Tsundere Three Treasures: Daddy, the President, is spoiled

Ye Bo coughed lightly, and Xiao Mumu remembered, he sat down on the sofa suddenly, and pulled Hua Ling'er to sit down too.

"Mum, it's too late, I'm so sleepy, I'll just stay here with Daddy!"

He yawned, Hua Ling'er looked at the time, it was past ten o'clock, and it would take more than an hour to go back, and then wash up at home, it must be early in the morning, she can, but Xiaomu is still a child.

"All right!"

She looked at Ye Bo.

"I'm going to sleep with Xiaomu tonight."

Ye Bo nodded, "There are many rooms at home, you can sleep by yourself."

How old is Xiaomu, she still wants to sleep with him, he needs her to accompany him even more, okay?

Hua Ling'er was choked by his words, she felt that he must have demanded too much from her son, he was only four years old, did he want to demand of him like an adult?

Although Xiao Mumu is indeed more mature than other children, like a little adult, but he is still a child.

Xiaomu sighed, "Mum, you don't have to sleep with me, I don't sleep well at night, you have to cover me with a quilt, it's too hard. You just need to fall asleep with me, and then go to the guest room to sleep. "

He even wanted to say that you went to sleep in Daddy's room.

Hua Ling'er followed Xiaomu to the children's room upstairs. She checked that there were nightlights in the room, and they were all on the base line. As long as he got up and the sound of footsteps, these lights would be turned on.

Even if he has the heart, but she hasn't told Ye Bo about her son's illness yet, but what's the use of telling him?

Because he had been away for a few days, Xiao Mu still held her hand when he was sleeping, as if he was very afraid of her leaving.

It wasn't until he fell asleep that Hua Ling'er withdrew her hand and put her little hand under the quilt.

Looking at his more handsome little face, it seems that the older he grows, the clearer the contours of his face, it can be seen that he must look good when he grows up.

Now it looks a bit like a night blog.

The more I look at it, the more I like it. Probably every mother is like this. They always use filters for their children.

Hua Ling'er came out of the children's room and saw Ye Bo standing at the door. He was standing against the wall with a cigarette in his hand.

She frowned slightly. This guy didn't know that he was so addicted to smoking, but now every time he saw him, he was smoking.

Ye Bo stood up straight and looked at her.

"Your suitcase has been moved into the room."

He pointed to the one next to the small wooden room. She should be satisfied that it was close to her son.

Hua Ling'er just nodded her head, turned around and walked to the next room.

Ye Bo followed in, and she just took out her pajamas from the box and was about to take a bath.

When she turned around and saw Ye Bo, she froze for a moment with a very calm expression.

"Mr. President, I'm going to take a shower."

The meaning of these words couldn't be more obvious, to drive her away.

The cigarette in Ye Bo's hand was gone, he slightly curled the corners of his lips, and stepped closer to her.

"Not only my son misses you, but I also miss you very much."

While talking, he raised his big hand with well-defined bones, and caressed her delicate face. Why can she be so beautiful?

Although she has short hair, she is full of femininity, charming and attractive.

Hua Ling'er raised her hand to take his hand, "Mr. President, please respect yourself."

A certain man was not very happy. The girl came in and only thought about her son. She hugged him and kissed him again and again, but she didn't even look at him.

His big hands pinched her chin, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Hua Ling'er opened her eyes slightly and pushed him.

She never expected that the night fair would be like this, and she kissed him directly, and with such force, it hurt her a lot.

A certain woman was so painful that tears rolled in her eyes, but she couldn't cry, she couldn't be so ashamed to be kissed and cried by him.

She has been holding back, beating his chest with both hands, wanting him to let her go.