Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

The little horn never expected that I would kill myself when he was beaten. He only felt that his **** was so hot and sore that it was more terrifying than a beater.

The little speaker cried out, clutching his **** very sadly, "Ass... hurts!"

He was wrong. He only knew that there was a lot of **** meat, but he forgot that **** meat and palm meat were all his own meat.

Little Horn regretted it. Wei Xue played a little more to punish him for being clever. There were two hits in total. Little Horn was very wronged.

Feng Shixia couldn't bear it, but he was not good at intervening in educating children. After all, like today, he would be scared to death if the little speaker runs a few more times.

It's a terrible thing not to follow the adults well. It was not until the little baby whipped up to make sure that he would never run around again. Wei Xue let him go. He buried his head in the quilt and cried sadly.

While crying, he touched his **** and really apologized, as if the **** is the ass, he is him, and the two are different individuals, "I'm sorry, the baby made you...suffer."

Suffering ass... it didn't speak.

Wei Xue covered her face and smiled helplessly. She poked the baby's fleshy arm, "Is the baby angry with his mother?"

The little horn shook his head. He is not angry with his mother, he is angry with himself, he just regrets letting his mother spank.

After a while, he became a sticky little sweet cake again, nestled in his mother's arms and was fed fruit.

The little trumpet remembered whether he could eat or not, and immediately forgot his own tragic situation.

Jiang Fang's cell phone rang twice, and Comrade Jiang Mu finally found his phone number.

There was a roar as soon as it was connected, asking where Jiang was placed.

The voice was loud, even Feng Shixia and Wei Xue looked at it worriedly, Jiang Fang's face was unwavering, "Outside."

"How did I raise you such a heartless thing, since you are outside, don't come back!"

First, his son ran away from home, and then it was an inexplicable phone call from Feng's family. Jiang Mu felt that he was really unlucky. Before Jiang Mu could continue to say anything, Jiang Fang hung up the phone.

Wei Xue looked at Jiang Fang anxiously. Jiang Fang apologized, "I'm sorry auntie, I made you laugh."

This child is really sensible and distressing. Wei Xue waved her hand to indicate that it was nothing. Just now, her husband told her about the Jiang family's situation below, and then she remembered that she knew Jiang Fang's mother.

Jiang Fang's mother opened a studio and once designed clothes for herself to attend the party. She is a very talented and beautiful woman.

She was thinking about how to leave Jiang Fang to live for two more days. When she came home and got angry, a phone call came in.

It was an unfamiliar number, and Wei Xue was still at a loss at first, until the other party reported his home.

"Hello, this is Jiang Fang's mother, Cui Yuanli. I'm sorry to disturb you."

Both mother and son are very polite. Because of the cooperation, the studio has Wei Xue's contact information.

Wei Xue was also surprised at how Cui Yuanli made this call. The other party had already started talking slowly on the phone. It turned out that Jiang Fang simply had a bad relationship with his father and was very close to his mother. On the way he came, he told his mother that he was going to be a guest at the house.

Just now Jiang Mu called Cui Yuanli like a mad dog to ask about Jiang Fang's whereabouts. Cui Yuanli ignored him, and only remembered to contact Wei Xue after she hung up the phone.

"I'm sorry, my son is causing you trouble." Cui Yuanli also has a headache. She obviously is closer to her son, but when she went abroad, his son chose to stay. Now that she is abroad, it is inevitable that she is a little bit powerless.

Wei Xue shook her head quickly, "No, your son is very good. I should thank you, Xiaofang, for finding our child."

Jiang Fang listened to them and pulled the table, and the two mothers were still talking politely.

Cui Yuanli still has a few friends in China. She made this call to thank Feng Jia, and to let her friend pick up Jiang Fang to take care of her for two days.

Of course, Wei Xue would agree to the arrangement of his mother.

But the little speaker was lying on the side of the phone, so he heard clearly. When he heard that his brother was leaving, he was so scared that he smashed his buttocks and waved his hands again and again, "No, no."

Wei Xue was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, my son is making trouble again, he seems to be reluctant to let it go."

Cui Yuanli knows that her son is alienated from everyone. When she is mad, there are children who like him. Cui Yuanli couldn't help but laughed, "I didn't expect Xiao Fang to be able to attract children's likes."

Jiang Fang scratched his ears uncomfortably, and the little speaker put his entire face next to the phone, "Auntie, brother will not leave."

Cui Yuanli laughed all of a sudden, this child was so sweet and so cute, "Is it?"

For fear that the other person would not believe the same, the little speaker increased his tone and said, "Similar, similar, if you don't believe it, please ask me."

Little Trumpet walked two steps crookedly on the bed, Jiang Fang stretched out his hand to support him, Little Trumpet stared at him with big eyes, "Brother, do you want to go?"

