wealthy male nanny

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Li Sifan repeated Liang Xuan's words in a daze, his heart, which had been half cold just now, completely sank to the bottom this time.

There is no cure!

"Sifan? What's wrong with you? Are you so out of shape? Is something wrong?"

Li Sifan had a sad expression on his face, he didn't want to care about anything or talk about his own affairs now, and it was not easy to refuse directly in front of Liang Xuan.

"Or what happened to your brother-in-law, Mr. Jing? Did you have a conflict with Sichen?"

"Why do you say that?" Now Li Sichen is a very sensitive existence to Li Sifan, no matter whether Liang Xuan said it or not, he will listen to it anyway.

"I just think they're kind of weird..."

"What's so strange?"

"Your sister and your brother-in-law never get along well, but Mr. Jing always gets along with you, isn't it strange?"

"I... I am his brother-in-law, and he is my brother-in-law!"

"Yeah, you are just a brother-in-law, and Sichen is his wife. Even if you are kissing, you can't kiss your own wife, right?"

"It's different. They are love, we are family..."

"Sifan, why are you so excited? Isn't this just casual chatting?"

"No, not excited."

"By the way, you didn't tell me when I asked you last time, who is your son's mother? Could it be a monkey grandson who jumped out of a crack in the rock?"

"You are right, my son is really Monkey King Monkey King!"

"..."

The mysterious atmosphere between the two was suddenly interrupted by Jing Weitian who was just playing around and getting angry with himself.

The little guy is so angry now, he pulls up his trousers and wears diapers, and the end result is that he can't put it on or take it off. He frowns his little eyebrows and yells. Si Fan didn't make any moves.

It didn't take long for Jing Weitian's little paws to tear apart the remote control car that Liang Xuan bought him.

Liang Xuan looked at the destructive little thing with disbelief on his face. Isn't this lethality too strong?

"Your son is too capable. To be honest, I might not even be able to take it apart..."

"You don't understand, every little angel is a master builder, let alone a toy car, I'm really not bragging for my son, if you give him a Ferrari, he will take it apart for you!"

"He let me redefine the biological thinking of a child!"

"I am very experienced now. Do you think he likes to play with educational blocks, cloth books, maracas, toy cars, and jigsaw puzzles? No, then you are wrong. He actually likes to tear roll paper, gnaw and take off shoes, and poke Socket, dig out rice... actually challenge your bottom line!"

"My sympathy for you, you are great!"

"Come, come, come, I just let you experience the feeling of being a father for free, it's so exciting!"

"Thank you for your kindness. I'll just take a look haha..."

"Look at him for me, don't let him come over, I'll go get his storage bucket."

"Oh, go, I'll look at him. Come on, handsome guy, come to uncle..."

Jing Weitian didn't know Liang Xuan well, so he didn't want to stay in his arms, Li Sifan just turned his head and he started chasing after Li Sifan.

Liang Xuan didn't let go, and hugged the child non-persistingly. He wanted Jing Weitian to get close to him, preferably the one who couldn't leave him, so that he could come here openly in the future.

What would a child know at that age?As long as he coaxes him a lot for a long time, he will definitely be able to buy him off.

Liang Xuan didn't understand what kind of creature a child was, so his thinking was childish and ridiculous.

The relationship between Jing Weitian and Li Sifan is like a bird that breaks out of its shell and whoever it sees at first sight is who it is.

Only Li Sifan can give Jing Weitian a sense of security and belonging, which even Jing Ye can't compare with.

If it was the next best thing, Jing Ye could still use it for a while, but if it came to Zhenzhang'er, it would definitely be difficult for anyone except Li Sifan.

Jing Weitian has quit, but Liang Xuan just doesn't let go, not only doesn't let go, but also hugs him, trying to play with Feifei.

With such a sudden hug and shake, he immediately made the little whale cry.

When Li Sifan came out with the child's storage bucket, Liang Xuan was swinging around with Jing Weitian in his arms.

Completely conditioned reflex, Li Sifan was not happy at that time, and now he pays attention to scientific feeding. If it is not the old thinking of the past, children's experts do not recommend swaying, it is easy to hurt the brain and cause a concussion.

It is okay to sway gently, but rushing up and down like a roller coaster like Liang Xuan is absolutely not!

"No, you can't tease the child like this, it's easy to hurt your brain. He doesn't recognize you, let me do it."

It's strange to say that Jing Weitianxia, ​​who was crying heart-piercingly the last second, burst into laughter the second he was in Li Sifan's arms.

There were two strings of teardrops hanging on his little face, and his mouth was covered with snot. Now he hugged Li Sifan's neck vigorously, and then poked Li Sifan's eyebrows with his little finger.

"Mom, you can hug it right away?"

"Well. I am a magic medicine, which specializes in treating all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases of the little boy."

"Aren't you going nowhere if he pesters you so much?"

"I used to be very troublesome when I was a child. Now it doesn't matter when I'm older, I can take him out together."

When Li Sifan was talking, Liang Xuan was looking up something on the Internet on his mobile phone, and soon he raised his head and said: "I think it's just you who take him by yourself. I can help you during this time, so that you don't have to worry about it." So tired."

Some of the chicken soup for the soul mentioned on the Internet are not all worthless, but the specific things depend on what kind of child they are.

Li Sifan did not disappoint Liang Xuan's good intentions, but he promised in his mouth but knew better than anyone else that even his own father was not good at it, let alone Liang Xuan's uncle.

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