Dance Solo

Chapter 103: 102. The legendary uncle

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hotel lobby.

Yan Hui was very very dissatisfied with the check-in procedure, while humming and swiping his card, he did not forget to complain, "Your family has a villa here!"

Xie Zhiwu stretched out her thin white hands, how she felt that her newly-made French manicure was not suitable for her.

"There are villas, and there are also ordinary apartments." She lazily said, "But if you live in, doesn't it mean telling my parents that I'm back home? I'm not going home when I return. Beautiful Lin Lin knows, I'm sure meeting-"

She stretched out her hand and made a clicking gesture on her neck. Paired with the bright red pointed long nails, how terrifying it looks.

Yan Hui cried a face, "Then why swipe my card!"

"You are not stupid, swipe my card, and I will be tied back within an hour!"

Xie Zhiwu looked at Yan Hui in a cool, disappointed look, "I like you clearly, and don't wait for another six years-man, hey, man..."

Yan turned his head full of black lines.

Just kidding, where is your humorous cell? Besides, don't always use his confession to threaten him, OK!

Liangchen took Meijing and dragged his small box to stand in front of the two of them, "Hmph, I told you that, there is no other man in this world who asks you for anything in return, except me."

Xie Zhiwu held her son tearfully in front of her chest for a while, until the white and tender face turned crimson again.

"Ahhhhh-"

In the silent hotel lobby, a scream was heard instantly.

After the two big and two little ones put down their suitcases, their stomachs groaned one after another.

The taste of the meal on the plane was normal, and the two little guys were raised up by the conscientious chef Xie Zhiwu and refused to eat. Until now, the four of them are still hungry.

"Baby, what do you want to eat?"

Xie Zhiwu embraced the pink little daughter, rubbed her soft face and asked.

At Liangchen, when he saw Xie Zhiwu's ruthless hand destroying Huaguduo, he jumped two or three meters away. Helplessly, the beautiful scenery actually lay on Ma Ma’s knees honestly, with big eyes flashing a few times, opening her mouth that was rubbed by her own unscrupulous mother, and asked vaguely, "Anything will do?"

"Hmm, anything will do." Xie Zhiwu knead the dough, happier the more you knead.

The beauty is down. I don’t care about the saliva from my mouth. I yell, "I want a hamburger, I want fries, chicken wings, I want pizza and noodles, I want steak and foie gras, I want an ice cream sundae chocolate cake …"

Yan Hui coughed hard, "Little Bao, if I eat too much, my stomach hurts."

When the beauty heard this, her face was full of disappointment. Liangchen snorted coldly, watching Yan Hui speak disdainfully, "Don't worry, Brother Yan Hui, this meal, I'll treat you—"

The four eventually came to a French restaurant.

On the weekend, there were so many guests. Xie Zhiwu sat on the sofa holding the beautiful scenery, and waited almost sleepy before finally waiting for her seat.

Yan Hui dragged Liang Chen and pressed him to the seat before opening his seat to Xie Zhiwu and the beautiful scenery. Obviously, he didn't like the title of "eating soft rice" that he was inexplicably deducted.

Liangchen was dissatisfied, "With your appearance, you can eat soft rice, thank God..."

Yan Hui spit out water, almost vomiting blood with anger. Fortunately, Xie Zhiwu's soft little hand lightly patted the back of his hand, and his big eyes blinked and blinked at him wateryly, and he was so less angry.

But why is this baby's mouth so poisonous! Who is it like in the end

He was depressed and indignant, but Mo Jingyao's cold face suddenly flashed in his head. Turning his head again, he saw Xie Zhiwu grinning at him.

The corners of the mouth curled up, but only one side rose. No matter how you look at it, how do you feel bad intentions!

Thinking about it, Yan Hui couldn't help but slapped a spirit.

Forget it, parents are not good stubborns. Who can count on a baby born out of him to be pure and pollution-free!

Xie Zhiwu only saw Yan Hui Nei Niu clutching the bread and stuffing it into his mouth, which was strange. It is said that the good day loves to attack people's temperament, and he knows that it is not a day or two. Why is it particularly vulnerable today to be careful.

I was about to ask, listening to the beauty around me cheering. She turned her head in surprise and found a cute little girl who actually hugged the beautiful scenery.

Xie Zhiwu's mouth moved and then moved, half-paying pointed at the girl, and looked at Liangchen inexplicably, "Your wife?!"

When Liangchen heard this, his face almost fell into the soup dish, "That was when you met in the hotel before. How did you become a mother, you actually encouraged your son to fall in love early!"

"Oh, no." Xie Zhiwu wiped his forehead, "Smelly boy, scared me. I said where did you come from such a great skill. After only a few hours of coming back, you will hook me back to China. little girl."

Liangchen slapped the table angrily, "I don't want to, not that I can't!"

Xie Zhiwu rolled her eyes and gave her son a look of "Have your mouth hard, don’t you have a hard mouth, don’t have a hard mouth", then turned her head, and looked at her daughter tenderly, "Beautiful view, don’t you introduce Ma Ma? This is Who is it?!"

The beautiful scenery turned her head back with a smile, "Ma Ma, this is every day..."

The little girl called Tiantian was joking with Meijing before, but she didn't see Xie Zhiwu, but when she saw Meijing calling her mother, she followed her gaze and was stunned.

Then, no one expected that she would pounce on Xie Zhiwu.

"Auntie!"

Xie Zhiwu was also stunned, and it took him a long time to react. This can't be blamed on her, the little monsters in her family have never been so enthusiastic about her. She touched Tiantian's head to see how Yan Hui was hesitant to speak, and thought that 80% of her was a child who lacked motherly love.

"Your name is Tiantian, right?" she said softly, trying to pull the little girl up from her chest, "I am Aunt Zhiwu."

Every day, he circled Xie Zhiwu's waist without reluctance, and kept yelling, "Auntie, you are an auntie!"

Xie Zhiwu had no choice but to let the little girl hang on her body like an octopus. She was depressed. Not far away came the cry of the little girl’s family, "Every day, every day—"

She was a little puzzled, how did she feel that the sound was familiar. When the couple walked in front of them, they finally dumbfounded, "Song?!"

"A Wu?!" Xie Zhige obviously didn't expect to see her sister here. He was at a loss for a while, and after the loss, his eyes instantly turned red. Mo Jingshun is even more exaggerated. Look at Xie Zhiwu and Yan Hui, then look at the good days and the beautiful scenery, pointing at them with trembling fingers, "You, you, you, you, you, you, you—"

Liangchen calmly put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, "Well, this is my legendary uncle?"

Xie Zhiwu nodded mechanically, but Liangchen sighed, "Then I'd better place my hope on Grandpa." (To be continued) (End of this chapter)