Ye Weilan thought quietly.

Once the Presbyterian Church poses a threat to Qi Ye's life, the Demon Night City will have a reason to fight back openly. Qi Ye is in the bright and the Pope is in the dark. If the two join forces, the Presbyterian Church will inevitably be destroyed.

But that process will inevitably lead to a fierce battle.

Ye Weilan's eyes appeared a little complicated.

Qi Ye looked at the eyes of the little wife: "Are Lan tired?"

Ye Weilan rubbed in his arms, and gently "um" and closed his eyes.

Before she fell asleep, she felt that she had forgotten something, which was very important...

However, Qi Ye's arms were so safe. After struggling for a while, she thought that no matter what happened, she would be covered by her husband, and there was nothing to worry about...

So, Meimei Ye fell asleep with peace of mind.

Very powerful and unscrupulous. I bought her own milk bag that I just over three years old...

Qi Ye did not remind her either.

Anyway, his son couldn't do anything, so if something happened, it would be a training session to avoid coming back to compete with him for territory...

Adhering to this principle, Mei Meiren, the unscrupulous daddy, also very strongly ignored the little breasts.

Poor Xiao Yechen...

...

Time went backwards. In the evening, Ye Weilan got up and prepared to go to the hall to receive the coronation ceremony.

She ate little dinner because she was in a new environment and the meal was not to the right place.

Xiao Yechen is a caring and good baby. After Mommy Ye left, he immediately ordered someone to fly the plane and prepare to go to those bustling cities to find a few Chinese chefs for her Mommy, and buy some delicious food by the way...

He didn't like people to follow him, so there was a strange scene where a three-year-old little breast bag appeared alone on the street.

"Please give me a strawberry cake with more cream, and you want to carve the colors of the big white rabbit."

The tender tone, with a unique coldness, gives people a very wonderful feeling, and those who hear it will unconsciously want to see what the life of speaking looks like.

The clerk of the cake shop looked up and looked around. No one?

Who is talking?

"I'm here." The unique and nice voice sounded again.

I heard it clearly now, it was below.

The waiter lowered his head and saw a beautiful little boy who had just reached the counter halfway up the height of the counter standing outside, wearing a clean black dress, unable to tell the sign, and there was a sense of being unsightly and unsightly. The most eye-catching thing was that face, which was indescribable, with big black gem-like eyes, very thick long eyelashes, and pure and transparent eyes.

"Wow, what a beautiful child..." The waiter loved him. He was originally going to tease him, but for some reason he looked at the child's eyes, but he didn't dare to do so. He immediately prepared a cake as he said, packed it, looked around and asked, "Who are you going to hand over this to? Where are your parents?"

Xiao Yechen pursed his pink lips: "Just give it to me."

"Are you alone?" The waiter was stunned.

Xiao Yechen glanced at her faintly.

The waiter smiled embarrassedly and immediately gave him the cake.

Although a three-year-old child has some strength, it is still very difficult to bring up a box of twelve-inch cakes.

But Xiao Yechen brought it very easily, and he carried the cake in his hand...
Chapter completed!