He knows that this is Butler's embassy in Haicheng. No matter how big the brain hole is, he can't imagine that his father's father is Butler's monarch?

My God

Small facial paralysis Qianyi baby also said that hold can not live such a change.

Thousand small peach if know, isn't want to startle to drop chin?

Speak of the devil.

"Thousand one!" ChuChu saw Qianyi sitting on the back of the sofa. This one was about to fall down accidentally. He went over and picked him up.

A thousand see is clear then open bosom, obediently by her embrace.

"What do you want to do to my thousand one?" The people who looked at this vote, the people in black, and the doctors in white coats who looked terrible.

"Peach, look over there. Who do you think that man is?" Qianyi is going to introduce brown to her.

ChuChu then followed Qianyi's hand and saw that the middle-aged man standing behind the medical team was so solemn that she was suddenly stunned.

In the first second, I felt very familiar with it. In the second, I immediately thought about it.

I was impressed when I saw him for the first time, so I can't forget it.

No wonder after she stepped here, she always felt that there was a familiar smell everywhere in the air. It turned out that it was him

ChuChu put down his guard, holding Qianyi and nodding slightly: "Hello uncle..."

Qianyi slightly strange: "eh, little peach, do you know him?"

ChuChu went over and said to Qianyi quietly: "your grandfather..."

"Oh," said qian11 in surprise, "little peach, did you see your parents before you married?"

Isn't it?

Li Hengzhi never met her father, but she met his father in advance by chance. But at that time, I felt that his father didn't care much about his son's private affairs. He said that the stocking policy was better or worse, but he didn't care at all, right?

For such a long time, I have never heard Li Hengzhi mention his paternal relatives. We can see the relationship.

Listen to Qianyi so a say, clear then understand, it seems that he has told Qianyi.

"Is Qianyi OK?" She looked at her son to see if he was hurt.

"It's you Looking at the blood on her forehead, Qianyi frowned.

"Mom is OK, Qianyi is OK."

"I'm very well," Qianyi gave her a kiss on the cheek, touched her head and comforted her: "our little peaches must be scared to death, darling, not afraid ~ I'm here."

“....” ChuChu really can't laugh or cry.

She knew, since the son can play handsome, it must be nothing.

ChuChu said to Brown: "uncle, if you want to see Qianyi, just say it. Qianyi is your grandson. I won't stop him. But what do you mean? In the street, if you don't say a word, you rob the children. "

Brown looked doubtfully to his left.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding," said the head of security, Mr. bliss

Qianyi attached to the ear, said: "it's really a misunderstanding, as if there was a mistake in the middle of communication."

ChuChu doesn't care if he is injured. Seeing Qianyi well, he won't pursue this matter.

.... wait?

Your honor?

You have different meanings in different contexts and countries. By you, they mean?

"Little peach, let me tell you something..." Qianyiqing whispered in her ear, "I'm too big a grandfather. I'm the king of Butler."