MTL - Mei Gongqing-Chapter 245 [Unscheduled serialization] troubles and troubles

Chen Rong looked up at his son and saw that he was wearing a mask against his family. In that way, he had forgotten that he did not show his true face. It seems that his days of wearing masks are not short.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong couldn't help but think that when Qi Lang had always sighed on Xuan's face, I still blamed him for thinking more. Now it seems that Ning Ke Xuan is more ordinary.

At this time, the team has continued to move forward.

Wang Xuan jumped on Chen Rong’s carriage and replied to his father’s words from time to time while leaning against his mother’s whisper.

On the other side, the twins are more and more happy with their sisters, and the more they play, the faster they are. From time to time, a burst of screams came, and Chen Rong looked up and his eyes were rounded.

I saw Wang Hao riding on the horse, holding his little girl toward the sky is a throw, the child's petite body drawn a curve in the sky, Wang Ling was rushed to catch the horse accurately .

At the moment when the sister started, three laughter came at the same time. This laughter, except for Wang Hao and Wang Ling. It is Wang Hao’s.

Wang Hao has always been cold, but at this moment he is giggling and happy, just like an ordinary little girl.

Looking at the daughters who were thrown away by the two brothers as a plaything, Chen Rong began to raise his eyebrows: "Lightly, lower." Although she looked at her with her skills, the two sons were far above her. But she is worried that they are missing.

The one who answered her was not a twin, but a little baby. Her milk shouted: "Hearing the mother... She is the most timid, not at all like a husband."

When the younger sister said this, Wang Hao said: "Mother is a woman, of course not a husband."

"Is it impossible to be a big man?"

Wang Ling’s words made Wang look at his head and think about it. He turned his eyes with great eyes and seriously nodded: “The father said that the child is a hero. I am both a hero and a husband.”

When this is said, hey, three pairs of eyes look at Wang Hong at the same time.

Wang Hong snorted at the expression of his son, and he reached out and rubbed his forehead. I thought: As Arong said, this child should always listen to it, and should not remember to remember it.

Seeing the twins playing again, Chen Rong turned her head. She said to Wang Xuan, "I have seventeen, can I have a favorite girl?"

Wang Xuan bowed his head.

To the mother, he plucked his eyes, faintly, and said coldly: "The girl who is interested in the mother? The mother used the wrong word. The girl in the world is just like this. It can use the word "Chinese".

In fact, as a young man with a high spirit, he is very ordinary.

I don’t know why, but Chen Rong’s heart is awkward, and can’t help but whisper: “What about Xuan Er in addition to the girl?”

In one word, Wang Xuanfeng came to see him, and Wang Hong also came to Chen Rongyu.

Subconsciously, Chen Rong shrunk his head and honestly bowed his head.

Wang Xuan snorted and annoyed: "Mother, if this is what others have said, the child must let him lie for three days." He snorted. "Children are mothers, and there is no preference." Mother still doesn't know?"

Chen Rong heard this severe accusation and once again shrank his head.

Wang Xuan’s suffocation has not been scattered. He gritted his teeth and said, “The same as the father, it’s the husband, the kind of male-like child, the most unhappy.”

Chen Rong said with a voice: "Yes, yes." It has become a response.

Wang Xuan was still annoyed. He glanced at his mother again and slammed his face and took off his mask.

With the mask taken, the 17-year-old Wang Xuan, his face white as jade, his pair of oblique long phoenix eyes, suddenly became gorgeous and dazzling.

Perhaps it is a perennial mask, Wang Xuan, seventeen years old, with a white face like jade. His pair of oblique long phoenix eyes is indifferent, and between the two turns, it is also a wave of light.

His facial features are perfect to the extreme. This kind of inheritance is inherited by Wang Hong, and it is matched with the beauty of his eyebrows to form a rare radiance.

Five years ago, although Wang Xuan was beautiful, after all, childishness still existed. It looked like a teenager who was beautiful to the extreme.

But now, his eyebrows are like a sword, his eyes are cold, his lips are gently picking up, and his entire face is like a carved landscape, which is also beautiful and compelling.

This kind of looks, I am afraid that wherever I go, I will become silent.

Wang Xuan took off his mask and turned his head to look at Chen Rong seriously. He said with annoyance: "Mother. Now, look like this, but a husband?"

Chen Rong nodded in a hurry, nodded hard, and secretly complained: she was just so skeptical, Xuan Er was so annoyed like this?

Wang Xuan saw his mother look like a bitter, snoring and decided to let her go.

Since childhood, Wang Xuan has been a smart and versatile person. He has become accustomed to his father’s unwillingness to do things with his mother. This is used to it. He was less awed when he was with Chen Rong, and he was more like a mother and child than a friend.

I learned a little about my mother and saw her admit her attitude. Wang Xuan snorted and her head was low. She put her face in her neck and muttered: "Mother, I hate being recognized as a broken sleeve." "

He complained: "Father is worried, and the least should be like a mother."

Chen Rong said: "Mother is not intentional."

She bitterly, murmured: "You four, your father is not satisfied. But since you gave birth to your sister, your father seems to have accepted his life, and no longer look at the landscape."

Wang Xuan smiled and said with a mockery: "That is, he wants to be martial, and God gave him a heroic, but he is a daughter. Of course he accepted his life."

Although he laughed at him, his voice was very low pressure, and he clearly did not want to let his father say it.

The mother and the son walked away and smiled, and the time passed quickly. After half an hour, the twins were tired and they came over. Wang Hao threw his hands and threw his sister to Wang Xuan in the carriage.

Wang Xuan took it with one hand, and the first one was low, so he was stunned by the younger sister. She was shocked by his appearance to the older brother, and stretched his hand to touch his face.

While stroking the face of the big brother, Wang Hao’s eyes flashed curiously. For a moment, she licked at his placket and reached for Wang Xuan’s neck.

At this time, Chen Rong reached over.

As soon as he reached out, the baby screamed at Wang Xuan’s hand and shouted: "Don't be a mother."

Chen Rong smiled and said: "Hey, your brother is tired, or your mother is holding it."

"No."

Wang Hao answered with a crisp answer, and reached out to touch the face of the big brother. Suddenly, she said seriously: "The big brother looks good, I will marry you."

When the words came out, they were quiet.

Chen Rong shouted: "The child is resting on his nonsense, come over, and the mother holds."

At the same time as her voice, there were Wang Hao and Wang Ling’s sullen voice. "It’s not good, the second brother is so good to the nephew, and the children don’t say marriage."

"My son is so sad that the three brothers are sad."

Hearing the complaints of the two brothers, Wang Hao still glared at Wang Xuan. Her little face was on the face of her eldest brother, and her eyes narrowed and said: "My father always said, do the best. The most beautiful brother. I want to marry the most beautiful."

When I first said this, she added: "No, it’s awkward, and you want to be the most beautiful."