My Dragon

The car stopped at the downstairs of Mingxi Media, Nan Huailin told Man Tianzhu to get off work directly, walked into the revolving door with two bags of food, and took the elevator upstairs.

Upon reaching the floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, I saw Philadelphia's face. Nan Huailin greeted him pretentiously: "Good Mr. Fei."

Philadelphia nodded coldly: "Well, follow me."

Getting used to his sloppy appearance, he suddenly became amused in a fake and serious manner. Nan Huailin couldn't help but smiled and followed him.

At the door of the office, Philadelphia told the secretary: "No one can come in without my permission."

The secretary glanced at Nan Huailin and hurriedly said "OK".

As soon as he walked into the office, Philadelphia eagerly tore off the mask, turned into a rogue husband in a second, firmly pressed Nan Huai Lin to the door, and bowed his head to kiss him without saying a word.

Nan Huailin was carrying bags in both hands, and couldn't push him, so he could only do whatever he wanted.

After a long kiss in Philadelphia before stopping, Nan Huailin hurriedly said, "Hurry up and eat, I'm hungry."

Philadelphia reached out and took the bag: "What did you buy?"

Nan Huailin said: "Four dishes and one soup."

Philadelphia put the lunch box on the table, broke the chopsticks and handed it to Nan Huailin who was sitting next to him: "Hurry up and eat."

In fact, Nan Huailin is not very hungry. He is currently in the period of morning sickness and has no appetite for anything, but he still has to force himself to eat more, otherwise the dragon eggs in his stomach will be hungry.

"I called my mother," Nan Huailin chewed slowly, "Said that your brother is suddenly going abroad on business, and ask them to come back after the National Day."

Philadelphia nodded: "What did my mother say?"

Nan Huailin smiled and said, "I said I have bought a lot of Suzhou specialties as a meeting ceremony, and now I can only eat it myself."

Philadelphia fed him a piece of pork belly, Nan Huailin hurriedly shook his head: "If you don't eat this, it's nauseous."

Philadelphia picked a slice of lotus root again, and Nan Huailin opened his mouth and ate it.

"Don't let your parents buy things," Philadelphia said.

"I said the same," Nan Huailin said, "but my mother didn't listen, saying it was a courtesy."

Philadelphia picked another vegetable and fed him, Nan Huailin couldn't laugh or cry: "Can I have a hand? Don't feed me."

Philadelphia said: "Be good, open your mouth."

Nan Huailin had to eat the greens, and started feeding Philadelphia, and kept feeding until he filled Philadelphia's mouth.

He poked Philadelphia's cheek stuffed with food with his finger, smiled and said, "Cute."

Philadelphia finally chewed up his mouthful of food and swallowed it, took two sips of pimple soup, and then said: "Murder your husband, you choked me to death."

Nan Huailin leaned over to kiss him, a smile spreading across his face, wrinkling a pool of spring water like the wind.

Philadelphia hugged him on his lap and asked with a smile, "Are you full?"

Nan Huailin nodded: "Yeah."

Philadelphia's hand got into his clothes, kneading the sensitive muscles of the waist, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "I'm full on the top, do I have to feed on the bottom too, eh?"

Nan Huailin suddenly remembered the little **** she watched before, the office play of the overbearing president and the staff. The staff was lying on the desk and being **** by the president in suit and leather... It was a bit exciting.

Nan Huailin lowered his head and twisted: "I don't want it anymore. We've done it too often recently, just like little animals in heat."

"Your husband, I'm an animal," Philadelphia said with a rogue face, holding his arms around him, "I blame you for being so cute. I want to go into estrus when I see you, so it's all your fault."

Nan Huailin felt that he was more wronged than Dou E. Before he thought about how to reply, Philadelphia had already untied the pants of "Dou E" ingeniously.

"Moreover," Philadelphia said with a smile, "For us, this is not just a normal physiological behavior, but also a treatment that must be done every day. Have you forgotten? Do you want to live and die with me, eh? ?"

Nan Huai Lin hugged his neck: "Doctor Fei, I suspect that your treatment intensity is a bit too strong."

"Not big," Philadelphia pressed him onto the sofa, "not big at all."

After the one-hour treatment ended, Philadelphia held Nanhuailin nest on the sofa, enjoying a moment of warmth, and allowing Nanhuailin to fully absorb the "drugs" injected into the body.

Nan Huailin was resting Philadelphia's arm with his back in his arms, and his voice was low and mute: "Shi Yan came to see me today."

Philadelphia froze for two seconds before realizing who Shi Yan was, and gave a faint "um".

Nan Huailin was silent for a moment: "No matter what you do to Siri Media, stop it, okay?"

Philadelphia didn't speak.

Nan Huailin wanted to turn around and face him, but Philadelphia hooped his waist to prevent him from moving: "Don't move, it will flow out."

"Are you angry?" Nan Huailin asked.

"How could I be angry with you," Philadelphia smiled. "Fool."

"Then why didn't you talk just now?" Nan Huailin asked again.

"Because I'm thinking," Philadelphia said.

"Oh," Nan Huailin said, "then have you thought about it now?"

"A husband who doesn't listen to his wife is not a good husband," Philadelphia said. "Of course I do what you say."

Nan Huailin kissed his arm: "Love you."

Philadelphia smiled and said, "Then do it again?"

"No!" Nan Huailin was startled, "I have to go home, Long Er must be holding his neck and waiting for me to go back."

Philadelphia squeezed his chin and asked, "Is the son important or me?"

Nan Huailin laughed: "Are you serious about this question?"

Philadelphia said: "Very serious."

Nan Huailin thought for a while: "This question needs to be answered dialectically..."

Philadelphia covered his mouth, smiled and said, "You fool."

