The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

The two of them had a fuss in the car for a while, and Xiao Yunsheng was so amused by Fang Qingqing that she couldn't stop giggling.

I made a lot of money today, and my little stepmother came to pick him up in person, which is really a happy thing.

After playing for a while, Fang Qingqing felt calm.

She looked at the cute little baby and put her hand softly on his head. Her eyes were deep and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Maybe he was remembering his past self, maybe he was worried about his future, in short, he had mixed emotions.

Xiao Yunsheng looked at her bottomless eyes and was slightly stunned.

"Little stepmother, do you have any other wishes?"

If he can't satisfy his little stepmother's desire to stop himself from becoming a hacker, he has to do something else to make up for it. He can't be too unkind. This is what his father taught him.

Fang Qingqing turned around, pulled up her clothes and sat up straight, half-squinting her eyes and said lazily:

"Be a wealthy lady worth tens of billions comfortably, spend money, have fun, and live to be a hundred years old."

When Xiao Yunsheng heard this, his expression returned to his serious look.

He lowered his head and picked up his phone watch, clicked on his overseas account, counted the numbers on it one by one with his little finger, and finally let out a long sigh:

It's only over a billion, far from tens of billions.

It seems that he will take more orders and make more money in the future, so that he can fulfill this little wish of his little stepmother.

The two arrived home soon.

Xiao Yunsheng saw that Fang Qingqing seemed to be asleep, so he made a "shh" gesture to the driver and told him to get out of the car. He took out the blanket from behind, covered Fang Qingqing, and then continued to play with his phone and watch.

Fang Qingqing did not sleep peacefully. In these short few minutes, her dreams flashed back to her past life like a revolving door.

Those bloody battles, those teammates who died tragically in the mission, those cliffs where I risked jumping one by one, those countless battles of wits and courage with the enemy on the verge of life and death...

The days of walking on the edge of a knife made her life fulfilling, righteous and full of national loyalty. But at the same time, she was also experiencing constant loss and disability, which made her feel the fear of death.

Suddenly, there was a soft touch on her face, which woke her up.

Opening his eyes, an exquisite little face appeared in front of him.

"Little stepmother, why are you crying?"

Xiao Yunsheng's voice was soft and gentle.

"Ah? Are you crying?"

She raised her hand and swiped it on her cheek. She didn't know that what happened in her dream actually made her cry.

"Are you home? Come on, go home for dinner."

She quickly adjusted her mood, opened the door and got out of the car, picked up her little breasts and went home.

Yun Sheng's small face was full of worry. He looked at Fang Qingqing's side face blankly, raised his little hand, and rubbed the top of her head.

Then he hugged Fang Qingqing's neck with both hands, and put her little face softly on his shoulder, looking like a well-behaved and docile kitten.

As soon as the two of them entered the house, Yunyan arrived at the back.

"Sir, Madam, you are all back. Dinner is still being prepared. It will be ready soon."

When Butler Liu saw someone coming in, he stepped forward to take Xiao Yunsheng's schoolbag and stood at the door to watch the three people changing their shoes report.

"It doesn't matter, I bought a cake, let's eat this first."

Yun Yan's attractive world-weary eyes looked very soft today, and even his voice was a bit softer.

A flash of surprise flashed in the butler's eyes, and he soon understood.

He immediately said with a smile on his face: "Okay."

Little Yun Sheng lay on Fang Qingqing's shoulder, looking at Yun Sheng's innocent smile, as if he was trying to make up for what he had done today and being discovered by his father.

After spending so much time with his son, Yun Yan naturally knew what his smile meant.

However, as long as his son smiles, it is something worthy of celebration and happiness. He raised his hand and touched his head.

Neither father nor son spoke, but they both knew what this touch meant.

"Little stepmother, please let me down. I'll change my shoes myself."

Xiao Yunsheng was forgiven by Yun Yan, which made her happy again.

"it is good."

Fang Qingqing originally planned to help him change, but now she didn't have to do it herself. She directly put him down and changed into her own slippers.

"Thank you for your hard work today. I bought a cake and let's eat together."

Yun Yan spoke up, saying this to Fang Qingqing.

Fang Qingqing lowered her head and saw a very delicate eight-inch cake in his hand, with a row of cherries on top, which was her favorite flavor.

"Is there anything worth celebrating?"

Fang Qingqing looked at him puzzled.

There had just been a cake controversy, and I always felt weird eating cake now.

"It's not a special day, I just thought you might like it, so I bought it."

Yun Yan said truthfully.

Asking him to say something to make up for the fact that you didn't eat the delicious cake, he really couldn't say it.

"Little stepmom, dad must think that we were not happy eating the cake before, and he wants to make up for the regret that we didn't get to eat the cake, right dad?"

Yun Yan's stunningly handsome face paused for a moment, and finally looked at Fang Qingqing sincerely and said:

"Shengsheng is right, that's what I mean."

Fang Qingqing shrugged and said indifferently: "Okay."

"Dad, stepmother promised to eat cake together, hurry up!"

Xiao Yunsheng raised his head, took Yun Yan's other hand, quickly followed Fang Qingqing's footsteps, and the family walked to the dining room.

"Wash your hands first."

Fang Qingqing suddenly turned around to give instructions, and those one large and one small who were following very close almost bumped into her.

Fortunately, Yun Yan's core strength was strong and he was forced to stop.

"That must!"

"That must!"

One big one and one small one all answered in unison and obediently.

Fang Qingqing couldn't help but smile. Her eyes swept over Yun Yan's slightly unnaturally handsome face, and her mind wandered slightly. Is this man trying to show his affection for her?

The three of them washed their hands and returned to the dining table. Yun Yan took off his suit jacket, revealing the black vest and shirt he was wearing on his upper body. He rolled up his sleeves and started cutting the cake.

It's just cutting a cake, but it's already a dignified and elegant look.

He cut the piece with the cherry pulp into the largest size and placed it directly in front of Fang Qingqing.

"Try it first. This is the craftsmanship of a very famous pastry chef in France. There was a dessert competition in Kyoto recently. He is a judge here. I specially ordered someone to make it for him."

Very casually, Yun Yan told Fang Qingqing the origin of the cake.

She thought it was just an ordinary cake in a cake shop, but she didn't expect it to be so unusual, so she had to give it a try. Fang Qingqing picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece and put it in her mouth, tasting it carefully.

Xiao Yunsheng also got her own piece of cake, but she didn't eat it. She stared at Fang Qingqing's movements very seriously, and even couldn't help but open her mouth when she opened her mouth.

Yun Yan, too, was not in a hurry to eat by himself, and quietly watched Fang Qingqing eat first.

Seeing that Fang Qingqing didn't speak for a long time after eating, the father and son asked in unison: "How does it taste?"