Doctor Jiang Struggles To Survive Every Day

  Chapter 125 You are a rascal

   Anyway, the more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong.

  No matter how Mo Boyuan doesn't like him, it is absolutely impossible to watch him fall into such a state without being indifferent!

  However, it is impossible to know what the situation is.

What you can do is to avoid all known dangers first.

   "Jiang Tingxu, what are you thinking again?" The little man asked.

  For a while today, Jiang Tingxu seems to have been stunned several times.

  Jiang may not know that his son's observation ability is so strong.

   "Well, I just think of something, it's not important."

"alright."

  Do you want to be so mature?

The little Huahua beside    couldn't help looking at it, and finally stretched out the demon to scratch the top of the villain's head.

  This action, I have been expecting it a long time ago.

  It’s just that the result was not unexpected, and was completely disgusted, and hummed unceremoniously.

  Jiang listened to Xu Anfu's so fried son, and looked at Xiaohuahuadao:

   "To his father, I can't say I believe it, and I can't say I don't believe it. Now, I only do what I think I should do!"

  Well, protecting this kid is my biggest wish now!

  Others, they are not that important!

  Xiao Huahua squinted her eyes for a while, her face was clear:

   "Ok, I should have guessed, what is the problem between you and your man!"

   Jiang Tingxu didn't deny anything about this remark, it was a tacit consent.

  Next, the tacit understanding never mentioned this topic again. After buying the daily necessities upstairs, he went to the cashier to checkout.

  Unexpectedly, it was filled with four big bags.

  It’s okay, just stuff it in the trunk.

  But when it comes back to the parking lot of the community, it is difficult.

  Four bags, each bag is not light!

   "Ningning, can you walk by yourself? Mom and Aunt Huahua take things."

  The little man held Jiang Tingxu’s neck with both hands:

   "No, Ningning will hug."

As    said, he circled his arms more and more vigorously, and the two short legs were also tight.

  Typical children play rascals.

  The corners of Xiao Huahua's eyes twitched several times, and said:

   "I'll get it, sister, hold him."

   "Don't, it's all heavy."

  "It’s important to you, but not to me."

  A few bags add up to less than one hundred and twenty catties, right?

  I was training at the base, and the things I had to resist every day were much heavier than this.

   Jiang heard what Xu wanted to say, and when he was talking, Xiao Huahua had already lifted all four bags.

  It looks like it does not weigh much, it is no different from carrying a few bags of cotton.

  In the elevator, Jiang Tingxu felt helpless, and gently pulled his son’s ass:

   "Are you a rogue?"

  The kid pouted:

   "Huh, that's right." Just admit it.

  Anyway, it's enough to achieve the goal. Playing rogue, isn't it a privilege that children only have?

   Jiang heard that Xu felt that at this point, he really didn’t know whose son was inherited from him?

  After all, neither he nor his children’s dads seem to have such traits.

  Upstairs, Xiao Huahua sent her mother and her son home first, and then picked out her own things and installed them. Of course, she still left two packets of potato chips very intimately before leaving.

   "I'll go up first, don't worry, now your home has been monitored by me."

Um?

  "When did you pretend to be?"

  You haven’t stayed at home for ten minutes in total, right?

  Xiao Huahua pointed to the door: “There are micro cameras inside and outside. There is not enough time today. I will set up some things in the elevator tomorrow. In the future, as long as someone who is unfamiliar comes upstairs, he will be warned.”

  (End of this chapter)