His anxious appearance made Zhan Yin laugh out loud, and kissed his little face fiercely.

The little guy pushed his face away with his hands, and even wiped his kissed face with his hands, and said in disgust, "Uncle, my face is slobbered."

Zhan Yin said with a smile: "You used to make uncle's face drool like this."

Yang Yang stopped talking again.

Almost at the gate of the company, he struggled from Zhan Yin's arms to get off the ground.

Zhan Yin let him go to the ground, he trotted out, returned to Haitong, raised his handsome face, and complained to Haitong: "Auntie, my uncle slobbered all over my face, and when you help me, I will also slobber my uncle." drool on the face."

"Uncle thinks I'm incidental. Uncle doesn't like me enough."

Haitong laughed and said, "Uncle bullied you, right? Well, when I get home, my aunt will avenge you."

Yang Yang nodded vigorously, yes.

Zhan Yin came over, hugged Yang Yang from behind in a funny way, and bit Yang Yang's small face lightly, "You know how to sue. Yang Yang, you are a typical example of only allowing state officials to set fires and not allowing people to light lamps. "

Yang Yang turned around in his arms, then wrapped his arms around his neck, and said in a childlike voice: "Uncle, I miss you very much now, and I like you very much. My favorite person is Uncle."

"No, Yang Yang always said that the people he likes the most are his mother and aunt, or Aunt Xiaojun or your cousin. It seems that when you meet one, you say you like it the most."

Yang Yang blinked his big eyes.

Does he have it?

Haitong smiled and said to her husband: "Don't tease Yangyang, his current IQ is no match for you."

She handed the bouquet to Zhan Yin, and Zhan Yin immediately put down Yang Yang, took the bouquet from his wife, smiled brightly, looked at Hai Tong with affection, and only had his Hai Tong in his eyes.

Yang Yang, who was placed on the ground by his uncle, looked up at the two adults.

He looked at his uncle, then at his aunt.

I always feel that I am between them and belong to the superfluous.

Bulb!

Yang Yang actually remembered what Uncle said more than once that he was a light bulb.

Is he now a light bulb again?

But his surname is not Dian, his surname is Zhou, his name is Zhou Yang, not a light bulb.

"Auntie, give me a hug."

Yang Yang, who felt that he was not a light bulb, turned around and stretched out his hands to Haitong, asking Haitong to hug him.

Hai Tong hugged him.

"Auntie, we received Uncle and gave Uncle a surprise. Uncle smiled like a mouse stealing rice. Can we go to my mother?"

Haitong smiled and said, "Okay, let's go find your mother."

Zhan Yin tapped his forehead lightly, "Since when did uncle laugh like a mouse stealing rice? Do you know how mice laugh?"

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