and shouted to his father, saying that he should be raised.

Two big and one small fun, the group blushing and hesitating to meet the requirements of the uncles and aunts, singing to them, suddenly the nose swayed, she sniffed, did not think, turned to the door .

"Where is the sound?"

"Hey!"

The tender little voice is amazing, "Dad is back!"

Mr. Luo and his wife: "..." 2k novel reading network