[Rebirth] The little milk bag of the sick and charming president is soft and delicious

The Yu family seems to have that paranoid energy in their bones, so when Yu Zeshen unreasonably dragged Mo Zhixi into his territory, Mr. Yu would only smile heartily.

Mo Zhixi blushed, he had never experienced a family atmosphere, so he was naturally a little embarrassed.

Like a shy deer, he tugged on Yu Zeshen's sleeve anxiously, then with a blushing face, he called grandpa and then papa.

When the Mo family took him out of the orphanage, they only allowed him to call uncle and aunt. He had never called such intimate words. From the beginning of their existence, those words carried the warmth that Mo Zhixi could not touch.

But this warmth, after being delayed for twenty years, was personally delivered to him by his Ah Shen.

At that moment, Mo Zhixi's eyes were hot, and he was about to lose face in front of Ah Shen's family.

"Xiaoxi, come, let grandpa see my little grandson." Mr. Yu Pinghan#哥#儿#全#理# One of his big wishes is to tease his grandchildren, but unfortunately, facing Yu Zeshen's ice cube face, Where would he do it.

Only a soft and soft grandson like Mo Zhixi won his old man's heart the most.

Mo Zhixi sat obediently, next to Mr. Yu, and peeled the apples on the fruit plate. He was clumsy and could peel more than half of them off.

But the advantage is that he is patient enough. Mo Zhixi can peel an apple slowly with one stroke, and Mr. Yu can also wait slowly, waiting for his good grandson to peel him an apple core to eat.

Yu Zeshen was so angry that he was about to die, he brought his Xi Baolai, did he send people here to peel apples?

On the side, Father Yu sat indifferently, looking at his phone as if he was working, but his peripheral vision kept falling on Mo Zhixi.

For the first half of his life, he loved his Awan with all his heart, gave his whole heart to his Awan, and neglected his Zeshen.

By the time he remembered to take care of his son, Yu Zeshen had already grown into a cold face, and he was no longer needed.

Yu Minhang looked at this new son, it was so soft and waxy, like a white bread, probably it would feel good when rubbed.

The relationship between Yu Zeshen and Yu Minhang is neither cold nor cold, not like a father and son, but more like strangers who have a little relationship.He had never known his father, nor had he bothered to.

But looking at it today, Yu Zeshen was a little surprised, he didn't expect his Xibao to be liked by bloggers like this, even his always cold-hearted father couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"My Xi Bao, how is it?" Yu Zeshen took the initiative to sit next to Yu Minhang for the first time, and said to his father with great enthusiasm.

As the saying goes, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

Thinking of when he was pestering his mother when he was a child, he would always be picked up by this man and beaten up, as if he was emitting a stench all over his body, and if he hugged his mother, he would defile her.

Now that he has Xibao, he can't help but put his Xibao in a place where this man can't touch it, where he can only see it, showing off every day.

It seems to be able to avenge the hatred of the year.

I have to say that possessive men always seem to have such an extremely childish side.When they possess the one they love, they can always do some childish behavior, which makes people laugh and cry.

Yu Minhang glanced at Yu Zeshen coldly, then silently looked away.However, after only holding back for a while, he couldn't help but look at the white bun.

He had never experienced the feeling of raising a child, as if that feeling had some magical power, he couldn't help but want to look away.

Take a look at this new good boy, struggling to peel an apple.

"Xi Bao." Yu Zeshen suddenly felt that his father, whom he didn't know very well, was looking at him like this, which was extremely pitiful.

"Huh? What's the matter, Ah Shen." Mo Zhixi stopped and looked up.

Yu Zeshen didn't speak, he just raised his head to signal, Mo Zhixi looked along the line of sight, and instantly understood Ah Shen's meaning.

Feelings, he is a soft cub, anyone who sees it wants to rua.

Mo Zhixi obediently stuffed the apple core into Yu Zeshen's hand, and then rushed to Yu Minhang's side, and he softly called out, "Father."

Yu Minhang couldn't change that cold face, it seemed like he had never lost Ah Wan, so his brows and eyes were cold like this.After being so cold for a long time, he forgot how to smile.

Mo Zhixi was not afraid of the patriarch whom he met for the first time, he could see the warmth hidden deep in that cold face.He was so close to Yu Minhang that he almost put his head on the back of the chair.

"Father." Mo Zhixi read again in a low voice, and when he finished, the tails of his eyes turned up, and his voice was so soft that it seemed like white flour steamed buns with too much yeast powder.

Yu Zeshen had to say that he was a little jealous.His Xi Bao never called his name softly like this, but he called his father first.

"Xiaoxi." Yu Minhang smiled stiffly, it would be better not to smile, it was strange to look at that cold face so forcefully.

"These are for you, you can use them to brush what you want to buy. This is also for you, it is something that my wife, the head of the Yu family, should have. There are also these, these, and those..."

