steal a cute baby

Chapter 395 Lock Mommy and Dad Together (3)
Xiao Zui smiled a little flattered.

Motivation is really everywhere, isn't it?

"She wants to meet you every day, but you are the mother of my sister and me!" Yang Yang complained a little.

The little girl later loved his mommy more than him.

Boss Su didn't know when he was standing behind them: "Feifei, goodbye to uncle and aunt, we should go home!"

"Oh, I got it!" Feifei was a little disappointed, and before leaving, she leaned into Xiaozui's ear and said, "Mommy, my daddy likes you very much!"

Xiao Zui's face turned red, and when he turned his head, he happened to see such a meaningful look.

But she just lowered her eyes in embarrassment, and then Yang Yang said: "That girl wants to find her stepmother all day long, but Ms. He Zui, don't stand in the wrong team!"

Boss Fu, who was standing by the side, was delighted to hear these words.

At critical moments, father and son are of the same heart.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let's go, go home!" He took his son's hand and got into the car.

From the beginning to the end, Mr. Fu followed behind his mother.

He doesn't talk much, and doesn't offer much opinion.

Because this time with her son alone with her, he found that his son was actually on his side all the time.

"Mommy, shall we stay in a hotel tonight? I really want to go home!" Nothing is as good as home.

The point is that there are a lot of toys at home, and he is already tired of playing in the hotel.

"Go home? If you want to go back, then we will go back!"

She sat next to her son and couldn't bear to refuse him when he looked so eager.

She didn't reject her family.

I just feel that if I am in a hotel, I don’t have to be responsible for eating, drinking and sleeping, so I live in a hotel.

I didn't expect them to come back so soon.

Auntie was cleaning the yard, and when she saw their family of three coming back, she was so excited that she almost cried: "Oh, Yangyang is back!"

"Grandma, I miss you so much!" Yang Yang ran over to make out with his aunt.

Xiao Zui walked behind unhurriedly, the white windbreaker was lowered to reveal a black murmur, which made her face look extraordinarily beautiful.

And he was by her side, just following quietly.

Sometimes it hurts to talk too much.

There is nothing wrong with falling in love with someone, the only fault is that there is a fork in the road of two people.

However, I don't regret having loved, because without each other, there would be no such unforgettable feelings.

When the family of three came back, the aunt felt that the family was a little angry. They were not at home for a while, and they always felt that the family was not at all human.

Guarding such a big house alone, when I first came here, I was shocked by the prosperity and generosity, but later I felt that no matter how big the house is, if there are no people who love each other, it is an ice city.

"Mommy, the bamboo shoots are your favorite!" The cute little guy brought her vegetables in the morning and came again in the evening.

With such a caring heart, Xiao Zui felt soft in his heart: "Then our Yang Yang also likes it the most?" Saying that, he put two sticks in his son's bowl.

The little cute guy looked at Mommy's seemingly easy-to-talk, then glanced at the man who had never been able to integrate into their mother and child, and then had an idea and grabbed a stick for Dad who had been hanging aside all the time: "Daddy, Mommy If you like to eat, you should like it too!"

Fu Xinhan narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, but then he ate it between his lips: "Your words are the truth!"

So tonight, the cleanest thing to eat is the plate of bamboo shoots.

The aunt also asked curiously: "What's the matter today? Doesn't the president always dislike eating this?"

But he just looked deeply at the woman diagonally opposite.

People don't even pay attention to him.

So he smiled softly, and immediately carried his son upstairs after eating: "Go and exercise!"

"I will win you this time!" The little guy was carried on his shoulders, but he was not afraid at all, but made a movement to fly.

Xiao Zui was sitting in the restaurant, seeing that the two were about to play a friendly match, tried to stop him, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Not for anything else, just because I don't want to talk to him more.

Talking too much is afraid that it will hurt yourself even more in the end.

But in fact, when the two men went upstairs and closed the door, one of them climbed directly to sit on the ping-pong table, and the other sat on the edge of the table, playing with the ping-pong ball and the racket by themselves.

Boss Fu glanced at his son, in those dark eyes, of course the little cutie couldn't fool him: "You don't need your mommy to coax you to sleep now, do you?"

Xiaomeng thought for a while, and looked at Dad with doubts, then she was still firm, and nodded slowly: "Yeah!"

"Tell your mommy to sleep in the master bedroom at night!"

Boss Fu has thousands of calculations, because he is afraid that his wife will throw him into the cold palace from now on.

The little cute guy blinked and looked puzzled: "Isn't Mommy sleeping in the master bedroom?" Why do you still say that?

Boss Fu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and thought for a while: "I will give you this task tonight, lock your mommy in the master bedroom to sleep, you will not be unable to complete this difficult task, right?"

The little guy began to ponder again, always feeling that something was wrong.

In the huge training room, only father and son are fighting wits and courage.

Only the lights in the table tennis area were turned on, and some corners of the huge room were still dark.

Xiaomeng thought for a while: "Yes, but you have to promise me one thing!"

Boss Fu frowned, took the ball in his hand and held it down, then crossed his arms and said, "Tell me!"

In fact, there are no conditions, but if it is a small request, it can be agreed.

"If Mommy gets angry, I can say it was your idea!" I was bullied.

Boss Fu frowned even tighter: "No, you can't let your mother know that I did this."

The little guy was unhappy like him and frowned: "Did you make Mommy angry again?" Not happy, you always make Mommy angry.

Boss Fu touched the bridge of his nose and thought for a while: "It's a little contradictory!" He had to admit it, but he was reluctant.

"Why do you always make Mommy angry? Mommy loves you so much!" Xiaomeng couldn't help complaining for Mommy.

These words really made him feel like being stabbed.

He also knew that he really deserved death.

But if he really died, wouldn't he feel sorry for her even more.

The only thing that can be done is to persevere in this life.

Taking a step back, even if they do get divorced one day, they won't really live their lives separately. There are still two children between them, and they still can't let go of each other.

Sighed, and then had to tell my son: "I was wrong this time, and it was a very serious mistake. I really want to make up for it now, but you also saw that your mother ignored me at all, so I can only make a bad move .”

(End of this chapter)