Chapter 439
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The baby's cry puzzled everyone.
Shen shu'er, who is bound to kneel on the ground, suddenly raises her head.
But with Lin Hanxing's eyes.
Lin Hanxing smiles at her faintly, but there is a sharp edge hidden in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows.
Shen Shuer can't help shivering.
But see Jiang Xibao clumsily holding a child from afar, cry is also from her arms.
As soon as she saw the swaddling clothes, the old lady was about to rush in.
Can not wait to close, was mute uncle block in the safe range.
I don't know if it's intentional or not, but I can't reach the distance. How anxious it is to be.
Jiang Xibao is not the material to hold a child.
Lin Hanxing looked up and took it from her arms.
I don't know how, originally in Jiang Xibao's arms crying a non-stop child, one to Lin Hanxing's arms, crying suddenly stopped.
He found a comfortable place and went to sleep sobbing.
"Give the baby back."
The old lady's eyes were red, but she couldn't get close.
"Aunt, this is the child of that distant relative."
With a faint smile, Lin Hanxing reached out and stroked the baby's face.
Her tone was too calm.
It's so calm that it scares everyone.
Having said that, Lin Hanxing gives Jiang Xibao a look in his eyes. The latter suddenly understands and walks towards Shen Shuer.
Soon, the cloth that covers Shen shu'er's mouth is clear.
"Don't touch him!"
Shen shu'er screamed, her eyes fixed on Lin Han Xing, as if to eat her.
"Now, I'll answer you slowly."
Lin Hanxing turns a deaf ear and looks lazily at Luo Wensu.
"As I said, this peony fragrance really belongs to the old lady."
The cold light voice flows slowly in everyone's ear.
"Just on the way here, I'm afraid the old lady thinks about it. She's always worried that her aunt might notice something. This is why she put a lot of it on Shen Shuer's body to cover up her original taste."
Lin Hanxing's eyes slowly swept everyone.
"What's the taste?" Lorraine can't wait.
She listened to the misty, what peony fragrance, what adoptive, all confused.
"Suckling."
Lin Hanxing's indifference is like a sharp arrow to Lin Youlin's chest.
Whew, straight in the heart.
To solve the answer to one of the questions, it is obvious that there is a tendency for the rest.
While Luo Wenbo and Luo Ruyin are still guessing, Luo Wensu's sharp eyes have turned to grandma and father.
Luo Minghao's face was full of clouds.
The whole body is full of the feeling of mountain rain coming.
"Uncle, if you want to enjoy the happiness of all, at least you have to ask my aunt if she wants to!"
Lin Hanxing put all the expressions on Luo Minghao's face into his eyes, and his smile was ironic and cold.
Lin Xiaojiu, I really look down on you.
Luo Minghao gave a sneer in his heart. In the face of that indifferent and delicate little face, he suddenly felt an unspeakable lack of hope.
It's a man's conquest of women!
"What kind of woman smells of breast-feeding? Why does the old lady hide the smell for fear that something will go wrong? Auntie, are you so smart that you can't figure out what's at stake? "
An answer gradually formed in the heart, which made Lin Youlin shudder.
Suddenly, she opened her scarlet eyes, which were almost full of red blood, looking at the old lady and her husband.
Slap, slap on Luo Minghao's face!
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The baby's cry puzzled everyone.
Shen shu'er, who is bound to kneel on the ground, suddenly raises her head.
But with Lin Hanxing's eyes.
Lin Hanxing smiles at her faintly, but there is a sharp edge hidden in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows.
Shen Shuer can't help shivering.
But see Jiang Xibao clumsily holding a child from afar, cry is also from her arms.
As soon as she saw the swaddling clothes, the old lady was about to rush in.
Can not wait to close, was mute uncle block in the safe range.
I don't know if it's intentional or not, but I can't reach the distance. How anxious it is to be.
Jiang Xibao is not the material to hold a child.
Lin Hanxing looked up and took it from her arms.
I don't know how, originally in Jiang Xibao's arms crying a non-stop child, one to Lin Hanxing's arms, crying suddenly stopped.
He found a comfortable place and went to sleep sobbing.
"Give the baby back."
The old lady's eyes were red, but she couldn't get close.
"Aunt, this is the child of that distant relative."
With a faint smile, Lin Hanxing reached out and stroked the baby's face.
Her tone was too calm.
It's so calm that it scares everyone.
Having said that, Lin Hanxing gives Jiang Xibao a look in his eyes. The latter suddenly understands and walks towards Shen Shuer.
Soon, the cloth that covers Shen shu'er's mouth is clear.
"Don't touch him!"
Shen shu'er screamed, her eyes fixed on Lin Han Xing, as if to eat her.
"Now, I'll answer you slowly."
Lin Hanxing turns a deaf ear and looks lazily at Luo Wensu.
