Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Zhixi sighed quietly and touched his face: I'm not willing to let it go either...

Humph, I don't believe it! You heartless woman, you don't love me at all. In fact, I wasn't born by you at all! The little boy was still angry, picking at her sweater in retaliation, and soon Cut out a line from her sweater.

Zhixi reluctantly pulled her son's hand off, thought for a while and said, Xiaobao, your father... needs you more.

Don't call me Xiaobao! He jumped three feet high, and all the hair on his body exploded. Call me Gu Weiwu! What Xiaobao, it sounds so ugly!

Zhixi put on a negotiating tone: If you go to your father's place, your father will definitely name you...

Then my name is He Weiwu! He rolled his eyes, Anyway, don't call me Xiaobao!

When you go out and call Xiao Bao, eight out of ten will turn around and two will call you Bao Bao!

It sounds awful.

Gu Zhixi's face darkened, and she poked his head: Do you think He Weiwu sounds good? You might as well, sir!

He said proudly: Then my name will be Uncle Mighty!

Gu Zhixi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she picked him up and said, Let's go, let's have breakfast first.

What are you doing after breakfast? He nestled in her arms with a look of distrust on his face, Are you going to secretly throw me to daddy? I tell you, if you do this, I will go find daddy immediately. Ten or eight little wives will make you mad!

Gu Zhixi slapped him on the butt: Do you still want to see the lover of your dreams?

Hmph... He raised his chin proudly.

Zhixi placed her son at the dining table, tied a scarf around his neck, and then put the spoon into his hand: Eat well, if you dare to eat everywhere, I will take you back to country S immediately.

You know how to threaten me... He picked up the spoon, scooped out a spoonful of egg custard, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth, his two short legs swaying, and his eyes looking around restlessly.

What are you looking at again? Zhixi stared at him.

I want to listen to a song... He spoke in a longer tone, with a look of grievance on his face.

Zhixi stroked her eyebrows helplessly, took out her mobile phone, found Lu Qixi's latest album, and clicked to play. Soon, a clear and ethereal female voice sounded in the room.

The mighty uncle suddenly smiled and rolled his eyes, eating the egg custard with a happy face.

Lu Qixi is the most famous singer in the Chinese music scene in the past two years. The new queen has won a large number of fans with her unique temperament and ethereal voice. The little guy is one of them. If she hadn't used Lu Qixi as bait during this trip , this damn boy may not be willing to come.

Because he always felt that she would throw him into the He family and refuse to have him.

Actually...it's right for her son to be so worried, because she did have this idea several times.

If his son was with him, he wouldn't be lonely, right?

But……

Looking at the little guy with a fair and tender face opposite her, her heart seemed to be blocked by something. How could she hold on if she was separated from her son?

She poked at the porridge in the bowl, feeling more confused than ever before.

I've finished eating! The little guy opposite suddenly said, threw away the spoon, and walked to get off the table with his short legs.

Zhixi was startled and quickly stood up and walked over to help him: You are moving again! What should I do if you fall?

Uncle Mighty will not fall down so easily! He shook his head.