The Lord is so Fierce: Kiss My Little Sweet Wife - Chapter 937

Molisi and Tong Lele take a look at each other.

Tong Lele’s eyes turned and fell on Tong jiumo. He asked, “Mommy, we didn’t make you unhappy. Why should we kneel on the washboard with daddy?”

“Yes, Mommy, why should we kneel on the washboard with daddy?” Mo Lishi also asked suspiciously.

Tong jiumo sat on the dining chair and said angrily, “it’s strange that you look like him.”

Tong Lele and Mo Lisi suddenly opened their pupils when they heard the speech.

Then a face of grievance haw.

Tong Lele let out his anger. He put his chin against the table and looked at Tong jiumo wrongly. “Mommy, baby is so cute and cute. If you let baby kneel on the washboard, won’t your conscience hurt?”

Molisi also lay on the table, learning from Tong Lele’s small mouth and watching Tong jiumo act like a spoiled child, “Mommy, you just recognize the baby. Will you let the baby kneel on the washboard?”

“Buy your own washboard and kneel down.” Tong jiumo said, “go.”

“But Mommy, baby is so cute. Are you really willing to kneel on the washboard?” Tong Lele turned around, stained with some saliva, nodded his eyes, immediately turned around and looked at Tong jiumo wrongfully.

Tong jiumo nodded, “well, don’t talk nonsense. It’s useless to be coquettish and sell cute.”

“That daddy is useful as soon as he acts coquettish and sells cute. I envy daddy.” Molisi remembered the scenes of all kinds of coquettish selling cute after the seventh Lord of Mo got drunk last night, and was very envious.

“So, you father and son kneel on the washboard together.” Tong jiumo said.

“Mommy, I still don’t understand. Daddy did something wrong. Why should we kneel with him? It’s very shameless… “Tong Lele couldn’t understand.

In principle, Mommy should give him a good son award.

After all, she bought three washboards for daddy.

Even if you don’t get the reward now, you’ll be punished to kneel!

Alas, the world is not worth it

“Go ahead. Talking again is not as simple as a washboard.” Tong jiumo raised his eyebrows at the two cute treasures.

“What else is there?” Tong Lele raised her eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

She didn’t know where to find a chicken feather duster, smiled and said, “stewed pork with rattan.”

Tong Lele suddenly raised his respect, hurriedly got down from the table, went to the side of Mo Qijue, and knelt down.

Braised pork with rattan!

He tried once is enough!

Don’t do it again.

While sitting in the dining chair, Moli Si looked at Tong Lele as if he was fleeing from the disaster. Moli Si was stunned and forced, “Mommy, what is rattan stewed pork?”

“Pa!”

Tong jiumo waved the feather duster in his hand and gently explained, “if this table is you or ah Le’s little PP…”

“Chicken feather dusting PP is rattan stewed pork?” Mo Li nodded, as if he understood.

After he calmed down, he was respectful, “Mommy! Excuse me! ”

He ran to Tong Lele and knelt on the same washboard with Tong Lele.

“Ah Le, is braised pork with rattan really so terrible?” Mo Li asked in a low voice.

Tong Lele’s side eyes, “I don’t want to try again once, but this feeling, I think Xiaosi can try, or life is not perfect!”

“Stop talking, Mommy is coming!” Mo Qijue glanced at Tong jiumo and hurriedly reminded the two babies.

Tong Lele and mili Sima bowed their heads and pretended to kneel down on the washboard very seriously.