86 Dad and I are scared of our wife
âItâs a cheap trinket. Iâm glad you like it.â
Li Mumu looked at ye Wenwen coldly and snorted coldly in her heart, hypocrite.
He looked at ye qinggeâs happy and warm face and added, â silly.
Ye qingge lifted li Mumuâs little butt again. This child was really heavy!
âSis, letâs cut the cake!â Ye Wenwen sized up li Mumu from time to time.
Li Mumu raised her eyes and looked at her lazily. little aunt, youâre really beautiful.
Ye qingge pinched his butt. what are you shouting for? â
âSister, this child is so cute. He looks so much like you!â The call of âauntâ made ye Wenwen comb her hair unnaturally.
yes, my eyes and mouth are the most like my motherâs, and my ears are like my fatherâs. Iâm so soft and afraid of my wife! As she spoke, she even used her little hand to pull her ear. It was indeed a little soft!
Ye qingge felt like she was going to kneel down in front of this little kid. Why did he lie so easily?
She couldnât tell ye Wenwen that the child wasnât hers either. The more she tried to explain, the more unclear it would be.
âYouâre so cute. Whatâs your name?â
Ye Wenwen looked at ye qingge inquisitively for a moment, but it was only for a moment.
Ye qingge not only had a son but also a husband? However, that day in the hospital, she had told old Li that she did not have a boyfriend, which was why she had become li Nanchengâs fiancée ...
little tadpole. My dad said that Iâm the fastest little tadpole in the world.
Li Mumuâs expression was adorkable and cute when she said this.
âHurry up and shut up!â Ye qinggeâs face turned red.
Even though she knew that the child was just spouting nonsense, an image of the little boyâs father appeared in her mind.
He said, â you are the fastest tadpole in the world! As she thought about it, the virtual image became li beixiao ...
sis, your son is really cute. You didnât tell me that you had a child. I didnât even prepare a gift for him! Ye Wenwen complained to ye qingge.
âAunty, didnât you want to cut the cake? Iâm so hungry!â She looked at the cake and said while licking her lips.
âAunty, Iâll cut it for you now!â Ye Wenwen smiled sweetly. She was now very interested in the childâs father.
The cake was huge, and ye Wenwenâs knife didnât cut it smoothly. sister, help me! You know that I canât even do these things well.â
Ye Wenwen said as she looked at the people walking over from the door.
âAlright, stand properly!â Ye qingge tried to put li Mumu down. She did not expect that he would not blame her this time.
He held the handle of the long knife with ye Wenwen and cut it with a smile.
âAh ...â Ye qingge was about to raise her knife when ye Wenwen cried out in pain.
Wen Wen, let me look at your hand. How did you ... Ye qingge did not expect to hurt ye Wenwenâs hand while cutting the cake.
âIâm fine, sister. I was too stupid!â The cut on his finger wasnât small, and there was a lot of blood.
âYe qingge, you little b * tch, how dare you hurt Wenwen.â Dong Wenqian saw her daughterâs finger bleeding and ye qingge still holding the cake knife ...
âMom, donât talk nonsense. Sister didnât hurt me. I cut the cake by accident!â
As he spoke, he quickly snatched the knife from ye qinggeâs hand.
Ye qingge was afraid that ye Wenwen would accidentally hurt herself again, so she dodged. However, the knife was too long and cut ye Wenwenâs arm.