Chapter 1667 (1/2)

”Little sister's chopsticks have magic. No matter how bad the dishes are, they can be delicious. What's more, it's shameful to waste food. I'm helping you not to waste it! Understand? ”

Gong Jue:

Temo's Laozi lived for 28 years, and today he was taught a lesson by his son.

Hello, Hello, Gong Ting, you little bunny, tell me clearly!

However, xiaotuanzi has already turned his attention to Gu Qiqi. He is so tender and caressing that he has no time to chat with him.

Gong Jue watched him painstakingly prepare a whole day's meal, and he became a son and a stupid woman. He was extremely depressed when you ate the delicious food that you and I fed each other.

He has always been one-sided abuse of dogs, for Mao today was his son stuffed a mouthful of dog food?

This meal to eat, palace Baron would like to put the small ball into the back of seven stomach.

It's hard to wait until everyone is full.

Gong Jue's mind can finally let this little bastard go to sleep. He and Gu Qiqi enjoy the world of two.

However, the miserable life has just begun

When he got off the table, he held Gu Qiqi's thigh and didn't give up --

”little sister, I want to listen to bedtime stories.”

”Little sister, I didn't wash my hair well just now. Can you help me wash it again?”

”Little sister, I want to drink warm milk before going to bed. Shall we have a cup each?”

”Little sister, I dare not sleep alone...”

Watching Gu Qiqi lovingly lead the little group to wash their hair, take a bath, warm milk, brush their teeth, and tell bedtime stories

Even, they led the little group into their master bedroom!

Gong Jue finally blew his hair: ”Gong Ting! Go back to the guest room and sleep

Xiaotuanzi shivered and looked like a little baby who was scared by you. She shrank into Gu Qiqi's arms and blinked his big eyes of watery black grapes: ”Wuwu, no, little sister, don't drive me away. Wu, the guest room here is on the first floor. It's dark and cold. It's too frightening The first one will take me away. I will never see my little sister again. What can I do... ”