Is this love?

"Because you are regarded as the closest person, being beaten will be particularly painful, painful in the heart. Who does your son love if he doesn't love you? "

Leo, I was in Ji'an's arms, crying very sad.

So she successfully occupied CICI's arms and occupied the whole day.

Christmas night, all the family make up the tree.

The big boss held up little ash, and the little one put the last star in the treetop.

Beiming Xiaoxi came back. After busy, he was humming excitedly.

It's been a long time since I've been with the host for the festival, so he's very excited.

Goku's hypnosis lasted for two days, automatically cracked, and went back to Ji'an with Leo, who Moore had only briefly hypnotized.

In the yard, big colored lights, elk with sleigh, several sled dogs around in different places, in the snow, flashing a warm light.

In the evening, the pie and cheese cake are all made by Ji'an himself.

Everything seems warm and happy. It seems that the father and son's unhappiness is melting in the warmth

"Young master, this is a gift from the young master."

Mom took out a box and was in high spirits.

Leo's face instantly filled like a puffer fish: "who asked you to bring it?"

Beiming Shaoxi stops his fork and looks at Leo suspiciously. Will he give him a gift? The world is fantastic!

Ji'an looks forward to: "the little seal of Beiming, open it and have a look."

Beiming Shaoxi coldly looked at Ji'an and knew that she had taught her.

He took the box and threw it on the table. Beiming Shaoxi showed carelessness: "don't make trouble. Be good in the new year, and I won't have higher requirements."

Leo put down the fork heavily!

"You don't have a gift for your son

Beiming Shaoxi frowned. Wei brought a gift box with a crutch. It was so big that he could hardly hold it in one hand.

"Merry Christmas, Miss sissy. Merry Christmas, young master, young master Young lady

Ji'an said hello with a smile and took over the big gift box for LEO: "how about opening it after dinner?"

Although Leo didn't take one more look, he seemed to be out of his mind on food and looked around.

Ji'an just chatted with Beiming Shaoxi and found his small figure grinding down the chair.

Because his ass was hurt, Leo's chairs are now covered with extra thick sponge pads.

Ji'an regained his mind and saw that most of his son's food was still left. Mu Ma looked at the distance with a smile. Leo ran to the Christmas tree with a gift box in her arms and was removing the bow.

What Beiming Shaoxi sent was a model airplane, which he made by himself. Every year, he sent it, and the grade was higher than that of the previous year.

Compared with the car model sent by Ji An'an, Beiming Shaoxi is professional and exquisite, fashionable in style, and can fly into the sky by remote control It's not like Ji'an, it's just furnishings.

"The little seal of Beiming, what did your son give you?"

"I only care where the present you gave me?" With a gloomy face, the little seal of the northern Ming Dynasty began to dismantle it.

Leo sent the creative clay cup made by the northern seal in the craft class. The cup has the pattern of Leo's palm print.

"Leo made a couple and gave me one." Ji'an smiles, and Leo makes a small clay man to give him "foam". Unfortunately, the "foam" that he thinks about will never come back.

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