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

"You're angry with me."

Wen Rufeng had no choice but to tell the story of the incident.

Yuan Yu looked at Wen Rufeng disapprovingly.

"That's what's wrong with you. Our little boy is so good-looking, how can you say such things about Miaomiao."

Of course His Majesty the Emperor dotes on Miaomiao unconditionally and condemns Wen Rufeng's abominable behavior.

"That's right, Your Majesty is right. Mr. Wen always makes Miaomiao unhappy. I don't think he can take good care of Miaomiao. How about me? I'm not like Mr. Wen. I have studied early childhood education by myself, so I can definitely take care of Miaomiao." Wonderful."

Mu Cheng took advantage of the opportunity and diligently stepped forward to promote himself, and even gave Wen Rufeng a provocative look.

Wen Rufeng's forehead jumped, and he glanced at Mu Cheng coldly, indicating that it was enough to stop.

Mu Cheng blinked innocently, his eyes that could attract anyone curved into crescent moons, looking sunny and... flamboyant.

But it also gives people an inexplicable coldness.

To hell with him, why would he leave after just one look at her?

The harmless-looking man thought viciously in his heart.

Not only was he not deterred by Wen Rufeng's eyes, Mu Cheng became more and more frustrated, pushing away the servant who was guarding Miaomiao and leaning against Miaomiao.

"Your clothes are so beautiful. How do you match them? Can you teach me?"

Mu Cheng said in an exaggerated tone.

Miao Miao's mind moved slightly when she heard the sound in her windbreaker.

I was always sad because what I wore didn't look good, but now I suddenly heard someone complimenting me on how good-looking I was. Don't worry, the little guy was in a wonderful mood.

That's right, Miaomiao is so powerful. Uncle must be lying if he says it doesn't look good.

Catching the signs of the little guy's heartbeat, Mu Cheng increased his intensity: "Miaomiao, you are great too. Unlike me, who wears tacky clothes and is always ostracized by others. It would be great if I could also learn from it." .”

He said this pitifully, like a pitiful little bullied person.

"really?"

The soft little milky sound finally came out.

A round head emerged from the windbreaker and looked at Mu Cheng curiously.

Mu Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, leaned over and nodded affirmatively: "Of course it's true."

"Come, let me hug you, okay?"

Miaomiao was doubtful, but finally opened her arms and hugged Mu Cheng.

"Little teacher Miaomiao, I won't bother you anymore."

Mu Cheng said solemnly.

Little teacher?

Impressed by the sudden address, Miaomiao's eyes immediately lit up and she looked at Mu Cheng with sparkling eyes.

"Miaomiao is the teacher?"

As if he couldn't believe it, the little guy pointed to his nose.

"Yeah, of course." As expected of a man who trained himself as a kindergarten teacher, Mu Cheng knows how to handle children.

No, the little guy has been inflated by the title "little teacher".

"Miaomiao will definitely teach uncle well."

Consciously taking over the heavy burden, the little fat boy's chest stood out.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mu Cheng is a good guy. He coaxes the children to do one thing after another. Do you want to learn from it? Otherwise, look at your bad mouth. You will make Miaomiao angry with every word. When the time comes, It’s not you who is sad.”

Yuan Yuchu touched Wen Rufeng's elbow and made a sincere suggestion.

Wen Rufeng pursed her lips and said nothing.

Before waiting for Wen Rufeng's response, Yuan Yu didn't take it seriously, thinking that this guy was refusing as usual, saying that he didn't like it.

However, within a few seconds, Yuan Yu suddenly felt something grabbing him.

?

As soon as Yuan Yu turned around, he saw Wen Rufeng's extremely familiar face.

"What kindergarten teacher course? Where did he take it?"

The old father asked awkwardly.