A marriage contract: a genius, a black father

Xia Chenxi asked him about his training. The two sisters are professionals, and they can judge Xia Baobao's current level. Basically, Xia Chenxi is quite satisfied with the training in Agent Island.

If I were to train Baby Xia, I might be one-sided. Without them being so systematic and in-depth, I would be very proud of my son's success as a mother, but no matter how I looked at it, I was dissatisfied with his bald head.

Although she had to admit that Xia Baobao was very satisfied with her sleeping position when she was a child, and her head grew slowly and roundly, but this could not stop his anger towards the bald head.

"Why are you calling today when you have time? I thought I wouldn't receive your call until Christmas." Xia Chenxi said. After Baby Xia went to Secret Service Island, it was nonsense to say that she would come back during the holidays.

I often call home, otherwise the old man would be irritable.

Although there are young grandsons and granddaughters now, the old man still has the outdated concept that the eldest grandson is the most precious. In addition, Xia Baobao is not around, so the old man does not know how rare it is. Every time Xia Baobei calls home, he has to occupy 90.00% of the line.

Others can only say a few words.

"I will start retreat training tomorrow. I can't call home on Christmas, so I will chat with you in advance. I have already called home. Grandpa said that Daddy will also come to France to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas. This year The holidays at home are very deserted, so I don’t know how much to complain.”

"Listen to him spouting, pretending to be pitiful with you, he doesn't celebrate Christmas at all, okay?" Xia Chenxi complained, "He is an old antique, and he is very xenophobic. Your father said that the Tang family rarely celebrates Christmas. There is no festive atmosphere at all, the company has a Christmas party, and he never attends it, what kind of Christmas does he celebrate, for him, only New Year's Eve is a holiday."

Baby Xia smiled, it was true.

His grandfather thought that the family was too small and lively.

"How many more years do you have to train?" Xia Qing asked enthusiastically. She wanted to see if she had a chance to torture her nephew.

Xia Chenxi glanced at her, "Don't even think about it first."

"Why?" Xia Qing protested, "Are you questioning my professional level? It's unreasonable. I don't know how good the men I have trained are."

"I'm afraid that the baby is too weak and can't stand your toughness. You'd better stop thinking about him. If you train and kill three people in seven days, it's almost equivalent to killing half a life in one day. I don't want the baby to fall into your hands." " Xia Qing used to work part-time as the coach of the [-]th Squadron and killed three people in seven days. This incident has always been rumored.

"Hey, hello, can this be my fault? Damn it, one of the team members has a heart attack. At that time, a hidden case came in. How can it be blamed on me? Long-distance cross-country training, I was out of breath the night before, so what does it matter if I died halfway? The other one is even more stupid. I can swallow my own vomit and infarct while running. This can also be blamed on me. Worse than Dou E, okay?"

Xia Chenxi, "..."

Baby Xia, "..."

Xia Baobei looked at Xia Qing speechlessly, "Auntie, I give you spiritual sympathy, it seems that God doesn't want you to be a coach, wait, the point of this conversation is why you can come to Ace's Secret Service Island as a coach? "