It's too much fun, I'm pregnant by pretending to be a man

The person who came in moved so lightly that no one except Bo Ye saw it.

You Li saw his apprentice drunk and found it amusing, so he kept looking at him.

Xiaolang wanted to support Qin Fang, but Qin Fang thought he was going to pull him away, so he hid.

When the alcohol got high, people started to make a fuss.

"Dad, I'm with you." The prince was very sensible and came to help Xiaolang support Qin Fang.

"Okay, stop making trouble and go back to sleep."

Little Wolf felt that it was too difficult for him. He had to carry Xiao Xianer during the day and help him release her at night.

"No, I won't go back. There are annoying people here. I want to sleep with my master."

Qin Fang shook off Xiaolang and the prince's hands. He was getting drunker and his hands were stronger.

He walked directly towards the bed, swaying as if he would fall down at any moment.

When the prince was thrown away, Bo Ye stepped forward and held him in his arms.

If you don't hug, you will probably get bumped.

When the prince was thrown away by Qin Fang, his little hands were not holding things, but grabbing his own small breast bag that was slung across his body.

I was afraid that the small bottle in my bag would be bumped.

The prince's persistence and love for the small milk bottle are no worse than his father's before, but even worse.

The prince opened his mouth and wanted to call daddy, but the call failed.

Bo Ye rubbed the top of his head, tilted her head against his face, and rubbed it.

The little ancestor's hand holding the small milk bag slung across his body suddenly tightened.

Well, I feel a little uncomfortable...

That handsome face was slightly red, very cute.

Don't worry, your son will call him dad sooner or later.

Xiaolang chased after him and grabbed Qin Fang's wrist, "Hey, stop, I'm about to knock my legs."

This little Jiaojiao knelt down and cried out in pain again.

When I just finished drinking, it seemed like nothing happened.

I drank three bottles of beer, and I was so drunk. I was so drunk.

He starts to make trouble when he gets drunk, and he must never be allowed to drink again in the future.

With this little drinking capacity, I still feel like I'm pretty good at drinking.

The young master is also used to being a disciple. He doesn't act like a master, and he even takes the initiative to pour wine.

"Hey, don't pull me. It hurts my wrist. It hurts!"

Hearing that coquettish voice gave Little Wolf a headache again, "Don't move around."

"Let go, your scratching hurts me." Qin Fang said and hit the back of Xiaolang's hand.

The beating was not gentle, and the sound of the snap was painful.

Little Wolf didn't mind being slapped on the back of his hand. After all, it was better and more tolerable than Xiao Xian'er pinching his waist and spanking his butt.

Qin Fang was about to go to bed and kicked off his slippers.

The little wolf held his waist and refused to let him get on.

If Fangfang had sobered up from drinking and knew that he had to sleep with his master and master, he would probably be embarrassed to see anyone.

"Don't go to bed. You sleep with me. Your master has to sleep with your master."

The little wolf's voice was helpless, tired, and annoying!

"You don't want to sleep with me, you say it's uncomfortable to sleep with me..."

Although he was drunk, Qin Fang also knew that it was Xiaolang holding him.

The little bad wolf who always contradicts his children when he is in charge of them.

Xiaolang held Qin Fang's waist and took the person out. As soon as he got the person out, he saw two people standing at the door.

Bian Qing...

Su Yan...

When did these two people come?

Are you still looking so bad?

Qin Fang was disobedient and wanted to go back, so he wanted to lie down on the bed.

Being drunk, he was more energetic than usual, twisting his body and going against the strength of the little wolf holding his waist.

The little wolf was really having a headache because of his troubles, so he shouted, "Let it go and be obedient."

Qin Fang, who was called out, turned back and hit Xiaolang, "You are cruel to me, and you are cruel to me..."

That aggrieved voice sounded like she was about to cry.

The little wolf leaned back to avoid Qin Fang's blow.

When I leaned back, I saw the young master recording a video on his mobile phone.

Xiaolang's eyes were full of shock. At this time, the young master didn't help, but he still recorded a video?

"Keep going..." Youli nodded towards Xiaolang, indicating that he should continue to coax Qin Fang.

Ever since Qin Fang started causing trouble, You Li has been recording videos.

Such fun things are not common and must be recorded.

When the apprentice wakes up, play it to him in a loop.

Xiaolang's lips opened, but no words came out.

What can he say? The young master is just watching the excitement and doesn't take it too seriously.

When Xiao Xian'er is not here, she is the one who can watch the fun the most.

"Fangfang, stop making trouble, I'm so tired." Xiaolang was really tired.

Whether he was carrying Xiao Xian'er or holding Fang Fang, he couldn't use force as if he were fighting.

Treating with caution is the most tiring.

You can hear the sound of fatigue from the baby's milky voice, and it is also mixed with a little anger.

Hearing Xiaolang say he was tired, Qin Fang turned around and stopped making trouble.

His handsome face was slightly red, and his beautiful eyes were moist.

She was slightly red and looked like she was about to cry, but she had no intention of crying.

Qin Fang held Xiaolang's face and rubbed | caressed his face with his fingertips.

He calmed down, and the little wolf breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to praise him for being good.

Qin Fang's action of touching his face turned into rubbing.

The little wolf's face was deformed and his hair was messed up.

The little wolf's eyes were aggrieved, but he was thankful that he hadn't praised him for being so good just now.

"Go and lie down on the bed, and I'll give you a good rub on your waist."

Qin Fang was still drunk after all, and he thought Xiaolang's face was rubbing his waist.

As soon as Fangfang wanted to rub his waist, Xiaolang said quickly.

"No, Xiao Xian'er pinched me and her waist still hurts. Please stop rubbing it."

Because his face was being rubbed, Xiaolang's "little milky" sounds turned into jingle sounds.

The two of them didn't think anything of this kind of conversation because it was frank.

Because they are relatives, all care and concern are natural.

But to some people’s ears, this is wrong.

Su Yan and Bian Qing, who had been standing at the door, finally couldn't stand anymore and walked over together.

The free mobile phone turned again and recorded the two people walking over.

Master Bo looked at her busy and serious look and paid no attention to her. The doting in his eyes was undisguised.

Bo Ye carried the prince to the bathroom and spoke to him in a low voice.

"Let's go to the bathroom and put some bath water for your mother. She said she wanted to take a bath this afternoon."

"Do you want to put petals?" The prince asked seriously.

After hearing his son's words, Bo Ye was startled, and then he thought of what it was.

Putting flower petals in the little one's bath water might as well throw her two pieces of ribs, which will make her like it.

"Where did you see it?" Bo Ye asked with a smile.

"Do you want to show it on TV?"

The prince asked persistently, as if he thought it would be fun.

"Your mother doesn't like flower petals." Bo Ye replied with a smile.

"She likes sweet and sour short ribs, do you want to put them in?" The prince still said this seriously.