Billionaire Twins: Daddy, Please Take Mommy

"Actually I..." he hesitated to explain.

"Baby, where did you get your clothes?" Ning Xi but suddenly voice, just covered his voice.

Zhan Chen night suddenly open big eyes, the heart of Gao Xuan suddenly falls again.

Is she suspicious of clothes?

Ning Xi goes around behind the little guy and turns out the collar of his coat. It's bonpoint, a luxury brand for children in France.

Zhan Chen night dark way a bad, see rather Xi slowly bent down the body, ask from oneself: "your clothes is Zhan Shaohui take you to buy?"

Zhan Shaohui, should be the man who quarrels with Ning Xi?

"Well, that's him."

"It's strange that he was bossing you just now. How could he be willing to buy you clothes?" And it happened that in such a short time when she went to get the model, Ning Xi couldn't understand it.

Zhan Chen night Mou son tiny Shan: "I also don't know how he thinks."

"Come on, it's rare for him to do his duty as a father." Ning Xi left look right look, is her son right, also no longer tangled: "I leave this period of time, what happened?"

Zhan Chen night pink tender labial petal light opens: "nothing, I am a little hungry."

"Grandma must have made dinner. Let's go back. The bus will stop soon." After that, she picked up the baby with one arm and quickly went to the nearby bus.

The sudden sense of flight and intimacy made Zhan Chen's eyebrows twist slightly, but soon a warmth he had never experienced made him relax unconsciously.

So this is Mommy's embrace?

The fragrance of gardenia is the same as that of aunt Ning Yang.

But it smells better and more natural than aunt Ning Yang's, and he likes it more.

Always calm little boy's cheek climbs up two to wipe light red halo.

"Why don't you put your arms around me?" Ning Xi joked.

Zhan Chen night hesitated: "OK?"

He learned gentlemanly manners and had to behave in a dignified manner. In addition, he was indifferent in nature and seldom took the initiative to be close to others.

"Why not? Don't you usually like to hold me? " Ning Xi blushes. Is his son too hungry? He's not normal. He seems to be silent and restrained?

Zhan Chen night handsome facial features outline tiny collect, stretch out arms, tentatively embrace Ning Xi's neck.

I never thought that I would experience the warm maternal love in a woman I don't know. My lips are thin and my smile is full of satisfaction.

"Mommy..." he whispered.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. I want to call you all of a sudden." Zhan Chen night head a slant, lean on Ning Xi's shoulder, embrace the strength of her neck slowly tighten, suddenly good envy that is called baby's little boy.

If we can make him stay in the war mansion forever

Zhan Chen night thought of here to put to put a brain again.

As the son of Tussaud, he has his responsibilities.

But now, please allow him to just be a little milk bag in his mother's arms.

He stole this time.

??????

The curtain opened in the night.

A fast-moving car is coming towards the luxurious war mansion.

The carved iron gate was pulled open, making a slight sound in the night.

A line of uniformed guards stood at the iron gate, bowing their heads respectfully to welcome the little master's return.

When the car stopped, Sambo opened the door and laughed softly.

"Young master, I'm home."

Ning Baobei keeps observing the nearby terrain and the most suitable escape route all the way. However, who knows that the car is more and more biased, and now it's halfway up the mountain.

This is not the old man's home at all

It must be a trafficker!

But the open-air swimming pool, fountain, giant relief, and even an invisible sports ground make everything as luxurious as a palace.

Ning Baobei sits upright, in the heart is to suspect them to kidnap oneself to do more.

Seeing that Ning Bao didn't get up, Sang Bo bent down and picked up the little guy with a kind smile: "well, young master, don't be angry. How about Grandpa sang holding you in person?"

"Don't think that I'll believe you!" Kidnapper!

Ning Baobao stares at her big eyes angrily.

Sambo was amused by Ning Baobei's vivid expression.

"Young master, I remember you didn't wear this suit when you went out..."

Ning baby just don't listen to mulberry Bo close words, small head a Yang, cold not Ding ground glimpses a few gilded big words on the high arch??????

War mansion.

The pen is strong and powerful.

Ning Baobei opens her eyes in shock.

Although babe has never been in contact with his family members, he secretly checked the genealogy after he knew that he was a family member.

The war mansion is the place where most of the fighters live.

According to seniority, he should be called the master here.

It is said that he is ruthless and ruthless. His nickname is the living king of business

"Why did you bring me here?" Ning Baobei's small body trembles. One after another horrible picture flashed through his mind. Shouldn't Zhan Shaohui be enraged by him and deliberately send him here to kill him?

He missed Daxi.

Since he was a child, he and daxixi depended on each other. If he was not there, daxixi would be very sad.

What should he do?

Sangbo looked at Ning Baobao inconceivably, reached out and stroked the little guy's forehead, and tried the temperature.

Fortunately, there was no fever.

But

"Young master, don't you remember? This is your home What did Jue Shao do to the young master so that he didn't even know his own family?!

"My home? Are you kidding? My house is not here... "No matter how luxurious the palace is, it's just a cold house.

I'm afraid and angry, but there's one more important thing right now.

That is

He wants to pee. He's been holding it for a long time.

Ning Baobao struggles restlessly in Sangbo's arms. After all, Sangbo is old. Soon, Ning Baobao spins quickly and jumps out of Sangbo's arms.

Although it is a small short leg, but the frequency is super fast, a twinkling of an eye away from Sampo.

Sambo couldn't catch up.

??????

Zhan Si Jue's boring dinner with Ning Yang ended at nine o'clock.

In the fast-moving luxury car, Archer is tight, his hands on the steering wheel, and his eyes inadvertently peek at Zhan Si Jue through the car mirror.

At the thought of Zhan CHEN Ye, Zhan Si Jue's expression became incomparably condensed.

"Where is the boy now?"

A cold voice came from the back, covered with frost. Acher even pretended to be innocent: "don't you tell me not to go after the young master, don't you

Zhan Si Jue's deep black eyes sank, and there was a low air pressure in the car: "will you let a three-year-old run around outside?"

"... cough." Acher cleared his throat. If it wasn't for the wrong atmosphere, he would have laughed. He knew that Jue Shao was tough and soft hearted.

On the face of it, I don't care about the young master, but I love him very much in my heart.