After the beast cub was about to wear it, all the gods were bald

After a cocktail party, the man was beaten and nothing was left behind, but the Yang family was also offended to death.

Alas, since you are so offended, then you don’t need to go to the engagement party, right?

On the way home, Fengyuan leaned on the passenger seat and actually felt a little happy. If you have this time, let’s go out for afternoon tea with Ning Bao and Qingqing~
By the time they got home, it was already 11:40 pm. Ning Bao hadn't gone to bed yet. He was sitting on the sofa, stubbornly waiting for them to come back, but now he was already sleepy.

"Sister~, Ning Bao is almost asleep~"

The child rubbed his eyes drowsily, and wriggled around in the corner of the sofa with difficulty, and finally sat up with difficulty.

"If you don't go to bed so late, you won't go to school tomorrow?"

Fengyuan put the cake specially brought for Ning Bao on the table, picked him up and walked to the bedroom.

"Tomorrow is Saturday. Ning Bao doesn't go to school. My sister is stupid~"

Ning Bao found a comfortable position in Fengyuan's arms, yawned again, and was still talking, leaning his little head. When Fengyuan lowered his head and saw that the children were asleep.

But~wuwuwu, what kind of sad story is this? Ning Bao doesn't have to go to school, but she has to go to work!
Fengyuan carried Ning Bao back to her crib, and Qingqing went to stuff the cake into the refrigerator. Of course there is a servant at home, but at this point, the servant is also asleep. Although Fengyuan and Qingqing seem to be as busy as dogs all the time, they have always been very humane to their subordinates, so they have a good reputation both at home and in the company.

How can someone hate a boss who has a lot of money but little to do? But it’s not easy to get into Fengyuan’s company.

After putting Ning Bao on the bed and covering her with a quilt, Fengyuan also stretched and returned to his and Qingqing's big bedroom. Don't ask her why she had to sleep with Qingqing, because she didn't know, she just subconsciously wanted to do it, so she did it.

In fact, this is Qingqing's instinct to suppress the erosion of curses that Fengyuan has always had. Physical contact has the best effect. It has been more than a thousand years since he picked up Qingqing. This habit has been engraved in Fengyuan's bones, and of course it is no exception in the small world of dreams.

"Ning Bao is asleep? He didn't kick the quilt, right?"

Qingqing had already put on her pajamas, and subconsciously she didn't think there was anything wrong with sleeping with Fengyuan. Of course, even if she felt there was a problem, it was completely impossible for her to refuse Fengyuan's suggestions.

"Asleep, that little guy fell asleep very quickly."

Fengyuan said while picking up the pajamas Qingqing had just turned out for her:

"I specially rolled her up with the quilt several times. No matter how much Ning Bao rolls away, she will definitely not be able to be kicked away."

"Ha~ It's true, it's so happy to be a kindergarten kid."

After changing his clothes, Fengyuan also yawned and sat on the bed.

"Do you also want to be a kindergarten kid~a baby who is only over 200 months old~"

Qingqing pulled up the quilt and made a funny joke.

"Ah, that's right. The 200-month-old baby wants to eat pancakes and mochi tomorrow morning. He wants the ones with chili peppers and sesame fillings."

Fengyuan was so thick-skinned. He turned over and hugged Qingqing, and even arranged lunch:
"How about eating Orleans grilled chicken wings for lunch every day? Remove the bones and add shrimp paste in the middle."

"There are quite a lot of requirements."

Qingqing reached out and pinched Fengyuan's face:
"I have promised to make hamburgers for Ning Bao at noon tomorrow."

"There's no conflict. I'm a wounded person, I need to make up for it~" Qingqing, who is still a wounded person now:
"Okay, okay, I'll stew a chicken for you tomorrow night, please!"

In other words, she said that it was impossible not to do it.

Fengyuan smiled innocently. Now he completely lost his shrewd appearance outside and looked like a fool.

……

A good night's sleep.

Well, if Fengyuan didn't press his legs on Qingqing, then Qingqing would probably sleep better.

At half past five in the morning, Qingqing tore Feng Yuan off her body like an octopus, then quickly washed up, processed the news she received after falling asleep last night, and then made breakfast.

There is a cook at home, but because both Ning Bao and Fengyuan prefer Qingqing's cooking, the cook at home is generally in a semi-retired state. Unless he was entertaining guests, Qingqing would cook the food.

As for the guests, in Fengyuan's words, what kind of quality does it require her Qingqing to go through all the effort to prepare such a large table of dishes to entertain them. After all, when people like them treat guests, they don't just cook two home-cooked dishes as usual, so Qingqing must not be exhausted for several large tables.

Besides, no one was eating during the banquet, everyone was busy chatting with each other. Let Qingqing cook, what a waste, just book a few tables at a five-star hotel.

By the time Qingqing finishes breakfast, it's usually around half past six. At this time, Fengyuan will reluctantly get up from the bed.

She yawned, closed her eyes and finished washing, then wandered to the dining table, and was finally awakened by the smell of breakfast on the table.

Although Fengyuan only said he wanted to eat pancakes and mochi yesterday, Qingqing would not just make pancakes and mochi. She made a large table: pancakes, mochi, soup dumplings, shrimp dumplings, fish balls, Xiao Long Bao...oh, and Tremella Lotus Seed Soup, which is sweet. Ning Bao likes sweet things the most.

But by the time Ning Bao got up from bed at 9:30 in the morning, Fengyuan and Qingqing had already gone to the company. The servants helped her heat up the breakfast, and Ning Bao climbed up the high stool very skillfully, picked up his own small spoon and started to fry the rice.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Ning Bao's belly was bulging and he lay on the sofa without moving.

Ha~ sleepy again~
The child rubbed his eyes and tried to hold up his fat body with his little hands. Mumu said, you can’t sleep right after eating...

Hey, who is Mumu?

Ning Bao stayed in place stupidly for a long time, his little head turning slowly, but he couldn't figure out why.

This sentence...this sentence seems to be said by Sister Qingqing?

Wow~ My head is getting even more mushy and I can’t figure it out at all.

Ning Bao hugged his little head with both hands and felt that his head hurt a little. Could he be growing a brain?
By the way, Sister Qingqing said she would make her a hamburger for lunch. What time can she have lunch? 11 o'clock. It is…

Ning Bao glanced at the children's watch on his wrist. It was already 10:32. Well, rounding it off, it was already 11 o'clock. You can eat burgers ('ω')
Ning Bao knows how to round, but the housekeeper obeys orders and strictly guards the microwave and refrigerator:

"Little miss, you just had breakfast, do you want to do some exercise?"

(End of this chapter)