His mother forced him to wear women''s clothes. When he was alone, he ran all over the court without pants. He played the wrong piano crazily the first time


    Si fan couldn''t see it anymore and quickly closed the computer.


    Took a deep breath.


    Who gave it to her?!


    ——Harm.


    Who else can give it to her.


    ……


    In the evening, Xiang Xing hummed a little song and came home bouncing.


    Just as I opened the door, I suddenly felt a shadow falling in front of me.


    She couldn''t help raising her little head in doubt.


    I saw my own man staring at her quietly with an overly kind smile.


    The little guy couldn''t help looking at his back.


    She swallowed her saliva and couldn''t help calling carefully: "... Husband?"


    “……”


    The man didn''t speak.


    But the smile is deeper and more frightening


    "Wife,"


    He pressed his hoarse voice, suddenly stretched out his hand and circled Xiang Xing, who subconsciously wanted to slip away.


    With an inexplicable danger in his tone, he hung his head and asked, "I suddenly want to know what your impression of me was before you knew me?"


    "... ah?"


    Xiang Xing frowned and couldn''t understand.


    When his head was crooked, he had to think back and say, "he is handsome, talented and good at singing..."


    She kept remembering.


    Suddenly, countless too funny photos crossed in my mind one by one.


    The little guy couldn''t help pausing.


    Looking around, I directly saw the small USB flash disk poked in someone else''s laptop


    She trembled and suddenly understood what was going on.


    "What else?"


    The man smiled faintly, but suddenly bent down and picked her up.


    “……”


    Xiang Xing trembled and dared not speak.


    After shaking for a while, she finally dropped her soft eyes, pouted her small mouth, and blinked pitifully at Si fan.


    Soft waxy whispered, "husband, I''m wrong... I shouldn''t go to the black market to buy your black history..."


    Although she pulled it out of the system.


    "That''s not the point."


    The man interrupted her.


    He still hung on to his unspeakable smile and walked upstairs with his long legs.


    Continue to ask, "wife, I just want to know... Did you really think that those things could threaten me?"


    "... no?"


    Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes.


    Such an embarrassing picture, she would be angry to death after watching it!


    "It seems that once I was in your heart, it was really that kind of image..."


    Si fan smiled more deeply.


    He went upstairs and kicked the door open.


    "I have to find some way to make a good change for you..."


    ……


    Later, later.


    One sunny afternoon, the little killer mace ran to Xiang Xing''s leg, which was basking in the sun on the terrace, holding his mobile phone.


    "Mommy, Mommy,"


    He stretched out his little meat hand and grabbed his mommy''s trouser legs. His watery soft eyes were full of question marks. "Uncle and aunt fans asked, my nickname, why is it called a small killer mace."


    “……”


    Xiang Xing recalled that night and suddenly didn''t want to talk.


    "... by the way, Mommy,"


    The little guy didn''t get an answer, so he ignored the question and continued, "daddy said, he''ll be back tonight."


    “……”。


    Thinking of the meaningful wechat sent by the dog man a few days ago, Xiang Xing jumped up and picked up a small steamed stuffed bun.