The two were tired and crooked for a while, and got up to put on their clothes. Nan Huailin suddenly remembered something: "By the way, did you see Assistant Ruan today?"

"No," Philadelphia said. "He took a leave of absence, saying that he was not feeling well."

Nan Huailin always felt that Ruan Xin was not right yesterday, and it seemed that his feeling was right.

"I want to see him," Nan Huailin said. "I was sick and fainted last year. Assistant Ruan sent me to the hospital."

Philadelphia thought for a while: "Don't go, he should prefer to be alone now."

Nan Huailin sighed and nodded: "Okay, then I will go home."

As soon as Nan Huai Lin walked into the house, Long Er plunged into his arms, arching his small head vigorously towards his chest.

"It's strange," Lan Slott lay sideways on the sofa, "Why did Long Er suddenly stop drinking milk powder?"

Nan Huailin asked Philadelphia to keep Lancelot secret about his ability to produce milk, because it was too shameful, so Lancelot never knew that Long Er was breastfeeding recently.

"If you don't drink it, don't drink it," Nan Huailin said, "I think he has gained weight recently."

Lancelot said: "It's a bit."

Long Si also flew over and landed on his shoulder. Long Yi and Long San were robbing toys. They were not too tired to quarrel from morning to night.

"I'll go upstairs to change clothes first." Nan Huailin grabbed Long Si and handed it to Lan Slott, and then went upstairs holding Long Er.

He was sitting by the window in the bedroom, feeding Long Er while watching his mobile phone.

Man Tianzhu just sent him the next itinerary.

Next Monday, I will participate in the inauguration ceremony of "Nanhuailin Studio", and then I will shoot two commercials, one is YSL perfume, one is Pepsi, and then the promotion activities of "Sparkling You" and "My Father", the former It will be aired on National Day, and the latter will be released in mid-May. It will then leave for France to participate in the Cannes International Film Festival. After the film festival, it will fly directly to the United States to start the filming of "Beast".

Although the time is not particularly full, it is also very busy intermittently.

He is not worried about anything else, he is only worried about Long Er.

Long Er hasn't taken a mouthful of milk powder since he drank breast milk, and he can't take it with him when he goes out. This is really difficult.

Nan Huailin put down the phone, grabbed Long Er's tail and shook it, and said, "Son, let's make a discussion and drink milk powder occasionally, okay?"

Long Er looked at him with a pair of black beans eyes open, obviously he didn't understand what he was talking about.

Nan Huailin sighed: "If only you can become a little baby, I can take you wherever I go."

Long Er might have sucked too quickly, and suddenly coughed, spit out a mouthful of milk, wet Nan Huailin's chest, and then suffocated the blushing red as if it were all right, and sucked leisurely.

Nan Huailin took a paper towel and wiped it, waiting patiently for Long Er to be full, and let him fly downstairs to play, while he took off his clothes and went to take a bath.

When I came back from work in Philadelphia, supper happened to be on the table.

After having dinner happily, Nan Huailin and Philadelphia took the four little dragons to swim in the pool next door, and Lan Slott also went with them.

After playing with water for a while, Nan Huailin avoided Lancelot and raised concerns about the afternoon to Philadelphia, but Philadelphia didn’t think this was a big problem: "Dragon cubs are different from normal babies. They can eat as soon as they are hatched. Meat fills the stomach, and babies can only get nutrition by drinking milk, so drinking milk is not necessary for Xiaolong. Even if you don't drink it, it will not have a big impact. Don't worry."

Although he thought he was right, Nan Huailin still couldn't bear it. He always felt that this would make Long Er be wronged, but Long Er was still a little crying bag, tears rushing at every turn, both funny and distressing.

But after thinking about it, and there was no better way, Nan Huailin had to sigh and stop mentioning this matter.

After playing for more than half an hour, it was almost time for the dragons to sleep.

Nan Huailin took them back, filled the bathtub with water, poured shower gel, and stirred up a tank of bubbles, planning to give the dragons a bubble bath.

The dragons went crazy as soon as they entered the bathtub, and they threw bubbles all over the sky, which was more powerful than a bubble blower.

Nan Huailin caught them one by one and washed them, while Philadelphia was in charge of drying them and sending them to bed one by one.

Coming out of the little dragons’ room, Philadelphia hugged Nan Huailin’s waist from behind and hung on him like a large dog: "I also want to take a bubble bath."

Nan Huailin laughed: "Anyway, you want what your son wants."

"Well," Philadelphia said seriously, "you can't treat it differently."

Nan Huailin smiled and said, "Mr. Fei, let me remind you that you are 264 years old."

"So what," Philadelphia said, "I'm still a baby."

Nan Huailin laughed loudly: "Don't face it."

Fei Baobao Cheng got his wish and took the bubble bath, and also created the effect of bubbles flying all over the sky, applauding for love.

Nan Huailin was tossed by Philadelphia in the morning, in the evening, and felt a little tired even with the nourishment of the dragon spirit. As soon as he was taken to bed by Philadelphia, he fell asleep in a warm embrace.

He had a dream.

In the dream, the four little dragons all turned into little babies. They all looked very good-looking. They looked better than the little baby in the milk powder advertisement. The four little babies stretched out their little arms to hug him. He and Philadelphia hugged one on his left hand and the other on his right, and walked to the street to show off. The people who saw him did not boast, but they were so happy.

Nan Huai Lin awoke happily.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the cry of a baby.

He was dumbfounded, a little confused whether he was awake or still in his dream, froze for a while, fumbled and pushed Philadelphia.

"What's the matter?" Philadelphia woke up, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Nan Huailin couldn't see because of night blindness. He listened carefully and asked, "Husband, have you heard the baby's crying?"