Yu Minhang almost emptied himself of everything, and found five wallets, each of which contained a lot of cards.Mo Zhixi was startled when he saw those cards.

I'm afraid he threw all his belongings to him, and he will be forced to become rich overnight?

Mo Zhixi had never had tens of thousands of dollars in his hands, and now that such a large amount of money was in his hands, he was about to panic.

Especially, when Yu Minhang took off the bracelet from his wrist, Mo Zhixi jumped up from the chair in a panic, and then hid behind his Ah Shen.

"Father, I don't want it." Mo Zhixi said in a panic, he is just a poor milk bun, who has the ability to hold financial power.

He was afraid that he would be dazzled by wealth and become a prodigal son.

"I'll give you Xi Bao's pocket money, so you don't have to worry about it."

Yu Zeshen patted his Xi Bao, this boy's eyes were shining, but his paws were timid, he loves money, but he only loves Ah Shen's money.

"Then put this on." Yu Minhang regretted in his heart, his good son should get all the treasures, and he even felt that the pile of things in front of him was very little.

If possible, he can pack the Yu family and give it to his good son, as long as this soft white flour steamed bun can come to show him every day.

The bracelet of Mrs. Yu's head is very simple, the color of bronze, but it is full of emeralds.

When it was usually worn on Yu Minhang's hand, Yu Zeshen only felt that this bracelet was so old-fashioned no matter how you looked at it.

However, when his Xi Bao wore it, the bronze color combined with the clear texture, when it swayed between the white and tender wrists, it looked very good.

I have to say that Yu Zeshen did it with double standards, and it was extremely handy.What kind of double standard is there for him, it is clearly Xi Baosheng who looks great in everything he wears.

"Put it on, it looks great." Yu Zeshen stopped Xi Bao from taking off the bracelet.

Wearing it like this, every time Xi Bao shakes his hand and the bracelet shakes, it seems to shake in Yu Zeshen's heart.

"It looks better than some people wear it." Yu Zeshen said again, that look really shameless.

Yu Minhang's face darkened when he heard the words, he really was a son he had never raised, and his words were so unpleasant.It's not as good as his good son, the white flour steamed buns are soft and glutinous, and they look very good-looking.

"Thank you dad."

Mo Zhixi likes Yu Minhang very much, he has never experienced the feeling of a father.

That kind of warmth is like nestling next to the stove in winter, listening to the bubbling of the stove while gnawing sweet potatoes on the heating.

Roasted sweet potatoes, it's delicious just thinking about it.

Yu Minhang touched Mo Zhixi's head, the touch under his palm was fluffy and soft, and it didn't feel prickly at all.

"As long as Xiaoxi likes it. If you like it, Dad will ask someone to send you some more. Change one every day, and don't feel bad if it breaks." Yu Minhang said.

Yu Zeshen had never seen such a side of Yu Minhang.In front of him, Yu Minhang was a cold-faced patriarch, from childhood to adulthood, there were only a handful of things this person had ever said to him.

Most likely, when he was pestering his mother, he was picked up by this man and beaten up, and then thrown to the housekeeper to let him stay cool.

Sure enough, he, Yu Zeshen, was so ugly that he couldn't catch his father's eyes.

Yu Zeshen has long passed the age of grief and injustice, and now his heart is set on Mo Zhixi, and he doesn't care how indifferent and cruel Yu Minhang treats him.

Perhaps because of having his own Xi Bao, this father whom he had been looking forward to for a long time didn't care if he was good to him or not.As long as someone loves his Xibao, he is also happy.

"I don't want my father, Xi Bao only needs this one. I only need this one for the bracelet."

Mo Zhixi hurriedly stopped Yu Minhang's prodigal act. He was afraid that he would have to grow up to be able to carry all of Yu Minhang's big baskets of bracelets.

In the house, it was fun.Yu Zeshen hadn't felt such a family-like feeling in this big room for a long time.

The old houses in the past are always shrouded in gloom, as if there will always be a layer of fog, which makes people unbearably cautious and afraid to pant and laugh out loud.

Yu Zeshen always thought that he was a cold person. He grew up alone in this old house, and experienced very little family affection and warmth.

He lived a life as cold-faced as his father, so he always thought that he was born with a cold heart.But today, he realized that he still longed for such a warm feeling in his bones.

It looks like a big family, sitting around a steaming table, the ground fire is burning hot, and there is light snow floating outside the window.

Yu Zeshen had dreamed such a dream for decades.Today, I finally tasted the warmth from the dream.

"Xi Bao, how long will you stay here?" Yu Zeshen couldn't help asking.He originally wanted to stay in this old house for a while before leaving, but he was suddenly stopped by such warmth.

"Okay." Mo Zhixi replied.

He likes the feeling of being alone with his Ah Shen, very close.But he also likes the feeling of being surrounded by the whole family, so warm that he can't help but want to stop.