Nouveau riche love story

It is said that the daughter is the little angel of the father, which is not false at all.

After Chen Jingan felt that her life was blocked by a mountain, the lovely Shang Jiujiu pushed her one-and-a-half-year-old brother to stand in front of Chen Jingan, and said solemnly: "Daddy, why haven't Zhuangzhuang and I not seen each other for several days?" Did you see Dad?"

Chen Jing'an felt a little sorry for the child.

"Did you miss Dad? I'll call him soon and let Dad come to see you. "

Shang Jiujiu held his apple head on his head, seeing the truth of the matter with a glance like a little adult.

"Daddy, are you the one who made Dad angry?"

Chen Jing'an's hand, which was constantly beating eggs in order to make a small cake for his daughter, paused slightly, and then nodded slightly reluctantly after a long time.

Jiujiu was wearing a beautiful floral dress, sitting on a small bench with her arms around her shoulders and solemnly said: "Then why doesn't daddy go coax daddy?"

Frustrated, Chen Jingan added high-gluten flour to the beaten eggs, and whispered, "I haven't figured out how to coax it yet."

The little girl held her chubby cheeks and raised her chin and said, "It was said on TV, if you want to kiss and hug and hold you high, you'll be coaxed~"

"Really?" Chen Jing'an's eyes lit up, and he asked his son and daughter for advice.

Shang Jiujiu nodded resolutely, Chen Zhuangzhuang was so busy chewing on the calculator that he didn't have the time to talk to him.

Chen Jing'an simply imitated her daughter's appearance, leaned over with her cheeks on her hands and asked, "Then what if your father won't let me hug and hold you high?"

"Daddy, grandma said that the domineering presidents in the TV series are all forced to hug and hold them high. But you must apologize afterwards and have a correct attitude."

Chen Jing'an listened in a daze, trying to absorb the magic weapon of love that the six-year-old girl said.

Shang Jiujiu tapped her toes, "Daddy, don't forget about my little cake~ It must be soft, sweet, and different from other children~"

Sitting in the stroller, Chen Zhuangzhuang echoed his elder sister, "I want ~ I want a plate ~"

As soon as the little girl heard that her brother wanted a plate, she quickly got off the stool and brought her father's high-end keyboard to her brother.

The strong little baby immediately smiled when he hugged something he liked.

When other people's children are playing with plush toys, Chen Zhuangzhuang's daily life is to chew on the calculator and play with the keyboard.

Later, when other people's children were still playing with cars and Barbie dolls, Chen Zhuangzhuang's children had already started to play puzzles.

Of course, Chen Jing'an doesn't have the heart to pay attention to this right now, his big baby is the most important thing.

It was late at night, and Zhang Song was driving around in a bar street. The co-pilot was sitting in a sleepy Shang Xiaochen. This man didn't know what kind of temper he had with his guy. When he came to look for him, it was With such a half-dead look, feeding him some delicious food will make him a little better.

After eating and drinking enough, he turned into a dead look without desires and desires.

He hadn't thought of bringing a good woman and man to the bar, it was Shang Xiaochen's own request.

Zhang Song has always been a caring person, so he didn't want to refute his best friend's request, so he took him to a house he often visited.

I think back when they just came out of school, let alone going into the bar, at most they just glanced at the door of the bar, and then they instinctively rejected them.

After a few years, Zhang Song felt that he had fallen, and now he wanted to stab himself in the bar when he saw it.

In a bar, beautiful waitresses and handsome waiters shuttle among various customers.

The entry of a figure caused the waiter who was smiling and rolling his eyes to shine brightly in his eyes. He trotted a few steps and almost flew towards him.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, you haven't been here for a long time."

Shang Xiaochen glanced at the snake-faced waiter with big butt and long legs hanging on Zhang Song, and all the hairs on her body stood up.

Zhang Song has long been used to this kind of scene, so he dragged the waitress's butt and patted it lightly.

"Get off me first, I have business to do today."

The waitress was obviously familiar with Zhang Song, she twisted her buttocks and said coquettishly, "Brother Zhang, there is nothing serious about coming here, how many people are needed, I will ask a few sisters to come and accompany him."

As she spoke, her eyes, which were painted with glittering eyeshadow, kept glancing at Shang Xiaochen, with a hint of seduction.

Shang Xiaochen smiled slightly, he knew why Zhang Song was still a bachelor by himself.

Originally, I was quite sorry for my brother, but I didn't expect that he would not find a tree, and he would not be idle like a butterfly among the flowers and green grass.

"Don't call anyone today, I'll just drink some wine and see you next time."

Seeing that Zhang Song really didn't mean anything, the waitress had no choice but to get down from his arms reluctantly, feeling regretful, "Well, let's make an agreement, Brother Zhang will come to see me next time."

"Okay." Zhang Song agreed.

He already had some good looks. He was more than 1.8 meters tall, his body was straight, and he didn't have the middle-aged beer belly. Under the dim light, he looked even more tall and heroic.

He took Shang Xiaochen to the bar, ordered two glasses of low-alcohol fruit wine, and drank it first.

Compared with saving face, Zhang Song pays more attention to propriety, he is playing for fun, but he is extremely cautious.

The loud drumbeats, the smell of perfume emanating from the bodies of men and women, and the colorful and constantly flashing lights filled the ears, nose, and eyes. Shang Xiaochen really didn't like such an environment, but he insisted on sitting with Zhang Song Drink in small sips.

Zhang Song hadn't thought of coming to such a place today to have fun, so he just stayed with this young gentleman, watching his face, waiting for instructions.

There is often an indescribable fate between people, just like him and Shang Xiaochen.

Brother Tie's affection, he can see what kind of thoughts Shang Xiaochen has in his eyes.

If the wine can stop today, it will be a disaster. He will know when he stepped into this bar that if Chen Jing'an doesn't come out within an hour, he will write Zhang Song's name backwards.

What Shang Xiaochen said at his house earlier, if you want to break up with Chen Jingan and make a clean break, that is farting.

When he said this, and Zhang Song heard it this way, if he really took it seriously, then he was really stupid!

Zhang Song swayed his legs along with the drum music, while looking at his fingers to count the time.

Just when Shang Xiaochen was leaning against a good-looking boy and chatting happily, Chen Jing'an rushed in from the door, grabbed Shang Xiaochen's wrist, and dragged him out.

Shang Xiaochen himself struggled quite fiercely.

Zhang Song drank the wine in his glass, it seems that his night has just begun.