My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Leisurely stretched out his hand to hold the little guy in his arms, Ling Ling was not frightened by the sudden movement, and laughed in his father's arms, then when his father was not paying attention, he leaned over and secretly kissed his father's face .

"I heard from grandpa that Dad wants to work hard, so does Dad still have time to go to kindergarten with Lingling?"

At that time, Xianyu was just teasing him in the hospital, but he didn't expect to be remembered by this brat till now.

"Dad is going to work, so he probably doesn't have time to go to kindergarten with Lingling. But you can pick Lingling up after school after get off work."

The little brat, who was still a little disappointed after hearing the previous sentence, was revived instantly after hearing the latter sentence, and clapped his hands vigorously.

"Dad is so nice."

When Ling Ling laughed, the smile in her clean and clear eyes was very healing.

"Little sycophants."

While disgusted, Xianyu stretched out his hand to pinch his soft cheeks.

After pinching, the quilt covering her body seemed familiar, and it smelled faintly.

"Isn't this your little quilt?"

"Yes, Dad's quilt is too big for me to hold, I can do this!"

After Ling Ling finished speaking, she sat there and stared at her father expectantly, as if she was waiting for his compliment.

"My Lingling is really capable."

After finishing speaking, Xianyu put the quilt aside, simply picked up the little guy and walked out.

Fortunately, this little boy looks fleshy but is not heavy, and the original owner pays attention to exercise, so he can be hugged with one hand.

Ling Ling obediently stretched out her arms and hugged her father's neck. After her father walked into the elevator, she couldn't hold back and rubbed against her father again, like a koala hanging on his father's body.

The old man didn't go to the company today. Several secretaries came to the house and showed him some documents.

Leisurely and witty, he did not annoy the old man in the past, carried his son to the toy room, sat on the carpet and piled up blocks with him.

This toy was bought by the original owner as a birthday present for Ling Ling, and the edges have faded a bit, it is obvious that he has played with it a lot.

Playing a lot and Lingling is quite talented, he piled the building blocks very high.

Before the last triangular building block could be put on, Ling Ling handed the building block to Dad, grabbed his clothes and reminded softly, "Put it on, Dad."

Xianyu had never played with such a childish thing before, but seeing his eyes full of anticipation, he reached out to take it and put it down gently.

The movement was already trying to stabilize it as much as possible, but I didn't expect that the building block would still fall down after putting it on.

Almost subconsciously, Xianyu turned his head to look at Lingling's face.

After all, it was a building block that had already been piled up, and there was only the last piece left. This kid trusted him and gave it to him, but he failed his trust.

Seeing how he has been working hard for such a long time, Xianyu is a little afraid that he will cry.

"Hey, it must be that I didn't pile it up. Dad will wait for me to pile it up again."

Before he could coax him, he heard Ling Ling's soft murmur.

After tidying up the messy building blocks and continuing to pile them up, the white and tender arms like lotus root joints hold brightly colored building blocks, and the fleshy baby fat on his cheeks makes him more cute when he subconsciously purses his mouth when he is serious.

If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing him, Xianyu still wanted to reach out and squeeze him.

"Dad, look, I'm stacking again."

It was still the big red triangular building block from last time, and it was handed to Xianyu again.

The little guy's fingertips, the itching feeling that they were about to leave the palm, made Xianyu subconsciously clenched the building block tightly.

Compared with before, this time I was much more serious, putting the building blocks firmly on top.

Fortunately, after letting go of his hand, he didn't fall this time.

"Daddy is awesome, hey, daddy hugs."

As she said that, Ling Ling swooped again, threw herself into Dad's arms, and sat on Dad's lap.

When she raised her head, she noticed the edge of her father's mouth. After staring at it for a long time, Lingling tilted her head in doubt, and then stretched out her hand to touch it tentatively.

"Father, you have a hard hand here."

It's true that Xian Yu hasn't shaved recently, seeing the little guy's eyes full of novelty, he hummed lightly, then lowered his head and stabbed him with a little bit of stubble that just came out.

"Hey dad, don't make trouble, woo woo ha ha."

Ling Ling was very ticklish, but she couldn't bear to push her father away too hard, and was afraid of touching her father's injured arm, so she could only hide in her father's arms all the time.

After the old man finished talking to the secretary, he heard the voice from here, opened the door and took a look.

The sound of the door being pushed open was so soft that neither of the two people in the room noticed it at all.

Seeing their father and son having fun, the old man was somewhat relieved.

Compared with my son who was sitting on the sofa playing games before, when Ling Ling wanted to get close to him, he was so annoyed that he asked the nanny to take the child away quickly. It is not bad like now.

The old man inexplicably thought of what the bastard said earlier that he couldn't play games with one hand.

Looking at how he is playing with his grandson now, he feels that his broken arm is actually quite good.

