Fast forward to two and a half years old: The villain boss is obsessed with raising cubs

The audience in the live broadcast room clearly heard what Wen Rufeng said about fooling the stupid cub.

The audience felt pity and love for the little silly boy as he crossed his fat waist in contentment.

[Idiot Miaomiao, he is lying to you. 】

【Big courage! The male nanny actually dared to lie to our good little boy! 】

While scolding Wen Rufeng for not being a good person, he kept taking screenshots and saving them, intending to make them into screensavers.

Finally, under Miaomiao's soft and hard massage, Wen Rufeng still did as Miaomiao thought. She curled up a pair of conspicuous long legs with difficulty and slid down the slide in an extremely awkward posture.

Once upon a time, Wen Rufeng could not be so embarrassed.

But seeing the little guy clapping his hands excitedly, Wen Rufeng's helplessness finally turned into a faint smile.

"It's okay now."

Reaching out and rubbing Miaomiao's round head, the old father asked patiently and gently.

Miaomiao raised her chubby face and hummed softly, pretending to be arrogant: "It's not bad~"

The petite and smug appearance immediately caused a barrage of carnival.

[Oooh, help, Miaomiao is too cute, I really want to sit down and die. 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! 】

After playing like crazy for who knows how long, the energetic little guy finally got tired of playing and couldn't even open his eyes. He lay on the carpet in a daze, his whole body lying softly, his soft belly pressed against the blanket.

The cub's white and tender cheeks were rosy, as if he had dreamed of something delicious. His red mouth squirmed twice, and he wore a sweet smile that could make anyone's heart melt.

Wen Rufeng smiled knowingly, picked up the sleeping little guy from the ground, and carefully placed Miaomiao's head next to his neck.

"Sir, I will take care of Miss Miaomiao. You can go and rest first."

The butler stood guard at the door and came forward at the right time.

Wen Rufeng took a step back to avoid the butler's hand: "No, I will do it myself."

Wen Rufeng was always unwilling to lie to others about Miao Miao's matters.

"Well……"

Disturbed by the small movements, the sleeping cub pouted, frowned and made a childish sound.

Wen Rufeng slowed down and subconsciously weighed the heavy, solid glutinous rice balls in his arms, coaxing softly: "Baby, be good, be good, go to sleep."

Amid the man's gentle coaxing, the little guy's eyebrows stretched, he put his fingers into his mouth, his mouth squirmed unconsciously, and then he fell into a sweet sleep.

Wen Rufeng couldn't help lowering her eyes, curling the corners of her lips, and nuzzled the little guy's cheek affectionately with the tip of her nose.

So cute, his little boy.

The viewers in the live broadcast room watched this action with a mixture of love and hate, and their eyes were filled with envy.

[Damn it, why can’t I hug Miaomiao. 】

[It’s not fair, I also want to have a post with Miaomiao. 】

The barrage erupted again like a blowout, and the suspended live broadcast ball flashed with a running green light. Only then did Wen Rufeng notice the live broadcast room, and stretched out his white and slender hand to grab the live broadcast ball.

The screen suddenly went black, and by the time the audience agreed to come over, the live broadcast room had already been closed.

???

what's the situation?

[Where is the cub? Where is my cub? ! Male nanny...ah, brother, come back quickly, bring the cub back quickly! ! ! 】

The audience was hoarse and barraged wildly, trying to save the situation.

However, the screen has disappeared, and the audience can only see the sudden barrage and the ferocious face of themselves through the black screen.

On the other side, Wen Rufeng casually flipped through the background. Looking at the surge in the number of private messages, he shrugged and did not take it to heart, but gently put the little guy on the bed.