Hello, Mr. School Prince

Bu Zhiya gently touched Bu Zhiyao's head, "Fool, you are also for the sake of your sister, but it's okay. The child is just a blank piece of paper. As long as you guide it well, you won't go on a crooked road."

Bu Zhiyao curled his lips, no one would covet a family like the Tang family.

Help your future son raise a competitor and ask for trouble.

But she would not say these words.

Because she had already seen that Bu Zhiya didn't like to listen to this.

Forget it, she didn't raise it anyway, and it has nothing to do with her in the future.

It's just that Tang Fengyang really picked up this child? How come those eyes look so like Tang Fengyang?

Could it be Tang Fengyang's illegitimate son? He deliberately said that he picked it up.

Bu Zhiyao was about to remind Bu Zhiya that someone came in at the door.

She immediately accepted all the words and sat beside Bu Zhiya very well, laughing and teasing the child.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bu Zhiya looked up and saw Tang Fengyang walk in, followed by two bodyguards, a man and a woman.

"When did you come?" Tang Fengyang walked to the sofa and sat down.

"In the afternoon, come and see the child, it's cute."

After Bu Zhiya finished speaking, she looked down at the little guy in her arms again, with a gentle smile on her mouth.

It can be seen that she likes this child very much.

In this way, he was relieved.

The servant walked out with the soaked milk powder. Seeing Tang Fengyang was back, he bowed respectfully, "Sir."

Tang Fengyang nodded, and the servant took the bottle and walked to Bu Zhiya.

"Miss Bu, it's time for the young master to take milk."

"Give it to me." Bu Zhiya smiled softly, took the milk bottle from the servant, and then fed the little guy some milk.

The little guy had bright eyes, giggling, smelled the scent of milk, opened his mouth and held it, and started sucking.

The round fleshy little face moved and looked so cute.

After drinking the milk, she grinned at Bu Zhiya.

There was some white milk juice remaining on the tender lips, the servant handed over a clean towel, Bu Zhiya took it, and then carefully wiped the little guy clean.

The little guy was full and happier. The meaty chubby hand grabbed Bu Zhiya's fingers and babbled, not knowing what he was talking about.

He seemed to feel comfortable in this embrace, and arched inward again.

This cute little appearance is so elegant and hearty.

Tang Fengyang looked at it, and the corners of his cold mouth also bend in an invisible arc.

For some reason, he particularly likes this child, as if there is a kind of traction in the secret, this child belongs to him.

If nothing else, Bu Zhiya will be his future wife. She can get along well with the child and take care of this child with all her heart. How happy she is.

This also reflects the generosity of Bu Zhiya.

Bu Jia did teach a good girl.

"The baby is very fond of you." Tang Fengyang said.

Bu Zhiya squeezed the little guy's face and chuckled, "I think the baby is very close to me."

This sentence is definitely not flattery. She liked this child at first sight.

Very kind.

Zhong Qing came in with Tang Fengyang. She stood behind Tang Fengyang, looking at the child in Bu Zhiya's arms a little lostly.

There is an urge to rush over and give a hug.

However, endure it.

I looked at Bu Zhiya again, and I could see that Bu Zhiya really liked this child.

And she also investigated Bu Zhiya, if she came to be the child's mother, she believed she would not treat her child badly.

"Brother-in-law, has the baby named."