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This is her boudoir! It turned out to be a place where Pei Chenyang could come and go freely.

Needless to say, Zhao Mengmeng also knew that it was her mother who did it behind her.

Is she her own daughter, or is Pei Chenyang her mother's own son?

"It's not important." Pei Chenyang stroked her hair.

"Who allowed you to touch me?" Zhao Mengmeng was angry, this man was going too far.

"Okay, then I don't move, is that okay?" Pei Chenyang was obedient and retracted his hand.

Anyway, the future is long, and he has plenty of time to cultivate a tacit understanding with Zhao Mengmeng.

"Hands and feet" is just one aspect of it, making Zhao Mengmeng get used to his touch unconsciously.

"Tutu, good girl, come here." Pei Chenyang hooked his fingers, Tutu could already distinguish his voice, turned his head, looked at Pei Chenyang with black eyes, and grinned happily.

Tutu was drooling excitedly, the bed of Xiao Bibi and Zhao Mengmeng was horrible.

Zhao Mengmeng raised her forehead. She still hasn't figured out why her younger brother and daughter are so obsessed with Pei Chenyang.

Tutu, who was already tired, heard Pei Chenyang's voice, and jumped up and down again, babbling, and wanted to move his legs to crawl over.

But, that's all there is to it.

"Come, papa hug, come here." Pei Chenyang knew that his daughter was Zhao Mengmeng's Achilles' heel, and he already loved Tutu, but now he wanted to spoil Tutu even more.

Every time I come, there are piles of gifts for Tutu, and my brother-in-law Zhao Chengrui is no exception.

I don't know if it's because of Tutu's favor, or if Pei Chenyang is trying to curry favor with this little fat man.

Anyway, the actual situation is that Zhao Chengrui likes his "brother-in-law" more and more.

Zhao Mengmeng's legs were sore from squatting, and seeing Pei Chenyang interacting with her daughter happily, she simply stood up from the ground.

"Don't waste your time, I've worked hard for three days, but she can't turn over." Zhao Mengmeng was a little frustrated. Logically speaking, it was almost the same time, but her daughter was too lazy.

Pei Chenyang raised his eyebrows, worked hard for three days?

"If I can make Tutu learn to turn over today, will there be a reward?" He smiled and brought his handsome face closer, bargaining with Zhao Mengmeng.

Although this task seems to be very difficult, maybe his daughter already has this strength, and if he assists, it will be successful?

No one can say anything about luck.

"Hehe, Pei Chenyang and you?" Zhao Mengmeng's tone was full of sarcasm.

Although Pei Chenyang didn't hug Tutu less often, in Zhao Mengmeng's view, it was because he hugged Tutu too frequently that made his daughter more and more lazy.

The culprit was Pei Chenyang.

Could it be that he still wants to imitate a certain star and make Tutu not go out with his legs in the future?

"What are you talking about? Belittle me? What's the matter with me? I'm Tutu's daddy, you can do it, but I, Pei Chenyang, can't do it?" Pei Chenyang turned around and asked Zhao Mengmeng.

"Yes, it's contempt." Zhao Mengmeng pointed at the door impatiently, trying to send him away.

Although this probability is still estimated to be small, Pei Chenyang has been getting more and more insatiable recently.

"Okay, then let's make a bet. I will stay with Tutu all day today. If she learns to turn over today, you promise me a favor?"

"Hehe, why promise you?"

Pei Chenyang raised his eyebrows, and asked meaningfully: "Why? Don't you dare? Are you afraid of losing to me?"