Domineering president, forgive me

Looking at his excited little face, Jiang Yuanzhou kissed and kissed, stretched out his hand to hold Xiangyang in his arms, and the family laughed very happily.

In the distance, Yue Yu sees everything in his eyes and his face is full of resentment. These emotions are hidden and the smile piled on his face is noble and elegant.

"Baby, next we have to work hard and win them." Yue Yu lowered his head and said these words to the steamed stuffed bun. The smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

It has been five consecutive games. The three of them have always been the first. Now they are cheering among several people. How can Yue Yu, who has always been the focus of attention, stand it?

She doesn't want her children to watch her father with other women and hold other people's children to celebrate the victory.

Steamed stuffed bun nodded slightly, quite helpless. After all, Dousha has been doing well, and they are all second in these innings.

DC slowly shook his head and looked up at her: "this is just a kindergarten competition. Don't be so impulsive. Friendship comes first."

"The game is a game. Everyone wants to be the first, and we are the second. If we want to improve again, we can only be the first."

Le Yu disdains a smile and raises his chin high. No one can match his unyielding strength.

"In that case, I have nothing to say, so the three of us can only work hard." DC didn't know how to answer. He lowered his head and smiled all the time. At least it was fun to participate in the competition in his heart.

At this time, it was time to throw sandbags. After refueling, Xiangyang, Jiang Yuanzhou and Dousha stood at their respective positions and prepared to throw sandbags.

Dousha and Jiang Yuanzhou have thrown sandbags to the furthest distance. Now their group has taken the lead. At this time, it is Xiangyang's turn to play.

She licked her lower lip and felt a little nervous. Looking at the people behind her, Jiang Yuanzhou and Dousha were cheering for him. She slowly breathed a sigh of relief and fiercely threw the sandbag in the past. Unexpectedly, it deviated from the position and directly threw it to the diagonal direction.

"Sorry, Miss Xiang, this will be judged as zero."

The teacher also came over embarrassed and pointed to the position where the sandbag had been thrown out, which could not be regarded as the total score.

There was some guilt in his heart, but Xiang Yang still didn't say anything. He smiled and waved his hand and returned to them.

"It's all my fault this time. We won't be the first." Xiangyang tooted his lips, but he was a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. If we always get the first place, others will have no fun playing games."

There was a smile in the long and narrow Youmeng. Jiang Yuanzhou put his hand on his shoulder and held it in his arms.

Xiangyang pushed him away quickly. He was a little embarrassed. After all, it was in kindergarten. The two people couldn't be too close and set a bad example for the child.

Dousha also smiled on one side: "well, although you just didn't get any results, the action of just throwing a sandbag is also very handsome."

The smile on Dousha's face became stronger and stronger. He puffed up his cheeks to the sun and deliberately snorted, "no, mom is the most handsome."

At this time, looking at Xiangyang's failure, Le Yu laughed at it. He felt that there was an opportunity. He squatted down and patted the back of the steamed stuffed bun: "our opportunity has come. You should perform well."

Steamed stuffed bun summoned up courage, took a deep breath, threw the sandbag to a position close to Dousha, smiled in an instant, and turned back to clap hands with Le Yu.

DC stood aside and tried his best. Since Le Yu always wanted to win, why didn't he help her?

When it's Yue Yu's turn, he carefully looks like throwing a sandbag step by step. His eyes look at Xiang Yang and provocatively lift his lips.

Until the end of the competition, when the results were announced, the first place was Le Yu and the steamed stuffed bun group. The three people cheered and hugged together. At this time, Le Yu disdained and pretended to turn around inadvertently, but found that the three of them were still smiling on their faces.

Dousha shook the hands of the two people gently: "great, we are second this time. We didn't expect to have such a good result."

"Yes, this game originally focuses on participation, and it seems that dad is doing well today." While talking, Jiang Yuanzhou looked down at the little eyes of Du Sha worship. He was more and more proud, and his cold face had more smiles.

At this time, Xiangyang felt no guilt: "if I were here, we would still be the first. This time, I was blamed for falling off the chain at the critical moment."

The three cheered each other. Looking at another competition, she felt that time passed too fast and was a little disappointed.

But I think Jiang Yuanzhou has been doing well all the way. The memories just now make people feel pink bubbles. She put away her smile and looked up at Jiang Yuanzhou.

"In the future, we have time to often participate in such parent-child activities, which can promote our feelings."

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded, feeling happy. He just touched Dousha's cheek, picked up a paper towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

The atmosphere of three people snuggling together is really too warm and beautiful! On the other side, Le Yu saw this behind the scenes, and the joy of victory disappeared instantly, like being splashed with a basin of cold water from head to foot.

DC coughed awkwardly and didn't speak. Steamed stuffed bun also looked at the other side with dull eyes. He felt wronged and uncomfortable in his heart.

Bean paste slightly closed his eyes and felt the gentle brush of Jiang Yuanzhou. There was a smile on his young face from beginning to end.

"Great. I think as long as the three of us are together, we will be very happy no matter what we do. I don't pursue ranking."

Xiangyang happily held him in his arms. He always knew that Dousha was very sensible. Now he can understand so much at a young age, which makes people feel distressed.

In fact, Dousha also knows that he has been trying to do his best about the identity of steamed stuffed bun and doesn't want to make others angry.

The more bean paste behaves like this, the more guilty Xiangyang feels.

Now, hearing the real thoughts in Dousha's heart, Xiang Yang reddened his eyes with relief and covered up all his emotions in the twinkling of an eye.

At this time, steamed stuffed bun stood aside and slowly walked forward. Although he won this time, he felt that neither his mother nor uncle DC was particularly happy, but made him envy bean paste more and more.

"Mommy, why isn't dad with us?"

This idea came to baozi's mind. As long as his father was with them, he should be happy and win.

He sucked his nose, his eyes turned red, filled with tears and cried directly.

From small to large, Le Yu will buy almost everything steamed stuffed bun wants, but today he is more and more envious of the present bean paste, but he knows that he can't get this feeling.