Wealthy stepmother was posted in reverse by cubs

Li Yang said helplessly: "My opinion cannot represent Youyou's opinion. Youyou has her own wishes, and I will respect her."

Song Jieyu blinked, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

He looked at Youyou, his chubby face suddenly collapsed: "Then Youyou will definitely not agree!"

"Youyou disagrees, then go home and find your parents." Shang Keke suggested.

[Hahaha Keke is on the side of the good sister!Try hard to persuade Song Jieyu to go home. 】

【If I was young, I would not agree】

[Youyou is right to disagree, Song Jieyu can only make trouble, do the least things and eat the most]

Hearing Shang Keke's words, Song Jieyu looked reluctant: "But I don't want to go home, I want to play with you!"

"Where did you play with us?" Shang Keke retorted him, "You only like playing game consoles."

The waves beat against the coast, the windmills in the distance kept spinning, and the comfortable sea breeze blew over.

Today is just the beginning of autumn, and the weather seems to be less hot.

Song Jieyu was sweating anxiously, "I don't have to play the game console either!"

This time Shang Keke didn't speak.

Tang Xingran's eyes with single eyelids widened, and the little milk said with some certainty, "I don't believe it."

In Baozipu before, he and Song Jieyu were in a group. Song Jieyu had to bring the game console with him even to the bathroom, as if he said that the game console was his life.

"Why don't you believe it?" Song Jieyu asked angrily.

Tang Xingran replied calmly: "Brother Xiaoyu, you said that game consoles are your life."

The little guy paused, and added: "If you don't play game consoles, then you're dead, aren't you?"

Song Jieyu: "..."

The corners of Tang Yifeng's mouth raised uncontrollably.

very nice.

Of course, he will still piss people off.

Being on this show really paid off.

Song Jieyu remembered that he seemed to have said such a thing, scratched his head guiltyly, and retorted: "That was before, not now."

"But you eat a lot." Shang Keke looked worried, "If you are with Xiaoxiao, then Xiaoxiao will have nothing to eat."

Song Jieyu frowned, clenched his fists, and struggled for a while before making a promise: "Then, I'll eat less, and you and I will be half and half, so it's okay now, right?"

"You always speak fiercely." Tang Xingran said again, "You will scare your younger sister."

Song Jieyu: "..."

[I'm dying of laughter hahahaha, is this a meeting to denounce Song Jieyu? ? ? 】

[It can be seen that Song Jieyu really wants to stay]

【However, he said so, but he doesn't know if he can actually do it. 】

Song Jieyu frowned, his face was tense, and he looked very angry.

Just when everyone thought he was going to lose his temper again, they saw him take a deep breath and speak in a tone that made everyone feel strange: "Then I won't be fierce in the future, can I?"

Song Jieyu usually spoke like a roar, but this sentence was said calmly.

Tang Xingran felt that he didn't seem to be mean when he spoke like this, but he didn't know if it was okay, so he wanted to ask Younger Sister.

Feeling that everyone's eyes were on her, Youyou pursed her lips innocently.

"Youyou, why don't you speak?" Song Jieyu asked.

Youyou, who was named, didn't know what to say, she was a little confused.

Brother Xiaoyu is not so annoying now, but he wants to compete with himself for his parents.

Youyou is afraid that her mother will be robbed.

It was hard for her to have a mother.

Xiaotuanzi held his mother's hand tightly and mustered up the courage to refuse him: "No, you will take my mother away!"

"I won't!" Song Jieyu subconsciously roared again, then remembered what Tang Xingran said just now, and then said in a slow tone, "Youyou, I won't rob you of my mother, I have my own mother."

"But my mother is even better!" Youyou's big black eyes were full of vigilance.

Song Jieyu didn't refute this sentence, because in his opinion, Li Yang was really good to Youyou.

His mother had never treated herself like this.

Thinking of this, Song Jieyu suddenly envied Youyou.

Her father is really amazing, he was able to find such a good stepmother for Youyou.

Song Jieyu couldn't help having a bold idea in his heart. After returning home, he would also ask his father to find a stepmother like Aunt Li for him.

Song Jieyu's silence made Youyou feel more and more that he was going to steal her mother from her. She once again expressed her determination, "Brother Xiaoyu, I don't agree with you stealing my mother from me!"

"No." Song Jieyu sighed, "What do you have to do to believe me?"

Youyou blinked her black grape-like eyes, and said in a childlike voice, "Brother Xiaoyu, write a guarantee! You promise not to take my mother away!"

The guests and staff present couldn't help laughing.

When Song Jieyu heard that the letter of guarantee was written, he felt confused.

He frowned and asked, "Did you let me stay by Aunt Li's side after I wrote the letter of guarantee?"

Youyou nodded reluctantly.

"Okay." In order to stay, Song Jieyu could only compromise and write his most hated letter of guarantee, "Then I'll just write it."

The staff is very fast on paper and pen.

Song Jieyu held the pen, but did not write for a long time.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you write?" Shang Keke asked suspiciously.

Song Jieyu turned his head and said blankly: "How do you write the three words of guarantee?"

Hearing what he said, everyone was not surprised at all.

[It's not surprising that Song Jieyu can't write, but it's strange that Song Jieyu can write. 】

[Song Jieyu: Are you polite? 】

[Is this the waste of a wealthy family? 】

"I'll teach you." Shang Keke wrote the words "Guarantee" on another piece of paper.

Song Jieyu held the pen and copied it crookedly.

Also at the age of six, Shang Keke's handwriting looks square and upright, but Song Jieyu's handwriting looks like a dog's.

After writing these three characters, Song Jieyu stopped writing again.

This time it was Tang Xingran who urged him, "Brother Xiaoyu, write it."

"I can't write." Song Jieyu looked distressed.

"You write and promise not to steal the mother of the younger sister." Tang Xingran taught him enthusiastically.

【Hahahaha, I'm so excited, he actually taught Xiaoyu how to write a letter of guarantee! 】

[I'm dying of laughter, lively and lovely Ranran baby! 】

【I saw my old father, Brother Feng, smiling happily】

Song Jieyu blinked, turned his head, and handed over the pen in his hand.

Seeing this, Tang Xingran was instantly bewildered.

Song Jieyu: "I can't write."

Tang Xingran: "..."

He, who was one year younger than Song Jieyu, took the pen and carefully wrote a line on the draft paper that Shang Keke had just written:

【I'm Song Jieyu, I promise I won't steal the mother of my younger sister. 】

To everyone's surprise, five-year-old Tang Xingran's handwriting was better than six-year-old Shang Keke's.

Tang Yifeng explained in a low-key and proud manner: "Ranran's calligraphy was taught by his grandfather, who is a calligrapher."