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

"Uncle bullies people."

Lao Gao had a small pout, muttered Miaomiao, and his round eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

Wen Rufeng raised his eyebrows and pinched the little guy's plump cheeks angrily, "Am I bullying you?"

If he really wanted to bully this little fat kid, she wouldn't be so stable now.

Miaomiao snorted, not caring about that much, and lost her temper angrily: "It's just bullying!"

Miaomiao is still a baby, can't you let Miaomiao do it?

Wen Rufeng: "..."

One big one and one small one stared at each other, stunned and refusing to let anyone go.

The little cub was very stubborn. One of his fists was clenched hard, like an angry little cream puff, and his cheeks were bulging.

Helpless, Wen Rufeng finally backed down with a soft voice: "Okay, don't be angry, okay? It's uncle's fault."

If he didn't back down, he was afraid that the little brat would get angry at him.

Wen Rufeng wondered why the little one was so angry.

Miaomiao said she had a bad temper, but she was really easy to coax. When Wen Rufeng took a step back, the little boy didn't delay. He immediately raised his chin proudly and said awkwardly: "Since uncle Having said so, Miaomiao will forgive you."

Who told Miaomiao to be a generous little baby?

Like children playing house, the two got back together smoothly.

Glancing at the guys who were staring at him, Wen Rufeng said to Miaomiao: "Okay, it's getting late. We can't delay my aunts and uncles from going home and saying goodbye to them."

After hearing Wen Rufeng's words, the group, who thought they could take the opportunity to spend more time with Miaomiao, immediately became anxious.

Zhou Zhou hurriedly raised his hands: "President, I, I'm not in a hurry to go home."

"Yes, I'm not in a hurry either."

Others followed suit.

Who would want to go home if he could stay with Miaomiao for a while longer.

"Besides, we don't have any aircraft here, and we can't hit the aircraft here, so why not..."

The meaning is self-evident.

But Wen Rufeng was not easy to fool. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at the steward next to him: "How can this be done? Steward, call a few drivers over and send the person back."

It’s just aircraft, but the Wen family still has plenty of them.

The housekeeper nodded slightly under the heartbroken gazes of the crowd, tapped his computer to send the message, and soon saw several of the latest aircraft sliding down in front of him from a short distance away.

"Go up." Wen Rufeng raised her chin to several people, "Miaomiao, say goodbye."

Miaomiao waved her little hand and smiled sweetly: "Goodbye, aunts, goodbye, uncles~"

A few people could only reluctantly get on the aircraft, still looking eagerly at the little guy outside through the glass window.

Miaomiao turned to look at Wen Rufeng in confusion: "Uncle, everyone seems not very happy. Auntie's expressions are all like this."

As he spoke, he pulled his chubby face with his little hands and made a cute face.

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Wen Rufeng: "..."

"You're wrong."

Wen Rufeng took away the cub's hand that was pulling her face and walked briskly into the mansion.

Finally no one wasted any time sucking their babies.

After working all day, I have to say that Wen Rufeng was really thinking about this little kid all the time, for fear that the little guy would be unhappy.

"How was your day at home?"

Wen Rufeng lowered his head and asked Miaomiao.

In fact, Wen Rufeng would watch Miaomiao's real-time broadcast whenever he had time all day long. The housekeeper would report every aspect of the little guy's affairs to him in detail, but even so, Wen Rufeng would still ask Miaomiao personally.

Listening to Miaomiao herself, it is always different from what others convey.

Just as he was about to tell Wen Rufeng that he had seen the cub correctly, he was distracted by this question. The cub was confused for a while, and then bit his finger and began to recall today's itinerary.

"Miaomiao ate two bowls of glutinous rice. The housekeeper also made delicious biscuits and played on the slide."

Pointing to two fleshy fingers, the cub opened its two round eyes brightly.

"Huh? That's all?"

"I forgot about others."

The child with a small brain capacity thought hard for two minutes, then shook his head and said.

Miao Miao's head can only remember a little bit.

"You should also bring the wonderful little bench."

Passing by the door, Miaomiao did not forget her favorite little bench.

The little bunny doll was placed neatly on the small bench by Miaomiao. It was inexplicably cute.

Wen Rufeng obediently bent down and picked up the small stool, her rabbit ears bouncing as she walked.

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The next morning.

Wen Rufeng, who was still asleep, felt a vague feeling of wetness in her chest.

?

As soon as he opened his eyes, the soft face of the cub appeared in front of him.

The little guy was lying softly on his chest, his little mouth was red and rosy, and he squirmed from time to time, as if he was eating something delicious. The baby fat on his cheeks was squeezed out into a round arc, and the sun shone through the glass window. On the bed, Wen Rufeng could clearly see the tiny fluff on the cub's cheeks.

It's plush and fluffy, like a pink and sweet peach.

Of course, the premise of all this is that this little peach doesn't wet the bed.

Feeling that the water stain was slowly expanding, Wen Rufeng's face turned dark and he poked the sleeping baby.

Feeling someone poking her, Miao Miao was unhappy, buried her head in her arms, and continued to sleep.

"Miao Miao!"

Wen Rufeng shouted.

However, the little guy's sleep quality is so good that he can't wake up no matter how much he screams.

But the clothes were all wet. You couldn't sleep with wet clothes. The old father had no choice but to admit defeat. He got up and took the sleeping little boy to the toilet to clean him.

Probably because the movement was a bit big, Miaomiao opened her eyes in confusion.

"What's wrong uncle?"

The tone is innocent and naive.

What else?

Wen Rufeng gritted her teeth and gently pinched the baby's breasts, pointing to the wet patch on her chest.

"Who did this?"

Seeing the map on his uncle's chest, the little boy who was the instigator shook his head ignorantly, "I don't know."

With a roll of his dark eyes, the little boy had a bold idea. He put his hands on his hips and said boldly: "Uncle, are you drooling in your sleep?"

After saying that, he covered his mouth in disgust and said seriously: "Hey, uncle, you are an adult, why are you still drooling?"

It's so wonderful that even the children will drool.

The old father who failed to ask but was slapped down laughed angrily and pointed at the little boy's wet pants.

"See for yourself who did it."

Miaomiao lowered her head and met her eyes with wet pants.

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"You wet the bed."

The devil whispers in his ears.

Miaomiao looked up and saw Wen Rufeng's smiling face, her fair and tender face turned red.

"Miaomiao..." The little kid was confused. He didn't know what to do. He could only hold on and say, "Miaomiao is still a baby and can wet the bed."

Damn it, so embarrassing!

Miaomiao, a child with strong self-esteem, looks calm on the outside, but is already crying on the inside.