Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Leng Yichen put An Xiaojing on the bed, and moved very carefully, completely sweeping away An Xiaojing's previous dissatisfaction and complaints towards him.

An Xiaojing also became a little more obedient. Although she still had what Yu Zhenhuan said in her head, she tried her best to let herself go and not think about that matter.

The night gradually came up, An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, Leng Yichen had already gone to the company. When An Xiaojing went downstairs, she saw Xiao Li was still eating at the dining table, and remembered that he didn't need to go to the Children's Palace today.

This is also good, if I stay at home alone, I will still think wildly, so it is better for my son to be with me at home.

When An Xiaojing approached the dining table, Xiao Li turned and looked at her.

"Mommy!!"

An Xiaojing smiled, but felt a little guilty in her heart.

In the child's heart, don't you like to stay in bed?

No, this kind of image must never exist again, and I will firmly establish a good image in the hearts of my children in the future.

"Little Li, is breakfast delicious?"

An Xiaojing's son.

Xiao Li has already drank a large glass of milk.

The eggs and ham on his plate were also wiped out in half.

An Xiaojing is particularly envious of the system where her son can eat without gaining weight.

"Delicious, Mommy, this is delicious."

Xiao Li pointed to a plate of fruit salad and gave it to An Xiaojing.

Then put a few pieces on An Xiaojing's plate.

An Xiaojing laughed at her son for being so sensible.

In fact, the back kitchen at home always cooks in Western style.

Because Leng Yichen and Leng Chenxi had stayed abroad for a while before.

During those years, Leng Yichen gradually developed a westernized taste.

However, every time he cooks, Leng Yichen still cooperates with respect.

He also boasted that his cooking was delicious.

But Leng Yichen felt sorry for himself.

When An Xiaojing cooks a meal once, Leng Yichen will tell her not to cook again next time.

Leng Yichen was afraid that An Xiaojing's hands would be cut while chopping vegetables, and the oil in the frying pan would splash on her body.

In short, Leng Yichen was afraid of too many accidents.

But An Xiaojing is prone to accidents.

"Xiao Li, let's play together later, shall we?"

How much An Xiaojing wanted to spend all her time with her children.

It's rare for my son not to go to the Children's Palace today.

"kindness!!"

Xiao Kai nodded heartily.

An Xiaojing opened the gifts brought by those who came to visit Xiaoli in the villa before.

In addition to many toys, there are also some novelties that develop intelligence.

Just like that sand painting.

An Xiaojing and Xiaoli each took out one.

What Xiaoli wanted to finish was Conan, and what An Xiaojing took was Chibi Maruko.

The two began to play seriously.

But Xiao Li is very clever, and quickly put together the sand drawing in his hand.

Even faster than An Xiaojing's movements.

An Xiaojing was helpless, who made her son so smart?

My own mother has no prestige in front of her son at all.

that tear.

However, Xiaoli didn't have any proud thoughts.

Also came to help An Xiaojing draw her sand painting.

This stuff is not too difficult.

Just outline the outline of the character in black.

Then paint it with sand according to the color of the clothes that the cartoon character already has, and you're done.

When An Xiaojing's sand painting was finished, Xiao Li was even happier than doing it herself.

An Xiaojing kissed her son hard on the face.

This son is so cute.

An Xiaojing's mood also completely improved.

The two of them got tired of playing and started cooking again.

An Xiaojing and her son made a super big love cake together.

Fortunately, the oven at home is relatively large.

Can put down this big pie completely.

It was Xiaoli's first time playing with this kind of thing, and the flour was covered in white patches on his little face.

An Xiaojing still finds it inexplicably funny seeing her son look so stupid now.

Soon, the hot cakes will be freshly baked.

"Mommy, let's save some for Daddy."

Xiao Li hurriedly said.

An Xiaojing nodded.

The son really is, thinking of his father all the time.

It made her, a mommy, a little jealous.

"Xiao Li always thinks of Daddy."

An Xiaojing sighed.

Leng Yichen is in the office of the Imperial Group, and he still has a pistol in his hand.

That was what Chengfeng found under the porch before.

Likewise, pills that restore memory have been found.

Those pills were almost diagnosed by Han Su as something that makes people lose their memory.

Leng Yichen looked at the gun in his hand, but couldn't think of any clues.

There were footsteps coming and going in the office one after another, Leng Yichen didn't even look up.

All his attention was drawn to the gun.

Chengfeng came in once, and went out again after reporting what he had investigated recently.

The clues are quite messy, but Leng Yichen feels that he can't connect these things together.

After that, he put the pistol in his bag and checked the time, it was already afternoon.

The last rays of winter sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Leng Yichen also stood up from his chair.

Then took the straight ladder and walked to the garage.

On the way home, he bought a piece of cake at the dessert shop.

For son and wife.

When we arrived at the villa, when Leng Yichen saw An Xiaojing and Xiaoli, he felt much better.

Especially the smiling face on his son's face, and the way he ran over when he saw him from afar.

Leng Yichen admitted that he loves his son more and more.

"Daddy, Mommy and I made love pancakes, go eat them quickly."

Xiao Li shouted.

Leng Yichen kissed his son on the cheek.

An Xiaojing took out the things she and Xiao Li had made before.

Leng Yichen has never eaten this kind of cake, so of course he found it novel.

An Xiaojing quickly cut a piece for him.

"I made this with Mommy."

Xiao Li took the initiative to speak, as if waiting for Leng Yichen to praise himself.

Of course Leng Yichen was very cooperative with his son.

He felt that Xiaoli cared about him very much.

After all, it is his father.

"Xiaoli is so good, next time we will cook together as a family, let's cook delicious food together. Let's eat together."

Leng Yichen's tone became childish.

An Xiaojing watched from the side, dumbfounded.

"Okay!"

Xiaoli clapped his hands, and the whole person became excited.

In the end, he showed Leng Yichen his sand painting from this day.

"You like Conan?"

Leng Yichen asked.

"Well, Conan is very smart, I like it!"

Xiaoli replied.

Just as smart as Xiao Li.

Leng Yichen looked at his son and smiled.

I remember that when he was a child, he also liked Conan the most.

The results of it?

He already has children, and Conan is still a kindergarten kid.

After dinner, Leng Yichen played with his son for a while, Xiao Li gradually became sleepy, An Xiaojing sent him upstairs to sleep.