Chapter 183： Fanwai: Second child storm (2/2)

”One!”

”two!”

”three!”

Sure enough, no one answered, Xie Xiaojing's cry stopped.

Leaning slowly against the wall, Xie Xiaojing's eyes circled, tears were still in the corner of her eyes, and her lips were strong.

His ‘baby ’s heart is bitter, but the baby does n’t cry’, now Xia Qiu's heart softens into a ball, and he can't help but laugh.

Strongly walking with his short legs, Xie Jing walked along the wall, finally passed the wallpaper ‘map’ that was wet by him, and then he was dumbfounded ...

Xie Jing, who is more than one year old, has probably been ruined by Xia Qiu and Xie Yan. All the routines have been familiar to the couple!

For example, if he has just learned to walk, he must support something once he gets up!

If Xie Yi gave him a ball, he could walk if he held the ball, but if he didn't help him around, he took the ball and he was dumbfounded.

”Papa ...”

Seeing that the cute little face's eye circles were red again, Xia Qiu finally pushed Xie Yuan away, and used to hold the baby **** the sofa.

As soon as Xie Jing got on the sofa, he was happily crawling around the sofa, walking around Xie Wei and Xia Qiu, and even more joyful.

Xie Yi put his head back on Xia Qiu's legs, stretched out his hand and hugged the boy, sitting on his stomach.

There were still tears on Ming's eyelashes, but Xie Xiaojing stared at Xie Yong with an excited smile.

”Tit ... gray ...”

”Not gray!” Xie Yan deliberately froze.

Crying now, Xie Xiaojing looked around, as if looking for comfort in Xia Qiu.

”No!” Xia Qiu turned his head on purpose, but Yu Guang watched quietly.

Xie Xiaojing, who was not comforted, burst into tears.

Poor Xie Xiaojing's young age has been ruined ...

Xia Qiu smiled, sighed suddenly, rubbed Xie Yan's hair, looked at the increasingly stable face, and gently supported his face to his belly.

In the cry of Xie Xiaojing, she smiled and said to Xie.

”But the baby is already in the belly, Xiaoyi still doesn't want to either.”

Xie Zheng froze now, glaring at Xia Yiying's belly, as if he could stare at this guy who cut and played afterwards.

For a long while, he got up and hugged Xie Xiaojing, who was crying, and embraced Xia Yizhen against himself.

Eyebrows are gentle, but helpless ...

Family of three, no! The family of four nestled together in Xie Xiaojing's cry.

Probably, there is nothing more complete than this!