Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"What's the matter with you, Xiao Bao?" Tang Xin rubbed his little head and wondered.

"I..." small Qian Ze taut small face, don't know what to say.

He was afraid that he would leak the stuffing as soon as he opened his mouth. He was afraid that the beautiful aunt would not treat herself well when she knew that she was not his son.

He is greedy for the tenderness that belongs to his mother, even if it doesn't belong to him.

Xiaoqianze racked his brains to figure out how not to show his flaws. Suddenly, his stomach growled.

I'm hungry.

Xiaoqianze covered his stomach, and his white cheeks turned red slightly.

"Well? Are you hungry so soon? Haven't we just had dinner? " Tang Xin touched his small belly, flat.

It's still full to go out.

Is it digesting so fast?

"I..."

"Well, you stay here and mom will cook for you." Tang Xin rubbed his little head and went to the kitchen without thinking too much.

"Mom... I'll help you." Xiaoqianze cleverly follows Tang Xin.

The kitchen is not as luxurious as the Song family, spacious and bright, even very small.

In front of the blue lattice window, there is a transparent glass bottle with two bright flowers inside. It has the smell of fireworks, which belongs to mom.

Xiaoqianze looks at Tang Xin, who is busy in the kitchen with a red kitten apron. His heart is warm. This unprecedented feeling makes him very relaxed and comfortable.

"Baby, you help mom pick the celery." Tang Xin is washing rice and smiling gently at xiaoqianze.

So gentle eyes let the bottom of xiaoqianze's heart warm.

This is the first time that someone smiles so gently at him.

He nodded. There is a long green vegetable in the small pink refrigerator. It should be celery in the mouth of the beautiful aunt, right?

Ten fingers don't touch Yangchun water of small Qian Ze pick up that vegetable, clumsily peel the vegetable.

When Tang Xin looked back, she was stunned: "Xiaobao, mom asked you to pick celery, why did you pick all the scallions?"

Xiaoqianze

So it's scallion?

"I'm sorry, mom, I..." xiaoqianze small hand embarrassed with peeled off scattered shallot, stood there at a loss, small earlobe embarrassed with red.

Oh, no, he has never been in touch with household chores. Maybe his beautiful aunt found out

Tang Xin came forward, threw the miserable scallion leaves in the garbage can, rubbed his little head, and looked at him anxiously: "Xiaobao, you'd better go to rest."

Tang Xin simply thinks that Xiaobao is busy for himself because of his own affairs. He doesn't have a good rest, which leads to a little slow reaction and inattention.

"Mom, I..." xiaoqianze looked at her nervously and held her breath subconsciously.

Originally, he thought he was going to be torn down, and his beautiful aunt would ask him who he was——

The next second, Tang Xin approached him, held his face, and gave him a kiss on his right cheek.

"Well behaved, go to watch TV, mom will make delicious food for you."

The orange light fell on her, which made her softer and softer. She seemed to be crossing a layer of brilliant golden light.

Her voice is gentle, and the warm summer wind warms one's heart.

"Well." Xiaoqianze blinked. At this moment, she hoped that this gentle and beautiful woman would always be with him and be his mother.

At this time, Tang Xin's mobile phone ring, a look at the screen shows the old witch three words, her eyebrows deeply wrinkled up.

However, the moment I got on the phone, I changed the smile mode.

"Tang Xin! There's something wrong with the news you were told last time! "