I can't race with half an arm, so I stay at home peacefully, and my grandson is also happy.

Xianyu just started to tease his son, and really didn't notice that the old man was coming, but when he noticed the shadow, he hugged his son with his uninjured hand.

Leaning close to his son's ear, he said in a voice that the old man could hear: "Lingling, you see that grandpa's beard is so long, don't you want to play with it?"

The old man was just relieved that he was sensible, but he didn't expect to hear his words in the next second.

Without even thinking about it, I walked over and raised my hand, wanting to pat him.

The little guy who was originally held by his father in his arms noticed his grandpa's action, and hurriedly got up to protect his father's head in his arms, like an old hen guarding an egg.

"Grandpa doesn't beat Dad."

The old man saw that he was protecting him so tightly, so he gave him an annoyed look.

"Why can't grandpa beat dad? Your dad still wants you to pull grandpa's beard!"

Ling Ling was troubled when she heard this, because her father did say it just now, and her grandfather heard it... "Well, Ling Ling is good, Ling Ling doesn't pull his grandfather's beard."

Seeing this, the old man withdrew his hand, found a chair and sat down, saw the faded toys there, and then looked and ran to the little grandson sitting in his father's arms.

"You are idle now anyway, why don't you take Lingling to the mall to buy some toys?"

The old man has bought many toys for his grandson, but every time he still likes the building blocks his father gave him.

Because he played too many times, it was worn out, and the old man looked at it inexplicably and felt that his little grandson was a little pitiful.

"Okay, Dad."

Xianyu blended into the character of the original owner, asked his son to stand up, patted his son's butt lightly, and urged: "Lingling, go to grandpa to ask for money, and dad will take you to buy toys."

Lingling hesitated after her father said this, stared at her father, and then at her grandpa.

After a long while, I ran to Grandpa with short legs, tiptoed and whispered, "Grandpa, can I give my New Year's money to Dad and ask Dad to buy me toys?"

He didn't dare to ask his grandfather for it like his father said, because his grandfather was very fierce when he scolded others, but he was also a little scared.

So, I thought of the lucky money I hid in the small cabinet.

The old man looked at the bastard sitting there, but he couldn't say anything about him, so he put on his reading glasses, took out his mobile phone and transferred money to him.

"I'll transfer it to you. This time, bring Lingling and buy some more. What's the fun with those few toys?"

Xianyu picked up the phone and glanced at it, but he didn't see how many zeros were in the notification text message, so he nodded, stood up and walked out holding his son's hand.

The old man had already greeted the driver at home, and taking into account that Xianyu's arm hadn't recovered, he asked a bodyguard to accompany them.

After getting in the car, Ling Ling obediently took care of the child safety seat, and fastened the seat belt flexibly with her little hands without asking her father to help.

Seeing his father sitting there, Xi Hao frowned and reminded seriously: "Dad, you must fasten your seat belt."

Most people only wear it when they are sitting in the co-pilot for fear of being caught by surveillance cameras, and it doesn't matter in the back seat.

Adults are mostly worried about punishing and obeying the rules, but for such a big kid, all he cares about is his father's safety.

"Okay, seat belt."

Xianyu fastened the seat belt with one hand, and stretched out his hand to rub his furry head. The soft hair feels good in the palm of his hand, giving Xianyu the feeling that he is stroking a very good cat.

This shopping mall is very big, so Xianyu took his son to the floor where toys were sold.

There were a lot of toys on the shelves, and the lights were very bright. Ling Ling, who rarely came to this kind of big shopping mall, was a little scared, and reached out to grab Dad's clothes.

Xianyu lowered his head, looked at the nervous look of this little guy, rubbed his head and asked, "What toys does Lingling like?"

Xianyu squatted down and looked at him at the same level. After asking this sentence, seeing how seriously he was thinking, he waited patiently.

After a while, Lingling replied with a tangled face: "Dad bought it, I like it very much."

Hearing this, Xianyu led him forward, and if there was something he liked, he picked it up and put it in the shopping cart pushed by the bodyguard behind him.

At the beginning, Lingling squinted her eyes happily, but when she saw that the shopping cart was almost full, she hurriedly hugged her father's arm.

"Enough, I still have a lot of toys at home."

"What's the matter with buying more? My good son doesn't have too many toys."

After paying, Xianyu didn't leave the shopping mall immediately, but sat on the bench to rest, turning his head inadvertently, and saw the kid smiling.

"So happy buying toys?"

"No, it was Yang Yang who said last time that his father loves him very much, so he bought him a lot of toys. My father also bought me a lot now, and my father loves me very much too."

Xianyu turned his head sideways to see him smiling with a silly face and curled his lips.

Children are like this, once you pay attention to him, you will immediately forget the neglect and mistreatment of him by the original owner, and you will only remember how kind your father is.