Zhentian's cry passed through the door panel, Chu Jiyi suddenly stopped his movements, and even Shui Anluo stopped struggling.

Seeing that the little baby was crying, Yu Ma hurriedly patted on the door: "Master, young lady, why is the young master crying all of a sudden, how can you coax it?"

Shui Anluo panted and stared at him fiercely, and finally pushed him away.

Probably because the child was crying, Chu Cuiyi was pushed away by Shui Anluo this time without stopping, and then fell to the bed.

Shui Anluo got out of bed in a hurry, and then arbitrarily walked out while tidying his clothes.

Shui'anluo opened the door, and Yu's knocking on the door again gave her a clenched hand. She looked at Shui'anluo, whose hair was messy, pale, and disheveled, and her mouth twitched slightly.

"Madam."

Shui Anluo smiled embarrassingly, reached out and hugged the baby, hurriedly thanked him and quickly ran into the room, then clicked the lock.

It seemed that I heard the sound of the locks falling off the room, and Chu Jiyi was in a worse mood, and swept the lamp on the table directly to the ground.

Yu Ma shook slightly, stood between the guest room and the master bedroom, looked at the master bedroom, looked at the guest room, and finally turned and sighed.

The baby didn't know if it was because the fart didn't hurt any more, or because it was held by Mommy, and after going back with Mommy, he started to choke, no longer crying.

After her mother went downstairs, he called He Xiaoran and told her carefully about the situation.

At nearly ten o'clock, He Xiaoran had rested for a long time, and he couldn't help frowning when he heard what Mom said.

"Are you fighting?" Her son wasn't like someone who would fight. He had changed a lot for Shui'an.

"Yeah, yeah, they were cross-eyed. If it wasn't for the young master crying, I don't know when it will be hit."

"Okay, I know Gu Gu, that's okay." He Xiaoran reached out and squeezed his forehead, hung Yuma's phone, and looked at Chu Mobai who was awakened by his side. "Your son will fight with someone? "

Chu Mobai turned over and continued to sleep.

He Xiaoran reached out and slapped his husband's shoulder. "No, I want to ask Lao Chu, what's going on?"

"Hey, you let them handle the matter of the children." Chu Mobai hurriedly got hold of He Xiaoran.

"I just asked, no matter what your son is like, you don't know. With the younger age of the network, the two of them can still have a good fight." Although He Xiaoran and Yu Mom said they didn't care, they were still worried of.

Chu Mobai didn't stop him, so he Xiaoran called the uncle Chu.

Just after Uncle Chu finished speaking, He Xiaoran hung up the phone silently, then lay down silently and said silently: "This is definitely not my son."

How could there be such an idiot son, sad to her.

Chu Mobai also heard the original story and silently added in his heart: This is definitely not my son.

It stands to reason that this son's IQ is not low, how can he do such a mindless thing.

This girl is not angry.

He Xiaoran just lay down and got up again, "No, I'll go there tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you can stop." Chu Mobai lay down with his wife in his arms. "Let them toss on their own, or toss on their feelings."

"Luoluo too, knowing that Cunyi doesn't like her to see Lu Ling, why go to see him?" After blaming her son, she started thinking about her daughter-in-law's fault again.

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