Domineering CEO Is My Son

At night, the little parrot was sleeping in the children's room. Xia Sheng brought a small blanket over and spread it on the bedside table to create a bird's nest shape.

The little parrot flapped its wings and flew into the blanket nest.

Mr. Kang waited for a long time, then turned around and saw the little parrot lying in the nest disappeared.

Mr. Kang rubbed his eyes and he was indeed gone.

"Teacher Parrot?"

"Kangkang?"

"Baby?"

Mr. Kang whispered, but there was still no sound in the room. At this time, Mr. Kang realized that the door of the children's room was concealed.

It was fifteen, the moonlight wandered in the living room, and everything seemed to be enveloped in a layer of jade white.

At this time, there was a slight noise on the balcony.

Is it the balcony again?

Violent mothers used to go to the balcony to smoke in the middle of the night when they were in a bad mood.

The big dad also drank secretly on the balcony with the violent mother.

Now their children also like to run on the balcony in the middle of the night.

Really a family of three.

When Mr. Kang walked to the balcony, he heard the sound of cooing and cooing outside. The sound was really a circumflex, as if to say something.

The floor-to-ceiling windows connecting the living room to the balcony were not closed tightly.

Mr. Kang put his face on the glass and looked outside--

The emerald green parrot in the moonlight was shaking his head and talking to two other birds of prey. An owl and an eagle were standing on the railing.

"Cuckoo -"

"Goo?"

"Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo?"

"Cuckoo."

Mr. Kang couldn't hear who was grunting at all, he could only see the grunting from his throat.

Soon after, I saw that the little parrot seemed to be coming back.

President Kang quickly ran back to the room and lay down on the bed.

Soon the door opened.

Mr. Kang was lying on the bed and did not close his eyes by the night in the children's room.

The green wings fluttered twice and an arc was drawn in the air, and the little parrot flew back into the quilt nest.

The bed in the children's room is very short, how short is it?

President Kang saw the eagle and owl folded their wings and walked over from the door. Yes, they walked over, in that posture, which looked like an old man, with his hands behind his back, and slowly walked forward.

When the owl and eagle reached the bedside table, they flapped their wings and flew into the quilt nest.

Mr. Kang waited until they were all asleep before raising his head. The three birds on the bedside table were squatting in rows, sleeping peacefully.

Mr. Kang looked at the eagle and the owl. These two are national-level protected animals. They are illegal to keep private. Then he said that these two birds of prey were raised by this little parrot, and he didn't know if they were useful.

Mr. Kang looked at him and fell asleep.

When I got up the next morning, the eagle and the owl were gone, and the parrot was gone.

Mr. Kang hadn't woken up much before, and he was confused when he saw that the little parrot was gone, he suddenly woke up, and quickly got up.

Opening the door of the children’s room, Xia Sheng’s mother was holding the little parrot, teaching him to speak every word--

"eat--"

"Second-rate--"

"Rice--"

"Rice--"

"Really good, read together and eat together." Xia Sheng said as he touched the little parrot's head with his thumb.

"Second meal -"

Xia Sheng said: "It's awkward to eat...Forget it, it's okay to say the next meal."

The little parrot followed the study earnestly, and Yue Qin, who was next to him, read today's newspaper and said, "He learns quickly."

Mr. Kang looked at the family of three over there through the crack of the door, did not go out, just stared at the other side blankly.

It's as if I'm back when I was a child, looking at other people's moms and dads.

The door was opened with a "bang--" and the child who was in a daze was hit in the nose.

Mr. Kang just felt that the door suddenly came towards him, followed by a pain in his nose and forehead, and then he was picked up in the next second: "Dad didn't mean it. Show him, did he hit his nose?"

"Why are you standing still at the door? Dad is here to tell you to eat."

"You bumped the child?"

"I originally told him to eat, but he stood behind the door and didn't move. As soon as I opened the door, I knocked him away."

President Kang returned to his senses and saw the big father and cheap mother looking at him anxiously.

"I'll touch my nose." Xia Sheng said.

As expected of a professional who hits the nose, Xia Sheng said as soon as he touched it, "It's okay, it didn't hurt."

The big dad also feels distressed. Yesterday he accidentally wiped the child's eyes with the hand that cut the onion, but he accidentally hit him again today—

"Dad, I'm sorry, the next time Dad opens the door, he will definitely see if you are behind the door."

Actually, there are not many next time.

Mr. Kang's nose seemed to be more sour, and he lay on his father's shoulder, but when he saw the little parrot, he immediately got out of his father's arms.

"The baby is angry?" Yue Qin knelt down and wiped the child's tears: "Dad really didn't see you. When he opens the door in the future, he will first see if you are behind."

Yue Qin promised once again.

"Forget it, you should take good care of the little parrot teacher. I am going to paint and I will become a great painter in the future."

While talking, Mr. Kang walked to the sofa by himself, picked up the paper and pen, and then walked to the study.

Also closed the door.

Yue Qin: "...I am ambitious but ambitious, but how do I feel that he is particularly unhappy when he says this?"

Xia Sheng felt the same way and nodded.

But at this time her cell phone rang again. Xia Sheng picked it up and said something to the person over there. After hanging up the phone, she said, "I have something to do with me at the Art Center. I'm back for lunch."

"Then we'll bring it to you, the takeout outside is unsanitary."

"It doesn't need to be delivered, it's okay to have a meal or two occasionally."

After Xia Sheng put on the clothes, he picked up the bag next to him and left.

Yue Qin gave the child a bowl of dumplings just out of the kitchen.

The child was drawing on the drawing paper. He put his breakfast aside and said: "This shrimp is still fresh shrimp that Dad bought this morning."

The child glanced at the dumpling secretly, and shrimp could even be seen in the thin dumpling skin.

Yue Qin quit the study, and when he went back in a while, the child had finished the dumplings.

Yue Qin was about to speak when his cell phone rang--

"Hey, Mr. Yue? I'm the owner of the Art Center. Is Teacher Xia at home? The phone I called her just now was not connected."

"She's out, what can you tell me."

"Ms. Xia said before that she would give an answer today. I wonder if she has thought about it in the past two days? Everyone in our center welcomes her back."

Mr. Kang could also hear these words and was stunned, but his mother had been working overtime for several days, and when she went out just now, she also said to go to the art center.

Why the owner of the Art Center said that she didn't sign a contract with them at all.

He raised his head and looked at the big dad. He saw that the big dad was still calm and said: "We may need a little more time to discuss, and we will call you when we have a specific answer."

Yue Qin hung up the phone, a little puzzled. If he didn't go to the art center, where did his wife go?

Wouldn't it be a way to put the sack of the former boss who was unconscious in a car accident?

When Yue Qin thought about it, it was really possible, and suddenly he became nervous.