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Chapter 28

Cheng Xiang went back to the room, watched Xiao An put the sugar bag to sleep, wiped her hair and sat next to her.

"Why don't you go out to play?"

He touched Tang Bao's chin and shook his head to Xiao An: "He woke up and didn't see that I could cry all night. For the sake of your ears, I'd better stay here."

"That's it. Heartless..." Cheng Xiang didn't want to complain about her, she obviously cared about her, but she chose to use a nonchalant tone.

"Hey, why don't you keep an eye on your man? I just saw him entering the room on the far right. If I remember correctly, his ex was in there." "

Oh!" Cheng Xiang said calmly, " I know."

"Ah? You're not out of your mind. You knew it but didn't stop it?" Xiang Xiaoan looked like he was taking advantage of the villain.

A towel was thrown on Xiang Xiaoan's head: "You'd better worry more about yourself, and don't teach your children properly if nothing happens. What's the matter with Tang Bao casually calling people parents?" Xiang

Xiaoan was very distressed when he mentioned his own affairs. Deep hatred, "After I gave birth to him, didn't I leave him at home? Sometimes I could only see him once a week or a month. My dad was unemployed at that time, and my mom worked for others, so she didn't pay much attention to him, and he didn't pay much attention to him. How active he is. He can play quietly for several hours by himself. At home, he often watches TV and listens to the children calling mom and dad. He thinks that young men call daddy and girls call mommy. I found him calling people randomly. This is what happens when something goes wrong."

Cheng Xiang didn't know what to say to her, so he could only poke her forehead with his hand. I also teach my son too casually, thinking he is a toy, teasing and teasing me when I hug him, and throwing him away when he is not in a good mood and too busy.

"Isn't your father a guaranteed rice bowl? How could he be unemployed?" Xiang Xiaoan's father is a people's teacher. He is only in his fifties and not yet old enough to retire. How could he be unemployed?

Xiang Xiaoan lay down next to Tangbao: "It's a long story, but it's bad luck."

The casual perfunctory expression meant that he didn't want to say anything.

"I'm really surprised that you and Chu Xueba, the school's male idol, have become a couple. When do you plan to become a real person?"

Cheng Xiang opened the quilt underneath, thinking that it wouldn't be cold to sleep at night.

"I don't know, how could I think so far ahead? Just take it

one step at a time. I don't like people who predict the future." He casually glanced at the mailbox window and saw that someone had replied at some point.

Magical Plane Sponge: I don’t have enough materials for the lucky bracelet. Would you like some lucky perfume? One spray can last for half a day, and the service life of one bottle is 30 days. It's only half as effective as a lucky bracelet.

Cheng Xiang wanted to reply, but it was inconvenient for Xiang Xiaoan to be here. The safest place she thought of was the toilet, and luckily the toilet and bathroom here were separate.

She got up and went out, silently wondering if she would have to deal with the toilet for a long time in the future. The result was really embarrassing.

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