Evil Child Black-Bellied Mother

  Su Xiaorui suddenly thought of something, and suddenly stopped smiling, and said in shock: "Mother, did you let your brother watch it?"

  He saw the joking smile in Ye Xiaonian’s eyes, and he immediately yelled, covering his red face: "You haven't seen anything, forget it!"

   "I saw it all!" Ye Xiaonian held the picture album, looked at Ye Feibai not far away cutely and cutely, and blinked. "Daddy, there are a lot of portraits of younger brothers here."

   "Don't show it, don't show it!" Su Xiaorui yelled, and immediately rushed to **** the album.

  These are all his pictures, whether they are good or not, they can’t be shown to others, neither can they be taken by daddy!

  Su Ying saw the two children hustling together, and shook her head helplessly: "Be careful of falling..."

  Su Xiaorui was so anxious that his little face was sweaty, but no matter where he was struggling to spend the night, the album had been delivered to Ye Feibai's hands long ago.

  Su Xiaorui looked at Ye Xiaonian sadly: "Bad guy!"

  Ye Xiao Nian corrected the wrinkles on her body, put her hand on Xiao Rui’s shoulder, and said seriously: "If my brother is a girl, he must be very beautiful!"

  Su Xiaorui suddenly squeezed her small hand, and looked at him with anger: "Ye Xiaonian, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

   Ye Xiao Nian looked at him calmly, raised her eyebrows: "Try it."

  Wow, **** brother! Su Xiaorui rushed forward.

The two children ran up and down on the grass, Ye Feibai turned page by page at the album Ye Xiaonian handed over, Xiao Rui's hundred-year-old photos, Xiao Rui in the shape of a big lobster, Xiao Rui in women's clothing... …

  Yefeibai’s cold face gradually melted away, a little smile appeared in the dark and arrogant eyes, and the corners of her lips twitched silently.

  Xiao Rui was raised by Yinger.

Su Xiaorui chased Ye Xiaonian and ran for a lap. He was exhausted. He saw that Ye Feibai had already turned over the picture album. He embarrassedly snatched it from his hand and ran to Su Ying. By your side.

  He leaned on Su Ying and spoiled: "Mother, they all bully!"

  Su Ying took the picture album back, squeezed his nose, and smiled slightly: "I haven't painted for your two brothers yet, so let's pose."

Su Xiaorui felt very hungry just now. At this moment, when she heard her mother want to draw a picture for her, she stepped forward excitedly and threw Ye Xiaonian down, then raised her hand and naturally made a scissor hand. Smile: "Is this good?"

   Ye Xiaonian's face was stiff, and said lightly: "Are you sure?"

  "Oh, mother painted for us, why are you showing a zombie face with facial paralysis, as if someone owes you five million taels of silver, oh!"

  The next moment, Su Xiaorui was pushed to the ground by Ye Xiaonian. Ye Xiaonian glanced at Su Ying: "Mother, you are ready."

  Su Xiaorui kicked on two legs: "Brother is a villain, brother is a villain, brother is a villain..."

  Su Ying helplessly caress her forehead.

  The sun is shining brightly, the breeze is blowing gently, the surrounding birds and flowers are fragrant, and the air is fresh.

  Su Ying quickly drew a picture of the two children playing around. Su Xiaorui got up from the ground: "Mother has not painted Daddy yet."

  Su Xiaorui ran towards Ye Feibai quickly after speaking, and he just pulled Ye Feibai over.

   Ye Fei was full of unwillingness, but couldn't bear Su Xiaorui's acting like a baby.

  Su Xiaorui climbed, climbed, climbed, climbed up to Ye Feibai’s shoulder, and then compared a scissor hand at Su Ying, while Ye Xiaonian stood beside him properly.

  Su Ying looked up at Ye Feibai before painting.

  Since meeting again, she hasn't looked at him well.

  His outline is as if carved out, his facial features are as exquisite as in memory, his eyebrows are like thick ink, his eyes glow like obsidian, and his eyes are indifferent and cold.

  It just seemed to be different again, there was a faint loneliness in his eyebrows, a bit more vicissitudes of life than before.

  Su Ying only felt that her heart suddenly twitched, she quickly lowered her head, and quickly showed the manners of the father and son on the white paper.

  Since this day, Ye Feibai has the meaning of disciplining two children well.

  In the afternoon, he arranged homework for the two small buns.

   Ask everyone to write five copybooks, and if they do not write well, they are not allowed to eat dinner.

  Su Xiaorui wrote a few twisted characters, turned his head and looked at Ye Xiaonian, and saw that he wrote the characters upright and well-liked. He looked at his words again, and suddenly there was a thought that I could not eat dinner.

  Su Xiaorui crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it aside, a little discouraged and dropped the pen.

  Next, he looked at Ye Xiaonian with an extremely cute look, and blinked.

   Ye Xiaonian felt the look of Su Xiaorui’s expectation, and put down the brush in her hand: "Want me to help you?"

  Su Xiaorui nodded vigorously, eyes bright.

  Ye Xiaonian didn’t even think about it: "Yes."

  Su Xiaorui smiled sweetly, and said crisply: "Brother is really good!"

   "But—" Ye Xiaonian put the words she had written next to Su Xiaorui, "Daddy can see it at a glance."

  Su Xiaorui pursed his mouth, and then pushed the paper in front of him to him: "Then you imitate me, just write it a little bit better, dad won't recognize it."

  Ye Xiao Nian: "..."

  Su Xiaorui grinned: "Brother is the best, I'm going to play..."

  As soon as the voice fell, Su Xiaorui's small body was already far away.

  Ye Xiao Nian looked at his back, sighed deeply, and then resigned to imitating his character, but his character is too ugly, it is really difficult for him to imitate...

  Su Xiaorui ran out secretly, afraid of being discovered by his father, so he hid behind a big rock and played in the mud.

  He was having fun, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, Su Xiaorui was startled.

   When he raised his head, he faced a pair of bright and sly eyes. It was Ouyang Liuyun. He smiled cordially: "Xiao Rui, why are you here?"

   "Huh!" Su Xiaorui breathed a sigh of relief. He patted his chest with his hand, "Uncle Ouyang, you scared me to death!"

  Ouyang Liuyun squatted down and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "How did I hear that your father asked you to practice calligraphy..."

  Su Xiaorui suddenly looked as if he was caught, avoiding his eyes, and stuttering: "I...uh...that..."

  Ouyang Liuyun couldn’t help being amused when he saw his appearance. He smiled brightly and took his hand: "Uncle will take you out to play, okay?"

   "Eh? Can you?" Su Xiaorui's eyes began to glow. He hasn't come out for a long time to play.

   "Hush, don't be found by your father, go!"

  So, Su Xiaorui happily followed Ouyang Liuyun secretly.