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

Children at this age are still very dependent on their mothers, and they all think that their mothers are the most beautiful women in the world.

Moreover, the child originally saw a scene of her on TV and decided to let the original owner be his mother. It must be because he thought Fang Qingqing was beautiful enough.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingqing couldn't help but touch her cheek. This face was actually pretty punchable.

But she forgot that Yun Sheng was not an ordinary child.

The smile on his face became gentler, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he adjusted his sitting posture to receive his son's praise, feeling happy in his heart.

The next second, a strange name blurted out from Xiao Naibao's mouth.

"Yuna!"

Fang Qingqing's face fell, "Who is that?"

"The heroine in "Final Fantasy X", the hero who saves humanity."

Fang Qingqing was stunned...

Fang Qingqing withdrew a beautiful woman.

"Children should not play this kind of fighting and killing game. What about the last child?"

"I don't like the color of his hair."

"Then what? You cut his hair?"

"No, I just looked at him for a while and he cried."

The little girl shrugged, expressing her helplessness.

Fang Qingqing was also helpless, "Then your expression when you look at him must be terrifying."

Mother and son communicated in the lounge for a long time without coming out. The teacher was impatient and the eyes of the three children were swollen from crying.

The teacher lingered outside the lounge for a long time, hesitating whether to knock on the door and go in. The mother of the child Yun Sheng looked a little abnormal. She wouldn't abuse the child in there, would she?

OMG!

They are the most luxurious and civilized kindergarten in the city. They must not physically punish children, even their parents.

Thinking like this, the teacher quickly opened the door and went in.

She saw a scene that she didn't expect.

On the sofa, a scene of a loving mother and a filial son is being played out.

Fang Qingqing held Yun Sheng's face with both hands, holding it so hard that her little face was squeezed into the shape of Crayon Shin-chan.

"Isn't this cute? It's not scary at all!" Fang Qingqing said seriously.

"Well, that's what you see."

Yun Sheng pouted, and her voice was soft and waxy, so cute that it made you want to kiss her.

The teacher's intrusion made Fang Qingqing give up this idea.

"Yun, Mrs. Yun..."

The teacher felt a little embarrassed and came in without knocking, which was reckless.

"Teacher, I have fully understood what happened today. My Yun Sheng did nothing wrong. I think maybe when you are teaching, you should strengthen the psychological quality education of the children. Children who cry can be given candy. , but a child who cries may not necessarily be right."

Fang Qingqing saw the teacher come in, holding Yun Sheng's hand, smiling like a delicate flower, and her voice was so gentle that it could make people sick.

The teacher's lips trembled, and he stared blankly at her lips parting slightly, blah blah blah...

How did you say such cold words in your 37-degree cherry mouth? Although, maybe, maybe what you said makes sense, but what about the crying child?

The children who go to school here all have extraordinary family backgrounds, and it just so happens that the parents of these three children are either celebrities or wealthy families, and she can't afford to offend any of them.

As for Yun Sheng, no one has seen his parents since he entered the kindergarten two years ago, and the kindergarten also keeps confidential the information of parents who do not want their names to be revealed.

There are very few people with the surname Yun, and the most famous one is undoubtedly the one who is unattainable in Beijing circles.

It's just that that person is still unmarried and has not heard any news of having a child.

This Yun Sheng, at most, can be regarded as a junior of which clan? Or maybe they just happen to have the same last name. As for the Mrs. Yun in front of me, I have never heard of her name in the circle of ladies in Kyoto.

The teacher had actually met the parents of the other three children, and she couldn't afford to offend any of them. If a child comes out of school with red eyes and her parents see her and question her, how will she explain?

"But Mrs. Yun, those three children are all crying because of little Yun Sheng!" The teacher said in an aggressive tone, wanting Fang Qingqing to show her attitude and at least let her take Yun Sheng to apologize to the other three children. .

"Then you go to coax the child? What are you doing here?"

Fang Qingqing gently stroked Yun Sheng's head, her beautiful little face was full of innocence, and she couldn't understand the teacher's words in a foreign voice.

"Mrs. Yun, let me tell you straight. The parents of those three children are prominent. If they see the children crying when they pick them up, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain..."

Fang Qingqing had a cute expression of sudden realization, "Oh, then you have to think carefully about how to explain it to them."

As he said that, he lowered his head and glanced at Yun Sheng, who was looking up at him in surprise:

"Our Yun Sheng was frightened today, so I took him home first. Goodbye, teacher!"

After that, she bent down and picked up the little breasts that still looked surprised, and strode out.

"You...Mrs. Yun...you can't leave..."

The teacher was anxious. Who could have expected that things would turn out like this.

Fang Qingqing had no intention of stopping at all. With her slender and tall body, she was holding a five-year-old baby without any effort.

On the high-end rainbow plastic runway, the beautiful figures and the slanting sunlight complement each other.

Xiao Yunsheng stared at Fang Qingqing's face the whole time, with a pair of deep black eyes like stars, as if she was thinking seriously.

However, when he looked at the stepmother seriously, Fang Qingqing's increasingly perverted smile gradually turned into disgust.

"Xiao Yunsheng, was the little stepmother cool just now?"

When she was about to leave the kindergarten, she suddenly felt so proud that she couldn't help herself.

"why?"

Xiao Yunsheng's pretty brows wrinkled.

"what why?"

Fang Qingqing was confused by his question.

"Why don't you criticize me and still protect me?"

Although he was young, he knew that most mothers would take their children to apologize to other children in this situation.

"You're right. Why did I criticize you? Protect you. Isn't that what I, a little stepmother, should do?"

Fang Qingqing said boldly.

"But they cried..." Xiao Naibao had doubts about his own judgment for the first time, but he didn't know that the little stepmother he personally selected has a brain circuit that is almost the same as his.

"That's because they are weak and it has nothing to do with you."

The two of them were talking and had already left the kindergarten. Because she was walking too fast, Fang Qingqing's randomly tied hair fell apart. She simply removed the rubber band and shook her hair to let it fall freely.

Xiao Yunsheng's beautiful eyebrows were curved, the corners of her lips were raised, and her soft little hands passed under her hair without leaving a trace and hugged her neck.

Fang Qingqing was stunned.

Afraid of surprising the child who had just softened up, he quickened his pace and walked towards the shared bicycle he had just parked here.

In a place like this, no one rides the shared bicycles even if they are parked for a whole day.

Hey, this feels so good.

Fang Qingqing put Yun Sheng in the basket in front of the bicycle, scanned the code and left.

"Are you sure you want me to sit here?"

Yun Sheng is picked up and dropped off by a limited-edition luxury car every day. When has he ever ridden a bicycle? It’s also a shared bike, bike basket! ! !