The preschool teacher's wife of the president with facial paralysis

In front of the gate of a very European-style villa, the black Maserati slowly stopped. After the gate was opened, it slid its wheels and drove in. In the spacious and bright garage, there were several world-class limited sports cars.The car stopped slowly, Hei Zhe opened the door and got out of the car, looked at the person in the driver's seat who was unfastening his seat belt, and said, "Let's have breakfast together," Kong Sen stopped his hands and looked at him, With no expression on his handsome face, Hei Zhe looked at him and said, "Xiaoxiao hasn't seen you for a long time."

"Okay." Kong Sen smiled, got out of the car and said, "Then I will thank the president first."

The two took the elevator upstairs from the garage. On the second floor of the villa, in a room full of childlike decorations, a little boy in panda pajamas was lying on the door with his buttocks pouted, listening to the noise outside. There was movement and movement, a stern expression on the chubby, white and tender delicate face, and the tea-brown eyes rolled back and forth, carrying a sense of aura.

"Young master, sir is back." Aunt He outside the door was holding the key in her hand. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard a sound of opening the door downstairs. When she turned her head, she saw two tall figures pushing open the door and entering. is the owner of the house.

When Hei Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the door, heard this, he immediately ran back to the bed with the bear slippers on his feet, and pulled the quilt aside to wrap himself into a cicada pupa.

Hei Zhe downstairs heard the commotion upstairs, looked up, let Kong Sen sit for a while, loosened his tie, and went upstairs.

"Sir." Aunt He stood aside and called out, Hei Zhe nodded slightly at her, then looked at the closed door, frowning almost invisibly.

"Hei Xiaoxiao, come out to eat."

Hei Xiaoxiao in the room held his breath listening to the movement outside the door, and after hearing his father's voice, he snorted a little from his nostrils.Just call me out, I'm not Jick!

Jick is a husky raised by Hei Zhe. He always listens to Hei Zhe's words, telling him to go east and not west.

Hei Zhe waited for 2 minutes and saw that there was still no movement from the people in the house. He looked at Aunt He who was on the side, and the other party knowingly handed over the key in his hand.

Hei Xiaoxiao was so frightened that he closed his eyes when he heard the sound of the door lock turning.The door was opened, and Hei Zhe looked at the cicada chrysalis on the bed, and walked over.

Hei Xiaoxiao felt his little heart beating faster as the soles of shoes collided with the floor.

Hei Zhe walked to the bed, looked down at the child with trembling eyelashes on the bed, paused for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of the quilt and threw it mercilessly, and then...

The crisp sound of "pop" sounded in the room.

"Aww!!!" Hei Xiaoxiao jumped up from the bed clutching his buttocks, looked at the culprit beside the bed blushing angrily, and complained with wide eyes: "How many times have you told me not to spank my butt! Then I will sue you for domestic violence!"

Hei Zhe looked at him without changing his expression, "Get up and eat."

"I don't!" Hei Xiaoxiao got angry, sat on the bed, folded his arms around his chest, and turned his head aside, he clearly promised to come back to accompany him for dinner, but in the end he left himself alone, apologizing, and now he is still calling My own ass is really too much, if you forgive me, my surname is not black!

Hei Zhe looked at the gas-suffering child in front of him, was silent for a moment, then took two steps forward, stretched his iron arm around the man's armpit, lifted him up with a slight force, turned around and walked out.

Hei Xiaoxiao was still waiting for someone to apologize to him, but he didn't expect the other person to hug him directly. He was so angry that he stomped his feet in the person's arms, and Hei Zhe walked towards the door steadily, with steady steps.

The hat behind him was fluttered over his head, Hei Xiaoxiao deflated like a ball, his two chubby white hands supported his cheeks, and he put his two panda ears on his face with a loveless expression. The person hugged him downstairs.

In the living room, Kong Sen was sitting on the retro leather sofa, holding the coffee brought by the servant in his hand, and was admiring the murals on the wall of the living room. When he saw Hei Zhe coming down, he immediately put down the coffee in his hand and stood up.

Hei Xiaoxiao looked up at the man in front of the sofa, pursed his mouth, mist formed in his brown eyes, and called out aggrievedly: "Uncle Kong..."