Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

Luo Qiuan put his hands on his shoulders and said with a smile, "President Ji seems to be very busy recently."

Otherwise, how to start learning to cook.

The man blushed, pressed him on the glazed platform, and kissed without hesitation.

Luo Qiuan's chest was hot, but her back was cool. She was in the double sky of ice and fire, pushing Ji Chenhao's hard chest, and reminded dissatisfiedly, "Xiaobao is in the room."

Sure enough, the next second, I heard my son's curious voice, "Mummy, Dad, what are you doing?"

Ji Chenhao got up with a dark face, carried Luo Qiuan down, and went to the room.

"Mommy, why is Dad angry?" Xiaobao asked quietly.

Four words suddenly appeared in Luo Qiuan's mind: desire and dissatisfaction.

She blushed and replied to her son, "Dad, you are angry with Mommy, it has nothing to do with our lovely little treasure."

Xiaobao still looked at her strangely, she had no choice but to distract him, "Xiaobao, what did Elder Mu teach you to draw these days?"

Speaking of painting, that was Xiaobao's favorite thing. He dragged Luo Qiuan into his room and showed her the new skills he had learned.

A few days later, Ji Wenqing came to the apartment to look for Ji Chenhao, saying that it was Ji Zhiyuan who asked him to take Xiaobao back to have a meal. In fact, even if he was acknowledging Xiaobao's identity and asking him to go back and recognize his ancestors, he didn't mention it at all. And Luo Qiuan.

"No." Ji Chenhao replied coldly.

After Wang Minzhen was sentenced, Ji Zhiyuan was deeply shocked, as if his hair turned white overnight, and he sat in a daze all day long at home, sitting for several days.

No matter how resentful Ji Wenqing was towards him, he couldn't stand it anymore. After all, he was his father, so he came to act as a lobbyist.

After receiving his distress signal, Luo Qiuan pursed his lips in displeasure, and then said, "I had a dinner with the little sisters in the studio that day, and I don't want to bring my son, or you will go there soon, and come pick me up when you're done." , the place where we ate happened to be very close to that."

"No, I want to see Sister Xiaohua." Xiao Bao hugged Luo Qiu'an's leg and refused.

Ji Wenqing squatted down and picked him up, "Xiaobao, it's been so long since I've been back, and you haven't had dinner with me yet, so don't you give me some face?"

In fact, these words were said to Ji Chenhao on the other side.

Xiaobao propped his head up, very tangled.

Luo Qiuan told him that Ji Wenqing could be regarded as his other father, because he had taken care of him when he was a little tadpole.

"Okay then, I'll have dinner with you, but can I sit next to you."

It seems that Xiaobao is still a little afraid of this grandfather Ji Zhiyuan.

Ji Wenqing pressed his forehead against his small forehead, and replied, "Of course."

Adults can't take it back, so it's good to take a small one back, maybe Ji Zhiyuan would be happier.

Of course Ji Chenhao was not happy, but in the end he compromised and followed the steps given by Ji Wenqing, and decided to go back to Ji's house with Xiaobao.

On that day, Luo Qiu'an put on a rare formal suit for his son, which echoed Ji Chenhao's usual dressing style, and just made up a parent-child outfit.

It looks good, and I plan in my heart that I can design a few sets for myself and the two daughters in my stomach. When the family goes out, it will be so eye-catching, and I feel excited when I think about it.

"Xiaobao, you have to be polite when you go there, you know?"

What should be told, she still wants to say, with Xiaobao's disgust towards Ji Zhiyuan, if the situation is made worse by then, Ji Wenqing's painstaking efforts will be wasted in vain.

Ji Chenhao watched the mother and son interacting quietly, and said in a deep voice, "An An, just be yourself, you don't need to please him."

Luo Qiuan turned around, looked at the man's resolute facial features, and said softly, "I know, I just hope Xiaobao can feel that he is a child who is expected by love, he has roots, and his grandfather is Ji Zhiyuan, His father is Ji Chenhao, the president of Changheng Group, and he also has an uncle named Ji Wenqing, and he has many relatives."

It's not the bastard they say has no father and no family.

When he arrived at Ji's house, Ji Zhiyuan was really overjoyed when he saw Xiaobao, and stepped forward with a smile, "Xiaobao, come to Grandpa."

Ji Chenhao stood directly in front of Xiaobao, and said bluntly, "Don't scare him."

The atmosphere instantly reached freezing point.

"Brother, Xiaobao, you are here." Ji Wenqing had just come from the Changheng Group, and felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the door.

Ji Chenhao has never intended to go back to work. Now he is still the acting president of Changheng Group, and he is extremely busy every day.

Xiao Bao called out politely, "Hi, uncle."

With this warm little voice, Ji Wenqing immediately felt exhausted, put the bag away, and said to him, "Wow, Xiaobao is so handsome today, did Mommy dress you up?"

"Well, Mommy said, this is the first time I've come here to eat, so I need to dress handsomely, so that I can match my father better." Xiaobao pointed at the little bow tie that Luo Qiuan had sewed for him with his fingers, with a look on his face. the groaning.

"Well, it's your first time here, my uncle will show you around, okay?" Ji Wenqing stretched out his hand to invite.

Xiaobao glanced at Ji Chenhao and Ji Zhiyuan who were still staring at each other, and cleverly followed Ji Wenqing to the garden of the villa to escape the oppressive atmosphere together.

"Uncle, what happened to my father and his father?"

The child's simple question stumped Ji Wenqing, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

When he was very young, the relationship between Ji Chenhao and Ji Zhiyuan was not very good, but he himself has always admired Ji Chenhao.

Due to Ji Wenqing's physical condition, he could not refuse and did not dare to refuse everything Wang Minzhen and Ji Zhiyuan arranged for him, even if he hated it.

But Ji Chenhao can, he is excellent in academic performance, sports skills, and in all aspects, he will always disagree with Ji Zhiyuan about things he doesn't like, and every time he can turn blue with anger.

But because Mr. Ji is here, Ji Zhiyuan can't do anything to him.

At this time, Ji Wenqing admired and envied him at the same time.

Sitting on the swing, Xiaobao looked stunned, "No wonder Mommy said that Dad and his dad are angry. When they calm down and figure it out, they will be as close as Dad and I."

Ji Wenqing couldn't help sighing that An An really taught the children very well.

Ji Zhiyuan didn't like her so much, and even encouraged Tao Qian to separate her and Ji Chenhao. In front of her son, she still didn't complain or criticize at all. What the child saw was always positive and positive.

"Yes, Xiaobao, your mommy is right, she is also the best mommy in the world, isn't she?"

After hearing this, Xiao Bao acted like a proud little peacock, "Of course."