Honey pet sweet wife: BOSS adults are super awesome

Four years later.

Country A, apartment.

An Xiaoxiao wore an apron and kept shuttling between the kitchens, humming a song.

"Mum, are you okay? I'm starving to death."

An Xichen sighed with a small head, looking at An Xiaoxiao with round eyes, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

An Xiaoxiao turned off the fire, said with a smile: "Okay, my little greedy cat."

"I'm not. It's obvious that you are greedy. You have to blame me."

An Xichen's small face was wrinkled like a bun, and he followed An Xiaoxiao on two short legs.

Hearing her son's words, she shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

"Since Xiao Chenchen is not hungry, then the food is mine alone."

Saying that, An Xiaoxiao lowered her head deliberately, pretending to be eating, An Xichen frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Mummy, you are so fat, if you are eating, be careful not to get married."

"Hehe, if I can't get married, I will depend on you for the rest of my life."

As An Xiaoxiao said, she picked up An Xichen and sat him on a chair, looking straight at him.

He gave her a disgusted look, "Woman, I don't want to support you, you should marry as soon as possible."

"What woman are you talking about? I'm your mommy. I speak human language."

An Xiaoxiao tapped An Xichen's forehead in dissatisfaction, and said angrily.

Looking at the small face that was carved out of the same mold as Jun Mohan, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

At the beginning, she never thought that she would be pregnant with Jun Mohan's child when she came to Country A. In the blink of an eye, four years have passed.

Thinking of her son's heroic deeds in recent years, An Xiaoxiao was both happy and a headache.

An Xichen, who is more than three years old, has already completed the elementary school courses, but no kindergarten dares to accept him.

Every time, she sent her son in with a smiling face, but within an hour, a teacher called and asked her to take the child back.

In half a year, more than a dozen kindergartens have been changed, and now the word An Xichen is very famous in country A.

Thinking of her son going to school, An Xiaoxiao got a headache, looked at An Xichen with a smile, and said in the most gentle voice: "Xiao Chenchen, which kindergarten do you like, Mommy will take you there."

"Don't go."

With a stinking face, An Xichen directly vetoed her words. Hearing this, An Xiaoxiao lowered her head, deliberately pretending to be about to cry.

"Xiao Chenchen, you don't feel sorry for me anymore, Mommy is so pitiful, she dragged you from being so young to being so big with shit and piss, you..."

While An Xiaoxiao was talking, she almost burst out laughing, An Xichen rolled her eyes, and did this trick every time.

I really don't know who is the baby and who is the mother?But seeing An Xiaoxiao like this, An Xichen still felt a little distressed, and patted her hand like a little adult.

"Baby An, don't cry, I will be obedient, you can send me wherever you want."

"This is what you said. Don't go back on your word, don't make trouble, and don't pretend to be sick."

An Xiaoxiao looked at An Xichen with bright eyes, and said three nos in one sentence.

"Mummy, don't worry, I'm not you, I won't renege on my debt."

Hearing what her son An Xichen said, An Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered, thinking of the last time, she promised not to send her son to school, but in the end she went anyway.

From then on, An Xichen would say that every time something happened, but thinking that her son had promised her to go to school this time, An Xiaoxiao felt that even the air was fragrant.

"Are you bullying your mommy again?"

Qiao Yinuo entered the door, put on his slippers, and said without raising his head.

An Xichen's small face drooped, and he looked at him dissatisfied, "Papa Qiao, it's obviously Baby An who is bullying me, and you don't even think about me, and you actually help Mommy."

Looking at Qiao Yinuo's handsome face, An Xiaoxiao felt very complicated. She owed this man too much in this life. He was not only her own savior, but also her son An Xichen's, so he deserved the "Papa Qiao" .

"Xiao Chenchen is so smart, you are the only one who bullies others, how can others bully you."

Qiao Yinuo smiled and walked towards An Xiaoxiao, looking at the smile on her face, his eyes were full of doting.

An Xichen's eyes flickered, and he touched An Xiaoxiao's arm with his small hand, signaling her to lower her head.

"Baby An, Dad Qiao has liked you for so long, do you really not think about it? In this case, we are a real family."

"Little ghost, adults are not allowed to interrupt."

An Xiaoxiao kept a straight face, and then looked at Qiao Yinuo, "Why are you here, aren't you busy with the company's affairs?"

"It's okay, I miss my little Chenchen."

"Father Qiao, you obviously miss my mommy, you have to talk about me, adults like duplicity."

An Xichen said this without thinking, Qiao Yinuo glanced at An Xiaoxiao, coughed, his handsome face was tinged with blush.

"An Xichen, you are talking nonsense, this month's pocket money will be confiscated."

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up."

An Xichen stopped talking, and turned his eyes from side to side. I really don't know what's so good about that man, that it made Mommy think of him even now.

Thinking of Jun Mohan in that photo, An Xichen suddenly smiled, and a gloomy feeling flashed in his eyes.

Man, you dare to bully my An Xichen's mommy, that's fine.

Qiao Yinuo looked at An Xiaoxiao with complicated emotions. Three years ago, he never expected to come to Country A to relax, and unexpectedly met An Xiaoxiao.

At that time, she had a big belly, and it was very difficult for her to be alone. Qiao Yinuo was not enough for An Xiaoxiao to stop her, so he resolutely stayed and took care of her giving birth.

It wasn't until An Xichen was one year old that Qiao Yinuo returned to City F and took care of a lot of company affairs. Now, whenever he is free, he would fly over to visit An Xiaoxiao.

For fear that Jun Mohan might notice something, Qiao Yinuo didn't even dare to use his own private jet, so he could only take a flight to go back and forth between the two places under the pretext of business.

"Enoch, have a cup of tea."

An Xiaoxiao poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qiao Yinuo. Just when she was about to say something, the phone rang.

"Ann, how's the design drawing? The customer is in a hurry."

"Okay, I'll send it over in a while."

After An Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and Qiao Yinuo looked at her distressedly, "Xiaoxiao, don't work so hard, I can afford you and Xiao Chenchen."

"Enoch, thank you for your kindness, but I prefer to support myself."

"If you need help, just say it, as long as I can do it, I will help you."

An Xiaoxiao smiled, she knew that no matter what request he made, this man would satisfy her.

But since she couldn't give him what he wanted, all she could do was try not to bother him.

Qiao Yinuo saw An Xiaoxiao's thoughts at a glance, and said distressedly: "I heard that a design competition will be held recently. I believe you have the ability."