Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

Chi En was speechless for a while. Is this his 5-year-old son or his 50 year old father? Finger dare not delay, quickly gave him back a message, and then put the mobile phone into the bag.

Outside, the driver is waiting for her.

See her come out, immediately help her open the door, "young lady, please."

"Well, uncle Huang, the spareribs soup is still in the pot. I really don't have time to wait for it to be cooked. I've put salt in. Please turn off the fire

"All right."

"Thank you."

Chi En got on the bus, and the driver immediately followed. The car slowly drove to the outside of Chi'en's rented community and stopped at the entrance of the alley. Chi En got out of the car, waved goodbye to the driver and walked home

As soon as I entered the house, the light in the living room was turned on.

In the bright light, the calm little guy looks at her with both hands and chest, and the small eyes are just like looking at the derailed wife.

work overtime

Chi En took out his slippers and put them on. He quickly went to coax him, "well, don't be angry. Next time I will come back early to accompany you."

"I don't want your company." The little guy broke away from her arms, his angry little face turned red, and he was duplicative. "I'm not angry either."

"Really not angry?" Chi En's heart sprouted. He stretched out his hand and pulled his bulging cheek. His eyes bent. "Well, I swear I'll come back early next time to accompany you!"

Chi Jingchen was not happy, but he didn't lose his temper with her. He frowned and said, "it's so dirty. Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

With that, he ran to the kitchen on the big male slippers that didn't match his little feet and brought out the prepared food.

Chi Jingchen is only five years old and not one meter tall. Chi enen doesn't allow him to use natural gas. He can only make some simple cold dishes.

When she came out after washing her hands, the table had been set.

It looks very attractive.

Chi Jingchen raised her chin, handed her chopsticks and ordered, "eat!"

Chi En sat down with chopsticks and ate quietly.

I don't know if it's due to heredity. She doesn't teach the kids how to eat and sleep, but they never talk when they eat. Since we can't grasp chopsticks, we have good table manners. No wonder people say that rich people are not aristocrats but upstarts.

She looked up at the straight Chi Jingchen, who was sitting in her eyes. She had to feel that the blood of the nobility was carved into the bone marrow, which was not measurable by money at all.

But no matter how noble it is, it's her son~

not bad

After dinner, she took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, accompanied her baby to watch the cartoon

*

Country y TV station thousands of miles away.

The one hour interview just ended.

Huo Yi respectfully hands holding an iPad to him, ice covered handsome face of a man grabbed in the past, "she left?"

"Yes, Miss Chi has gone back."

Li beijue frowned, his temples jumped suddenly, and his mood was even worse. But at this time, there are still people who don't know what to do.

"Li Shao."

Delicate makeup, delicate intellectual dress, not just who is the host?

man In order to express our gratitude, could you please have a meal with Li Shao? "