Prosperous Marriage: Three Adorable Babies Fighting Daddy

"Where's Mommy?" Er Bao asked.

Sibao turned around and replied obediently: "Mom is upstairs...drawing!"

"Pfft!" Dabao's milk almost spewed out, "Still drawing?"

Sibao nodded seriously, "I just went up to look at it, and Mommy is still painting."

"So you just took the food?" Dabao pointed to the snacks on the table, very speechless, and glanced at Erbao, which meant that you didn't care.

Er Bao's eyes were raised, which clearly meant that he didn't see it.

"Didn't you say you would be hungry today?" Sibao said softly.

Dabao was helpless, "I said you will be hungry, but it doesn't mean you will definitely be hungry. Since you are hungry, tell Mommy!"

"But mom is painting!" Sibao finished speaking, and vaguely understood what his brother meant by that sentence. , I shuddered.

"Okay, I'm going to call Dad!"

There are servants at home, but they are all part-time workers. Today, Mommy seemed to have forgotten to eat on a whim.Er Bao stood up and calmly walked to the phone, picked up the phone, and dialed Chunyu Li's cell phone.

Chunyu Li happened to be working overtime, and saw that the number displayed on the phone was from home, so she directly pressed the call button.

"Hello? Dad!"

The cold voice is very immature, you don't need to ask to know it's the second treasure, "Did something happen at home?"

"kindness!"

What does en mean?

Did something really happen?

In one second, seven or eight years flashed through Chunyu Li's mind, "What's going on?"

"Mommy has been painting upstairs for a long time." Er Bao said simply.

Chunyu Li was taken aback, not understanding what his son meant, "Painting? Are you still painting?"

"Yes!" Then do you understand the point?

"Where's the Four Treasures?" Chunyu Li obviously didn't understand the point.

"Sibao is good!" It's really good, and it would be even better if you didn't eat snacks.

Chunyu Li was puzzled, "What's the matter? Is it you, Ran Ran, or Dabao?"

"To be exact, we are all fine now, but it doesn't mean that we will be fine soon!" Dabao on the other side couldn't stop anymore, asking the two of them to talk for a while, even the end of the world couldn't predict the point.

"Eh! Dabao?" Chunyuli asked, "What happened at home?"

"Mommy is drawing..."

"I know!" Dabao only said one sentence, but was interrupted by Chun Yuli, who was discouraged for a while.

He took a breath and said in a deep voice, "Dad, can you listen to me?"

"Okay, tell me!" Chunyu Li leaned back on the chair, quietly waiting for Dabao to speak, as if the focus was on his wife's painting.

"Mommy is painting upstairs. The point is not that she paints, but that when she paints, she must keep absolutely quiet and not be disturbed by the outside world. As a result, we will starve to death!"

As soon as Da Bao finished speaking, Chun Yuli finally understood, no wonder that when the little girl said she was going to paint last night, she had an expression as if she was going to the execution ground.

It turns out there is such a saying!

"Okay, I got it. I'll go back and prepare food for you guys right away." Chun Yuli hung up the phone, didn't even clear up the documents on the table, picked up his coat and put it on his arm, turned around and walked outside.

Secretary Hong had just walked halfway with the coffee, only seeing his hurried back, and was still taken aback at that time.