Xue Han’s grievance is worse than Dou E’s, and the person who knew that he had committed suicide one second later, biubiu disappeared the next.

Xue Han's grievance is worse than Dou E's, and the person who knew that he had committed suicide one second later, biubiu disappeared the next.

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The body of the Chapter I think this child looks like me (1)

Three years later, in the blue sky airport, two figures, one big and one small, furtively pushed a box, and both of them were deputy armed.

The little boy was a little reluctant to say, mom, I told you we should postpone coming back in December, okay? Now this sample plus the scorching sun in July, I’m afraid I’ll be strangled.

Lin Qiao is flat. Is she willing? The dance troupe sent her to the city to tour, and let the news out before the tour was returned. I don’t know which one killed thousands of knives and blew her trip out so that she couldn’t be unarmed.

Mom, this is called weeding at noon and dying to cover it, said Lin Hao, shaking his head.

Boy, you and shele have gone bad. It’s called weeding every grain in the afternoon is hard. Lin Qiao made a bitter face to educate Lin Hao about changing the poem.

Lin Hao heard Lin Qiao’s words as if he had been split. It was incredible to look at his mother’s mouth and mutter.

Lin Qiao, seeing his son standing still, pinched his waist and roared, Lin Hao is square and round, and I don’t have a beautiful woman except your mother. Why are you waiting for reporters and fans to see us die品茶?

When Lin Hao saw his mother’s face like a shrew with short legs, he ran to Lin Qiao’s side and seemed to casually ask, Mom, I remember that it should be a hard sentence when weeding, and it should be a meal.

Lin Qiao suddenly felt ashamed when she heard Lin Hao’s words. Well, she really recited.

Your mother, I’m an art artist. It’s always different.

Lin Hao pie pie, don’t make excuses. Wrong back is wrong back.

Look at everyone, look at the dance master heerly. Lin Qiao went to the exit crowd and I don’t know who exclaimed as if she had started a thousand waves.

Oh, I’ll go ~ Lin Qiao sighed and turned to look at Lin Hao and said, Son, can you recognize me as your mother?

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Im not naive nodded.

Lin Qiao slapped him and said, Even a fan is not as good as what I gave birth to you.

Ho Lee corners of the mouth involuntarily sobbed品茶. It seems that the situation is a bit pessimistic now. Every time his mother encounters a big situation, he must unconsciously say bad words.

Jeremy Lin stretched out his head and talked about his little face, which was dignified and tender, and turned into an oldfashioned thoughtful way. I finally understood the sentence that people are afraid of famous pigs and strong moms. We can book a plane ticket back.

Lin Qiao took Lin Hao by hand and shook his head, and Ma Assistant came. The car should be able to break through the encirclement. If you book a plane ticket and go back, your aunt shele will split us both.

As the saying goes, the soldiers will block the water and cover it up! Lin Qiao looked around while dialing the phone.

Hello little qin you? Fans and reporters are approaching. If you don’t come, I may be killed.

Lin Qiao said as he led Ho Lee to the dark. Fortunately, the salute has just been sent to the apartment.

Black Mercedes, right? Oh, good, I know, Lin Qiaolian replied.

There seems to be something said over there. Lin Qiao said a little naively, No, don’t make me remember the license plate number. My brain is not good and I’m in a hurry. I won’t talk to you.

Lin Qiao hangs up and goes into his pocket. He picks up Lin Hao and drinks a lot. It’s like Nezha is possessed, and his foot seems to have stepped on hot wheels.

And rushed to the airport exit. Fans didn’t seem to expect that Lin Qiao would react in this way. When Lin Qiao reacted, he had already run outside the airport and saw a black Mercedes.

Passing 18wheeler, as soon as Lin Qiao’s car door was opened, Lin Hao stuffed himself into the car without saying anything, but he also shouted, Hurry, Xiaoqin, drive quickly.

Lin Qiao didn’t realize what seemed to be wrong until it came slowly.

Her baby is sitting in the arms of a man who looks like him. The driver is also embarrassed to look at them.

Looking at the crowd getting closer and closer, Lin Qiao is desperate and won’t be kicked out, will he?

Drive! The man looked up and glanced at Lin Qiao’s beginning, saying that the black Mercedes fans chased him to that moment and left.

And Lin Qiao was completely stunned for three years, and she could still recognize the man in front of her at a glance, and then she fell deeply into poverty at a glance.

His name is Muchen, and he told her his name himself.

Mu Shao … Lin Qiao hesitated to speak.

hmm? Muchen didn’t look up and look down at the front to narrow herself down. This should be her son.

The little woman left without saying a word, not only owed him a wife, but also stole his son.

Lin Qiao swallowed and whispered, Thank you.

Muchen looked up at her with a smile on her eyebrow and eyes, and the cold face softened some of her thin lips. You’re welcome.

The body of the Chapter 9 I think this child looks like me (2)

Mu Chen looked at the hair of the person in front of him, no longer hanging his shoulders to cover his beautiful little face, but tying it into a ponytail, no longer indifferent expression, but flying, relaxed, confident, beautiful, seductive and simply contradictory.

Uncle, is my mother beautiful? Lin Hao saw Muchen looking at Lin Qiao and asked

Lin Qiao raised his eyes and blinked, fearing that the sky would not be chaotic, but his heart was also eager to know the answer to Muchen.

Yes! Mu Chen is not stingy with his praise.

wow! Uncle, I think you are handsome, too. Oh, you are more handsome than me. We look so much alike. Could you be my father? But you are not a stone?

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