Chapter 416 Another pigeon

But the fact is...

The child was carried downstairs by his father and threw him into the back seat of the car. Then he listened to his father's instructions to the bodyguard:

"Xiao Si, take him to kindergarten, don't forget to take him to breakfast on the way."

"Yes, the second young master."

Obviously, I don’t plan to send my son to school in person.

He turned around and entered the gate of the family yard and went upstairs.

After entering the house, go straight to the room.

Although Su Zhixiao fell asleep again, she could still feel anyone around her. Open her eyes and try hard to see clearly:

"Fu Jiyan, didn't you send your son to school?"

Why did you come back so soon?

It feels like it's only a few minutes!

This feeling is indeed true.

"Someone sent him there!"

I wrapped someone in my arms again, and even put a long leg on it.

Su Zhixiao snorted softly:

"It's so heavy, take it."

"Is this heavy? Then..."

Just as he was halfway through his words, his wife was already covered with his mouth.

"Shut up!"

How could I not know that this guy is just unreasonable when he opens his mouth?

The man raised his lips and reached out and took away his hand, covering his lips easily, and did not forget to kiss him.

It can make Su Zhixiao excited.

"Fu Jiyan!"

"Do you like calling your husband's name so much?"

Su Zhixiao closed her eyes:

"If you can't sleep and feel idle, go downstairs and run a few laps, don't disturb me to sleep."

"Who said I can't sleep? I didn't sleep for three hours last night."

Um?

"What are you doing if you don't sleep at night?"

Puff~

The man laughed muffled:

"What can I do? That little boy is too weak, he can get heat stroke even if he is fine."

“Heat stroke?”

"Well, I went to the hospital and it was almost one o'clock when I came back. Then, he asked me to tell him a story!"

It's just a dream!

Do you think your father is the kind of storyteller?

Su Zhixiao was amused:

"You said it?"

"without!

Then, he cried."

Mommy may be speechless, right?

Look at these two men?

Is it biological?

"Fu Jiyan, can't you tell him a story? According to the storybook, won't it?"

Don’t kids like to listen to bedtime stories?

When I was in the old house, I would never leave it all night.

So much so that habits have been developed.

The man cut:

"Why do I have to tell him a story? Just because he is my son?"

For a moment, I really couldn't find a reason.

never mind.

"You gave the midnight snack to the criminal police team last night?"

"It was ordered by Aban, and he also gave it to him."

That wasn’t what you ordered, and Aban would do it?

Su Zhixiao still smiled involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.

The man asked:

“Not going to work today?”

"Yes, you don't need to check in. You can go there late. What time is it now?"

"At eight o'clock."

"Then I have to catch up with ten o'clock."

"Well, go to bed, I'll call you at the right time."

......

At nine forty, the man got up from the study and returned to the room.

Squatting beside the bed, he first stretched out his finger and poked his wife's face.

Then, he even pinched the tip of the woman's nose with a bad taste.

Feeling unable to breathe, Su Zhixiao opened his eyes in a flash.

Someone quickly let go of his hand and retreated in time, almost avoiding the kick he kicked over by his wife.

"Fu Jiyan!"

cough.

"Wife, it's nine-forty, can't you get up?"

Hiss ~

Su Zhixiao didn't have time to argue with someone anymore, so he sat up, lifted the quilt, got out of bed and ran outside.

As for someone, of course, I continued to go back to the study.

Otherwise, people should have gone to the company long ago, just to get up with their wife, so they put up another pigeon from Zhou Da agent.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!