Jiang Fang didn't speak, and Wei Xue turned on the speakerphone.

Cui Yuanli's voice rang, "Xiao Fang, are you going to stay at Aunt Lin's house for two days? I have already told her."

Aunt Lin is a friend of his mother, Jiang Fang hesitates.

The little horn shook his hand, "Quickly tell you not to go."

Wei Xue was a little unbelievable. How long did it take to think that Little Speaker actually has such a good relationship with Jiang Fang.

Little speaker has his own ideas. Brother can find the lost self and defeat the big gray lady. If the brother is always by his side, then he doesn't need to be spanked!

For the sake of his butt, the little speaker wants to keep him!

Jiang Fang was a little shaken by the enthusiasm of the little speaker. Wei Xue smiled, "It doesn't matter, you can go wherever you want. We are more welcome to stay. It will be grandpa's birthday soon, and you can also join us for the birthday. banquet."

Jiang Fang opened his mouth, and the little horn lip-synched him, "Keep-down-come."

Seeing his anxious look, Jiang Fang couldn't help but laughed out, "Mom, I want to stay and play with the little speaker."

This answer really surprised Cui Yuanli, and Wei Xue was naturally very welcome.

Since he has made the decision himself, of course everyone respects his choice. Cui Yuanli said a lot of kind words, and the two of them hung up after a long time.

Jiang Fang was still a little uncomfortable. He rubbed his hands on his pants twice, "Auntie, I want to stay and disturb you again."

Wei Xue was too happy to be too late, "What are you saying, your aunt is very happy to stay, and the little speaker is also very happy."

The expression on her face did not seem to be fake, which made Jiang relax, and Feng Shixia was also very happy, "I can hold my thighs upright if you stay."

The fruit tray was empty, and Wei Xue had been up for a long time, so it was time to go down and help everyone. When she left, she took the fruit plate and left her private space for the three children.

As soon as the aunt walked away, Feng Shixia was dancing happily, she didn't look like a steady adult at all, "Great, we will play a game tomorrow."

The little trumpet pouted unhappy and played games again. The baby... can't play games. He has a feeling of being abandoned.

The trumpet pulled Jiang Fang's arm and didn't let go, "Don't play, play!"

Feng Shixia squeezed his little face, "What if you don't play games? Play with you?"

The baby's thoughts are very poor. He pondered for a long time, and remembered the forgotten concubine Che, "Tomorrow, accompany the baby, ride a bike!"

He unilaterally announced that the game is not fun, the most fun is cars. His car is red and can run a long distance.

Feng Shixia was immediately happy, "Just your car."

Feng Shixia gestured, "I can crush my ass, believe it or not."

The trumpet was struck by lightning, and he was stunned, as if he had seen his car torn apart. He didn't know why his brother had to crash his car, he only knew that a little baby's heart died at this moment.

Seeing tears in his eyes instantly, Feng Shixia's instinct was not good, so he quickly asked for help, "Wait, I'm joking, don't cry for now."

It was too late, and the little speaker wiped his tears with his sleeve, and the whole person crashed into Jiang Fang's arms like a small cannonball. Jiang Fang gritted his teeth and snorted, and the little horn choked aggrievedly, "Brother, it's bad."

My brother wanted to crush his car, which is too much.

Feng Shixia didn't expect that he would step on the minefield with a word, and he was suddenly at a loss.

Feng Shixia smiled at the side, "Don't cry, I was joking with you, I won't touch your car."

Who knows that the little red three-wheeler is so important, the baby was so wronged that he cried out of breath. Jiang Fang glanced around and saw that Wei Xue brought up the orange on the table. He hadn't eaten the orange because he forgot to take the fruit knife.

He tentatively picked up the orange and put it on top of the trumpet, "Don't cry, will you eat the orange."

Feng Shixia thought how could he coax the children well in this way, Jiang Fang was too inexperienced.

The little trumpet twitched, and his little hand touched the top of his head and picked up the orange. The little horn instantly forgot why he was crying just now, he swallowed, and everyone heard it clearly.

Feng Shixia was slapped in the face, so I can really coax my brother!

Little Horn looked longingly at Jiang Fang, "Seven...I want seven, please, help the baby."

His chubby hand clasped the orange peel stubbornly, and in the end he only pulled out the juice of one hand. The little horn was very depressed. This skin... the baby can't get it!

There is a rare opportunity to please the baby, and Feng Shixia volunteered to help the baby pick the orange peel.

But as soon as he took the orange into his hand, he stared at the small horn, his eyes staring into cross-eyed eyes, and Feng Shixia was full of pressure.

The little horn swallowed his saliva while exhorting, "Don't...secretly, for a while, we will each one."

"It's very fragrant, right?"

"Really don't... secretly... Seven Oh."

Sucking and sucking, the saliva of the little horn can't stop!