"As I said, this peony fragrance really belongs to the old lady."
The cold light voice flows slowly in everyone's ear.
"Just on the way here, I'm afraid the old lady thinks about it. She's always worried that her aunt might notice something. This is why she put a lot of it on Shen Shuer's body to cover up her original taste."
Lin Hanxing's eyes slowly swept everyone.
"What's the taste?" Lorraine can't wait.
She listened to the misty, what peony fragrance, what adoptive, all confused.
"Suckling."
Lin Hanxing's indifference is like a sharp arrow to Lin Youlin's chest.
Whew, straight in the heart.
To solve the answer to one of the questions, it is obvious that there is a tendency for the rest.
While Luo Wenbo and Luo Ruyin are still guessing, Luo Wensu's sharp eyes have turned to grandma and father.
Luo Minghao's face was full of clouds.
The whole body is full of the feeling of mountain rain coming.
"Uncle, if you want to enjoy the happiness of all, at least you have to ask my aunt if she wants to!"
Lin Hanxing put all the expressions on Luo Minghao's face into his eyes, and his smile was ironic and cold.
Lin Xiaojiu, I really look down on you.
Luo Minghao gave a sneer in his heart. In the face of that indifferent and delicate little face, he suddenly felt an unspeakable lack of hope.
It's a man's conquest of women!
"What kind of woman smells of breast-feeding? Why does the old lady hide the smell for fear that something will go wrong? Auntie, are you so smart that you can't figure out what's at stake? "
An answer gradually formed in the heart, which made Lin Youlin shudder.
Suddenly, she opened her scarlet eyes, which were almost full of red blood, looking at the old lady and her husband.
Slap, slap on Luo Minghao's face!
The baby's cry puzzled everyone. Shen shu'er, who is bound to kneel on the ground, suddenly raises her head. But with Lin Hanxing's eyes. Lin Hanxing smiles at her faintly, but there is a sharp edge hidden in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows. Shen Shuer can't help shivering. But see Jiang Xibao clumsily holding a child from afar, cry is also from her arms. As soon as she saw the swaddling clothes, the old lady was about to rush in. Can not wait to close, was mute uncle block in the safe range. I don't know if it's intentional or not, but I can't reach the distance. How anxious it is to be. Jiang Xibao is not the material to hold a child. Lin Hanxing looked up and took it from her arms. I don't know how, originally in Jiang Xibao's arms crying a non-stop child, one to Lin Hanxing's arms, crying suddenly stopped. He found a comfortable place and went to sleep sobbing. "Give the baby back." The old lady's eyes were red, but she couldn't get close. "Aunt, this is the child of that distant relative." With a faint smile, Lin Hanxing reached out and stroked the baby's face. Her tone was too calm. It's so calm that it scares everyone. Having said that, Lin Hanxing gives Jiang Xibao a look in his eyes. The latter suddenly understands and walks towards Shen Shuer. Soon, the cloth that covers Shen shu'er's mouth is clear. "Don't touch him!" Shen shu'er screamed, her eyes fixed on Lin Han Xing, as if to eat her. "Now, I'll answer you slowly." Lin Hanxing turns a deaf ear and looks lazily at Luo Wensu. "As I said, this peony fragrance really belongs to the old lady." The cold light voice flows slowly in everyone's ear. "Just on the way here, I'm afraid the old lady thinks about it. She's always worried that her aunt might notice something. This is why she put a lot of it on Shen Shuer's body to cover up her original taste." Lin Hanxing's eyes slowly swept everyone. "What's the taste?" Lorraine can't wait. She listened to the misty, what peony fragrance, what adoptive, all confused. "Suckling." Lin Hanxing's indifference is like a sharp arrow to Lin Youlin's chest. Whew, straight in the heart. To solve the answer to one of the questions, it is obvious that there is a tendency for the rest. While Luo Wenbo and Luo Ruyin are still guessing, Luo Wensu's sharp eyes have turned to grandma and father. Luo Minghao's face was full of clouds. The whole body is full of the feeling of mountain rain coming. "Uncle, if you want to enjoy the happiness of all, at least you have to ask my aunt if she wants to!" Lin Hanxing put all the expressions on Luo Minghao's face into his eyes, and his smile was ironic and cold. Lin Xiaojiu, I really look down on you. Luo Minghao gave a sneer in his heart. In the face of that indifferent and delicate little face, he suddenly felt an unspeakable lack of hope. It's a man's conquest of women! "What kind of woman smells of breast-feeding? Why does the old lady hide the smell for fear that something will go wrong? Auntie, are you so smart that you can't figure out what's at stake? " An answer gradually formed in the heart, which made Lin Youlin shudder. Suddenly, she opened her scarlet eyes, which were almost full of red blood, looking at the old lady and her husband. Slap, slap on Luo Minghao's face!
