Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

LAN Weiwei just wanted to ask what's the matter. He has reacted. Tang Xiaoxuan usually goes to bed at nine o'clock and doesn't go to bed at eleven o'clock? This child! Why are you so naughty!

LAN Weiwei angrily pushed him away: "he must be messing with your father in the old house. I'll call him! This child! It's not easy at all!"

Tang Ruochen grabbed him and motioned her not to be impulsive, and it's not appropriate to fight again so late: "forget it, you're used to Tang Xiaoxuan today. We'll go there early tomorrow."

"I'm used to it. You have no responsibility?" Lan Weiwei asked.

Tang Ruochen didn't want to argue with her about this, so he had to admit his mistake: "yes, my mistake."

LAN Weiwei said, "it's your fault!"

With that, LAN Weiwei was more angry. He pushed away his hand and was ready to sleep. Tang Ruochen pulled him up again. LAN Weiwei was powerless and said, "why?"

"Another one." Tang Ruochen hugged her and kissed her neck.

"One is enough headache."

Tang Ruochen kissed her, "if you dare to take contraceptives again, LAN Weiwei, you won't want to get out of bed this month."

"I don't want to..." Lan Weiwei pushed him away: "aren't you afraid of my pain?"

LAN Weiwei has begun to show weakness. She knows that Tang Ruochen will not refuse her. Sure enough, Tang Ruochen reluctantly took out a box of TT and threw it on her chest.

LAN Weiwei couldn't help laughing, opened one and climbed towards him

In the morning, Tang Ruochen took LAN Weiwei back to the Tang family's old house to pick up Tang Xiaoxuan. He hasn't got up yet.

"Dad, was he naughty again yesterday?"

Tang Zongming said, "it's not a big deal. Go and see if he gets up."

"Oh, OK, I'll go now."

Lan Wei just went to the second floor. When she looked up, she was startled by the oil painting in the corridor. She suddenly looked back and looked at Tang Zongming and Tang Ruochen downstairs. She walked past without trace. When she entered the room, she found Tang Xiaoxuan sitting on the bed playing with the remote control car.

Lan Wei picked him up from the bed: "Tang Xiaoxuan!"

Tang Xiaoxuan looked up and saw that it was LAN Weiwei. He kissed her on the face: "Mom, you're coming."

"Why did you get up so late?" Lan Wei asked clearly.

"Well..."

"Well, what's the answer? Were you naughty with grandpa again yesterday?"

Tang Xiaoxuan heard the speech, looked up and said wrongly, "Xiaoxuan played racing yesterday and slept late."

"If your father hears this, Tang Xiaoxuan, do you know the consequences? Can you do whatever you want when you come out? Don't sleep in the middle of the night and play racing?"

Tang Xiaoxuan just thought about how to answer LAN Weiwei. When Tang Ruochen came in, he drilled out of LAN Weiwei's arms and ran to Tang Ruochen: "Dad!"

Unexpectedly, Tang Ruochen was more impolite than LAN Weiwei. He picked Tang Xiaoxuan up and said, "is mom angry again? Huh?"

"No, my mother was angry." Tang Xiaoxuan said and hugged Tang Ruochen's neck. "Dad, can we go home?"

"Ask your mother."

Tang Xiaoxuan turned around and asked Lan Wei, "Mom, can we go home?"

LAN Weiwei smiled angrily: "ask your father."

"Dad, mom asked me to ask you."

Anyway, the two of them often have a cold war. Tang Xiaoxuan is used to being their messenger.

"OK, let's go."

When he went out, LAN Weiwei looked at the oil painting behind him and saw that Tang Ruochen didn't pay attention. He was afraid that Tang Zongming would notice something different and quickly followed him.

On the bus, LAN Weiwei asked Tang Ruochen, "did you find... That oil painting?"

"Yes."