Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  Li Jia only blew for a short time and then stopped. She would only use conch to blow a song.

   is her first person to depend on each other for life and death. She used to protect her life.

  Finally, it turns out that it was the **** of death that she was hugging with both hands, he told her with a sickle and blood how ridiculous her kindness was.

  What kind of ballad is that? She was about to forget, and she didn't want to think about it again.

Li Jia handed the snow-white large conch to her daughter and touched her head. Little Lolita only had enough small hands to pick up the large conch. She puffed her cheeks and learned how to blow her mother to the conch. The conch made no sound. , The little girl was full of anger, and greeted the younger brother who was playing with the sand. The two little guys and the conch were carried.

  Li Jia stood aside and smiled, the white veil fluttered in the wind, Lu Yichen sat at the table, looked at her sideways and smiled.

  The two children leaned close to her, holding the conch, seeming to want her mother to blow it again.

  Lu Yichen listened to Jiajia blowing conch for the first time.

The middle-aged black man next to him saw Mrs. Lu Shao and the two children along his sight, and smiled: "The little lady has good luck. There are very few conch shells that can be blown by the waves. Picked up by someone."

  Especially the appearance is very good, the white and transparent, the conch is the size of an adult man’s fist.

  He originally meant to make Lu Yichen happy, but when his words fell, the smile at the corner of Lu Yichen's mouth slowly disappeared, and his dark eyes shone with cold light.

  He recruited a bodyguard in a white shirt standing in the dark. "Go and ask the people next to the child how he got the conch."

   "Yes." The bodyguard retired.

  After a while, he returned, and said something beside Lu Yichen. Lu Yichen narrowed his eyes, but said nothing. "Since it was picked up, that's it."

The two children were tired from playing. Li Jia took them into the room. When Li Jia washed and changed a set of clothes, he came out. On the table in front of Lu Yichen, two little ghosts were sitting on chairs with two short legs dangling. Drinking coconut milk with a straw.

  Li Jia had just finished taking a shower, her cheeks flushed, and she was afraid to drink iced juice, so she had to take a glass of warm water to quench her thirst.

   "Sit down and take a good rest." Lu Yichen touched her blushing cheeks, soft and warm.

   "The weather here is too hot." Li Jia drank the water glass in one sip, took a long sigh of relief, held his brother's cold palm, and stuck it on his hot face.

  Lu Yichen's eyes were gentle, opened her hair, and kissed her forehead. "What's the name of the song you just played?"

  Li Jia was slightly startled, that is, after a second of hesitation, Lu Yichen's eyes went dark.

   "It seems to be called ‘bubble’."

   "The mermaid turned into a bubble?" Lu Yichen asked again.

  Li Jia blinked, did not speak, but nodded.

  "Who taught Jiajia?"

  Li Jia:...

   "Is it him?" Lu Yichen said again.

  Li Jia was speechless, thought about it, and said: "Zero."

   "It really is him."

  Lu Yichen smiled gently, and Li Jia felt stressed.

  How did he think of it? It shouldn't be!

   "I was thinking, how did my brother know?" Lu Yichen smiled.

  Li Jia nodded.

  Lu Yichen glanced at the two babies, the two little ghosts held their cheeks, blinked their two big eyes, looking at Papa and Mommy.

  Lu Yichen wanted to kiss his dear, but the two light bulbs shone on... He had to touch his wife’s hair instead. "Leave them both to the old man, right?"

  Li Jia is a little confused.