Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 962 This Son Is A Little Arrogant (6)

Tang Ruochen hugged Lan Weiwei with one arm, kissed her on the face, and said in a low voice, "I love you too."

Lan Weiwei heard this, and secretly whispered in his ear: "I love you too."

Tang Xiaoxuan was still being supported by Tang Ruochen. He saw his parents looking at each other and ignoring him. Tang Xiaoxuan was jumping and jumping and couldn't attract their attention. He suddenly lay down on Tang Ruochen's chest and looked at the two of them. Wei and Tang Ruochen turned their heads at the same time, Lan Weiwei nodded his nose and said, "Little villain, what are you looking at?"

"Ah... woo..."

Lan Weiwei held him in her arms, "If you don't go to bed so late, you know how to torment your father, are you a little villain? Come here, mother will put you to sleep..."

After Tang Xiaoxuan was hugged by Lan Weiwei, he drank two mouthfuls of milk and looked at Lan Weiwei: "Dad... hug... dad... hug."

"Daddy won't hug me today. Daddy needs to rest well and play with Xiaoxuan tomorrow, okay?"

Hearing this, Tang Ruochen opened his eyes, he has been busy with socializing recently, this child doesn't see his father every day, probably because he misses him.

"Give me the child, and I'll play with him for a while."

Lan Weiwei looked at Tang Ruochen and said distressedly: "No, you slept so late last night..."

"I'm fine." After speaking, he hugged Tang Xiaoxuan in his arms.

The next day was a weekend, Tang Ruochen didn't go to the company, and stayed at home with his son, Lan Weiwei put some fruit juice in the milk, tasted it was good, but just after two mouthfuls, Tang Xiaoxuan vomited...

Lan Weiwei was patient and coaxed: "Xiaoxuan, you can't just drink milk now, you have to learn to drink fruit juice, you know?"

Tang Xiaoxuan looked at Lan Weiwei and said nothing.

So Lan Weiwei fed him again, but he opened his mouth obediently and put it in his mouth. Just as Lan Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, he spit out all the juice again.

Lan Weiwei became angry, and her voice was a little pleading: "Son, this is the mother who made it with great difficulty, can you just have a few sips?"

Tang Ruochen looked at the two live treasures in front of him without saying a word, not intending to help.

At that time, Tang Ruochen thought, if you reasoned with him, would he sympathize with you?

After a while, Lan Weiwei saw that Tang Xiaoxuan still refused to drink, put down the milk bottle, almost cried out of Tang Xiaoxuan's anger, she sat on the sofa, buried her head in her lap, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...you bully me. "

Seeing Lan Weiwei crying, Tang Xiaoxuan was stunned for a while while supporting the coffee table.

Tang Ruochen couldn't help but watch this good show from the side.

Tang Xiaoxuan, who was crying with Lan Weiwei, was stunned for a while. Seeing that Lan Weiwei was still lying on her stomach pretending to cry, he crawled over, touched Lan Weiwei's arm, and looked curiously at Lan Weiwei without speaking.

Lan Weiwei noticed that Tang Xiaoxuan was touching her, raised her head, and said to Tang Xiaoxuan: "Son, are you comforting mom? Mom likes you as a gentleman. You should develop a good habit of taking care of girls from an early age, you know? You can only please girls when you grow up, don't be like your father! Just like someone who owes him hundreds of millions, always put on an iceberg face of ten thousand years, and let girls take care of him wherever he goes! Look at your father Don't please girls! Except your mother wants him... Otherwise, it will be a problem for him to marry a wife in his life..."

Tang Xiaoxuan was taken aback by what Lan Weiwei said, and he didn't know what Lan Weiwei was talking about, but during this commotion, Lan Weiwei didn't spit out the juice that Lan Weiwei fed him.

"Wannian iceberg face... marrying a wife is a problem..." Tang Ruochen repeated Lan Weiwei's words meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, Lan Weiwei took a sip of Tang Xiaoxuan's juice, and smiled at Tang Ruochen: "A metaphor...a metaphor...I'm teaching my son how to make a sentence."

"So, I also want to thank you for helping me get out of the order?"

Lan Weiwei said: "Of course you have to thank me, so you won't be too picky when the time comes, who are you going to marry!"

(End of this chapter)