President entangled with little sweet wife

This hear Jiang Beichen to take her out to play, song Xiaoya heart immediately had some small excitement, he refers to the two of them dating?

But when she saw Xiao Jie beside her, she remembered that she had just promised him to watch cartoons a minute ago.

"But I just promised Xiao Jie that I would watch cartoons with him." Now that she has agreed, it can't be said that it's not uncle, or she will become a bad sister.

Song Xiaoya hates people who don't believe what they say, so she must do what she promised.

Hear her words, the Mou color of Jiang Beichen is one cold, angrily saw one eye, a face innocent small Jie.

"Otherwise, let's watch cartoons together! How's it going? " Song Xiaoya suddenly thought that she knew several good cartoons, and then proposed.

On the second floor of Jiang Beichen's villa, there is a private cinema specially prepared for him, which they haven't experienced yet.

On hearing song Xiaoya's suggestion, Jiang Beichen immediately expressed some disgust on his face. He said contemptuously, "Song Xiaoya, when he is 20 years old, he still watches cartoons. Don't you think it's very naive?"

She didn't want to go out with him. She would rather watch cartoons with this little bastard at home!

"Who says you can't watch cartoons at 20?" By Jiang Beichen such a ridicule, song Xiaoya began to refute again. Cartoon is originally for entertainment, and there is no regulation that adults can't watch it.

"Xiao Jie, let's go upstairs and watch TV." Song Xiaoya looks at Jiang Beichen discontentedly, and then stands up and says to Xiao Jie beside him.

Xiaojie nodded with cooperation, and then followed song Xiaoya's steps. They left together.

"Stop!" When they were about to leave the restaurant, Jiang Beichen's voice rang.

Song Xiaoya stops and looks at him with doubts.

Jiang Beichen strides forward and stands directly between Song Xiaoya and Xiaojie, separating them. Then he naturally puts his arm around Song Xiaoya's waist. "I think what you said is reasonable."

Who said adults can't watch cartoons!

“……” Song Xiaoya opened her eyes and looked at him in surprise.

The man was still laughing at her childishness just now, but now he still wants to watch cartoons with them.

Is there a cute childlike innocence under Jiang Beichen's cold appearance?

In the private cinema on the second floor, a few minutes later, three people were sitting here.

On the big screen, song Xiaoya plays a very popular animated film of her own choice this year.

Jiang Beichen sits in the middle seat, just separating Xiaojie and song Xiaoya.

Although song Xiaoya was not satisfied with this, she didn't think much about it. She just watched the movie seriously and commented on it.

Xiaojie is obviously a little reluctant. He wants to sneak around and sit beside song Xiaoya, but he is scared by Jiang Beichen's threatening sight every time, and finally he can only sit quietly.

He looked at the gloomy Jiang Beichen with some depression, and then couldn't bear it. He asked, "pretty sister, can I sit next to you?" He didn't want to sit next to the fierce corn.

"Well, come here." As soon as song Xiaoya heard the request, she didn't think much about it, so she agreed immediately.

Anyway, it's the same everywhere.

Jiang Beichen is upset, but before he says anything, Xiaojie runs to song Xiaoya, and then sits beside her happily, close to her.

Jiang Beichen's face suddenly very ugly, want to beat people, because song Xiaoya is around, finally forced to resist, did not attack on the spot.

Song Xiaoya always likes to watch this kind of film with funny content, and he laughs many times because of the plot in the film.

Not to mention, Xiaojie is a child. He is fascinated by cartoons and likes song Xiaoya's film.

Compared with these two people, Jiang Beichen is expressionless from beginning to end. He is completely indifferent to the plots in the movie.

He never liked to watch this kind of cartoon to coax children.

Especially now Song Xiaoya's side sits a son of a bitch who leans on Song Xiaoya from time to time. This makes Jiang Beichen very jealous and unhappy. His face is a bit angry, but he doesn't dare to show it in front of song Xiaoya.

What a pity!

Is this little bastard broken or disabled? Can't you sit upright? Why do you have to lean on his wife! This is a provocation!

After a while, a servant came in to deliver a fruit. Jiang Beichen finally found a way to vent. He moved his thin lips, and finally could not help saying, "Song Xiaoya, come and feed me fruit!"

When song Xiaoya was distracted by the cartoon, she heard his voice and suddenly came back to herself. She was speechless. "Can't you eat it yourself?"

Fruit is put in front of him, a hand can get, why let her feed!"Song! Small! Elegant See her not willing to come over, Jiang Beichen frowned, eyes such as electricity.

"All right, all right." Hearing that he raised his voice and knowing that he was going to lose his temper again, song Xiaoya immediately nodded her head. Then she leaned over and picked up the fruit in the fruit tray and sent it to Jiang Beichen's mouth.

"Eat it."

Jiang Beichen this just satisfied open mouth, the fruit that she delivers eats down, elegant chew. Strawberries are sweet, just like her smile.

"Beautiful sister, I want to eat too." Miss saw the scene of feeding fruit, immediately some envy, he secretly looked at Jiang Beichen, and then bravely put forward the request to song Xiaoya.

Jiang Beichen's mouth fruit is still chewing, a listen to this words immediately froze, face also immediately cold down. This son of a bitch must be deliberately angry with him!

Hearing that Xiaojie wants to eat, song Xiaoya nods and picks up a toothpick. Anyway, one is to feed, and the other two are to feed. It's nothing to add a small one to such things as serving people.

"I want strawberries." Song Xiaoya a promise, Xiaojie immediately looking forward to her.

Song Xiaoya is going to get strawberries, Jiang Beichen fiercely stand up, and then put the whole fruit plate up, directly handed to Xiaojie.

"Here, take whatever you want." He said discontentedly.

Song Xiaoya is his wife and not the mother of this little bastard. Why do you always serve him!

Xiaojie Leng for a while, looking at the fruit plate put in front of him, he was wronged. How could it be different from what he imagined!

"I also want my beautiful sister..."

"Get the hell out of here if you say anything more!" Knowing what he wants to say, Jiang Beichen interrupts him directly.