One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

"What are parent-child shoes?" Ruan Ruan sweetly asked the young lady who sold the shoes.

"Wait a minute, I'll show it to the cutie."

The beautiful lady selling shoes disappeared, and when she came back, she was holding four shoe boxes in her hands.

In order to sell the shoes, the salesperson started to introduce them very hard.

Four pairs of identical white sneakers, simple in style, clean and elegant, with a red brand logo on the back of the shoes.

Placed on the ground, the young lady who sells the shoes pointed them out to the children as well as the adults: "This pair belongs to your father, this pair belongs to your mother, and yours, brother's. The whole family wears exactly the same shoes. How sweet."

Ruan Ruan understood the words of the young lady selling shoes, she turned around and looked at Aunt Xiaobai and her brother, muttering in a low voice, "One pair for dad, one pair for me, one pair for Auntie Xiaobai, and one pair for brother."

"Walking on the street like this, others will know that we are a family, right?" Mu Zhanbai asked blankly looking at a huge advertising wall in the distance.

Ruan Bai lowered his head, covered his slightly aching forehead with his hand, and also saw the advertisement wall in this store.

Parent-child shoes seem to be the brand's main product this season, with advertisements everywhere.

On the advertising wall in the store, there is a large advertising film shot by a family of European and American superstars. In the advertisement, the whole family goes out to climb mountains together. The whole family wears exactly the same shoes, the same clothes, and the same baseball caps.

First of all, a pair of shoes of this brand costs several thousand, which is too extravagant for her.

Secondly, she is not yet the legitimate mother of the children, even if she wants to wear parent-child shoes with the children, it is not at this time.

The salesperson is still hard at work on the introduction, as if he can see that the child's father is not short of money, and he doesn't look at the price to buy things based on his preferences.

Grasping a child's heart is like reaching into the child's father's wallet.

Yes, that's right, Mu Shaoling himself sat there, he didn't care about choosing shoes or anything like that, with a straight face, he looked like a ruthless money lord responsible for swiping credit cards to pay.

Anyone in any line of work should work hard, and Ruan Bai can understand the salesman's hard work.

But Ruan Bai wanted to open his mouth to tell the salesperson several times, "I'm not their mother", but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Because, Zhan Zhan Ruan Ruan was indeed born by her, and no one can change this fact...

...

Ruan Ruan fell in love with these pairs of parent-child shoes, and looked at her brother with one eye.

Mu Zhanbai came over and whispered to his sister: "Go and tell Dad, now that your eyes are hurt, Dad will listen to you."

"Good brother."

Ruan Ruan anxiously ran towards the sofa.

Mu Shaoling sat on the leather sofa in the store with his legs crossed, and on the low table beside him was a glass of white water poured by the reception staff.

"Dad..." Ruan Ruan ran over with one eye open, stuck in front of her father, and pulled the financial magazine from her father's hand with two small hands.

Mu Shaoling didn't pay attention to the salesperson and the children from the beginning to the end. When his daughter came over, he got up, picked her up and asked, "I'm done picking? Dad, go and pay."

One big and one small walked towards the shoe rack.

Only then did the saleswoman see the man's face raised.

The man exudes a mature and stable atmosphere all over his body, and his facial expression is also very serious, but he looks very loving when he holds his daughter.

The salesman couldn't help but take a few more glances, feeling that this man... looks very similar to the person on the cover of the latest financial magazine...

"Dad, shall we wear parent-child shoes?"

Ruan Ruan finished speaking, fearing that her father would refuse, her little face was buried on her father's shoulder, ready to cry.

"That's right sir, these four pairs of shoes are the latest models..."

The salesman said a lot.

Mu Shaoling understood the concept and meaning of parent-child shoes. There were four pairs on the ground, including his and Ruan Bai's.

Ruan Bai felt Mu Shaoling's gaze, so he also looked at him.

When the four eyes met, Ruan Bai shook his head, wanting him to refuse the child's request.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Mu Shaoling put the four shopping bags in his hands into the car.

The moment he closed the car door and turned around, the man's sharp gaze caught sight of a patch of white, Ruan Bai's feet, Ruan Ruan and Zhan Zhan's feet, three pairs of identical shoes.

Mu Shaoling couldn't help smiling inwardly, the two children and one mother following him, bystanders could tell at a glance that the three, one big and two young, were all his people.

Because he also wore a pair of white sneakers on his feet.

Mu Shaoling remembers that he only wore this kind of clothes in middle and high school, and then he started to walk around in the business field. Suits, shirts, and leather shoes became standard indifferent and serious body accessories.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Dong Zijun sent over the ticket verification code for "Drama".

The play started at 2:40 pm, and there was still time to go there after lunch, but it was still early for lunch.

Zhan Zhan waited in the aisle of the parking lot, and secretly told Ruan Bai that he wanted to go to the playground.

Ruan Bai was pushed out by the two little guys and was responsible for persuading his father.

Mu Shaoling saw Ruan Bai walking towards her, and when she came to her, she said, "Zhan Zhan and Ruan Ruan want to go to the playground, okay?"

"You're not too happy?" Mu Shaoling frowned and asked the woman in front of him.

Unhappy is unhappy about wearing parent-child shoes.

"I openly wear the same shoes as the three of you on the street. I'm afraid of being photographed and I'll make a fuss about it." Ruan Bai said.

A few days ago, the magazines were full of news about him going out for breakfast with his baby in his arms.

The single women in the city almost took advantage of the trend to YY again, who would marry such a man.

Mu Shaoling frowned: "What article? Are you worried that the media will name you my lover, or are you worried that people will know that you are the mother of my two children?"

"..."

Ruan Bai wants to say that there are both.

Mu Shaoling locked the car, and glanced at the exact same shoes that the two were wearing. For a moment, he looked like a man in love, and his jealousy surged: "Maybe you are worried that the man on your marriage certificate will see you." ?”

Facing Ruan Bai, he is often full of lust in his crotch and anger in his head.

"I didn't..." Ruan Bai shook his head without hesitation.

Seemingly satisfied with the answer, Mu Shaoling lit a cigarette, bowed his head and said, "Nothing is the best. Let me wear these shoes honestly. If you dare to take them off, don't even think about seeing your child again."

Ruan Bai was speechless.

After accompanying the children to the playground, Ruan Bai went to the hospital before lunch.

at the same time.

Zhang Xing'an, who had just driven out of the hospital 20 minutes ago, received a call from his mother.

"Xing An, do you still remember that you promised your father and mother that you would watch a movie or a drama with us? Mom booked three tickets for the drama, and the show starts at 2:40 in the afternoon. Look, you drive Come here to pick up mom and your dad?" The quarrel between the father and son never eased, and the aunt wanted to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between them.