As Jiang Zhiyu fell asleep, she always felt that someone was crying next to her ear, and she cried louder and louder.From time to time, it was accompanied by a few low-pitched male voices, which seemed to be coaxing or threatening.

Jiang Zhiyu opened his eyes irritably, and was about to scold someone, when he saw his son's wrinkled face crying.

"What's the matter, baby?" Jiang Zhiyu was so frightened that a rabbit stiffened, and quickly sat up, hugged the little lion in his arms, and gently patted his back.

The little lion cried and twitched, and was about to poke over, unable to answer his question at all.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at Ling Weichuan who was standing beside the bed with a speechless face.

"Please explain to me, why does my son cry like this while I'm sleeping?"

How does Ling Weichuan explain?He could tell that his son had said he wanted to come and sleep with baby daddy, and then started crying as soon as he climbed into bed.

Tears fell down hard as if they didn't want money, crying and calling Dad, as if they had been wronged so much.

He is simply a dramatist, and his ability to shed tears and sue is completely inherited from Jiang Zhiyu.

His Royal Highness said helplessly: "There is nothing wrong with what I said, do you believe it?"

Jiang Zhiyu used a kind of 'Do you think I'm a fool? ' looked at him with an expression like that: "How could there be nothing? If there is nothing, why is my son crying? He is still crying like this!"

The little lion stretched out his chubby hand, hugged the little daddy's waist in aggrieved way, and said sobbingly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Papa, it's not my father's fault, he didn't do it on purpose, it's all my fault."

Ling Weichuan's eyebrows twitched, no good!This son is still a green tea!

Jiang Zhiyu's ability to distinguish tea has never been very good, and now it is directly negative. He hugged Zai Zai so distressed, pointed at Ling Weichuan and scolded: "What did you do! Tell me the truth! Otherwise, I will kill you Believe it or not!"

Ling Weichuan was devastated and said, "I really didn't do anything, I just made him a hamburger."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

Jiang Zhiyu: ...

He took a deep breath, put his son aside, and stood up from the bed, the red marks on his ankles were clearly visible.

Ling Qingyu's crying paused for a moment, then she looked away and continued crying.

"Ling Weichuan! You are dead! Are you sick? Feed your son a broken hamburger! You abuse him when he is young! This is your son! Can you serve some snacks!" Jiang Zhiyu jumped from the bed Go down, grab a long stick and smash it.

The little lion looked at the long cylinder on the ground, his father is really not a person!

"Wife, listen to my explanation!" At this moment, His Royal Highness felt that there was nothing good about being a human being, and he would be framed by his son and then chased and beaten by his wife.

Jiang Zhiyu slapped Ling Weichuan on the back: "Excuse me! You know how to make up nonsense to lie to me! You must often bully my son behind my back! If it weren't for the little lion who was sensible and never told me, I guess I still don't know how much he has been wronged!"

Ling Weichuan covered his head and hid in a corner, watching his son pretend to cry on the bed, and even cast a smug look at him.

look look look look look!What good is it to have a son!That's how big it is!It will be sued!

"What will happen if you cook a good meal for your son? Are you exhausted, Your Highness!" Jiang Zhiyu was so angry, how could Ling Weichuan bully his son even at such an adult.

After that, when two younger ones were born, they were not meant to be bullied by Ling Weichuan!

The cry of the little lion came from behind: "Woooo little daddy, don't hit daddy, it hurts."

Jiang Zhiyu turned around distressedly: "Look at how considerate our son is, and he knows whether he loves you or not! Look at you again! Ling Weichuan, go give me five thousand lifts today!"

He turned his head and punched and kicked Ling Weichuan again, Ling Weichuan gritted his teeth.Distressed, why distressed, this kid is clearly here to add fuel!

To add insult to injury he is a master!

When the feeling was about the same, Ling Qingyu trotted over and grabbed Jiang Zhiyu's hand.

Looks like a caring little padded jacket: "Stop beating Dad, my hands hurt, I'll give you a whir~"

Jiang Zhiyu's heart has melted, why is his son so sensible, he really doesn't love him for nothing.I still know that my dear little dad hit my father, and it hurts my hand.

The picture of the two fathers loving and filial sons is so warm.

But in the eyes of His Royal Highness, it is extremely dazzling, this son!It seems that it has to be sent to the school for renovation in advance!

Or just throw it to Jiang Zhimu and let him train his acting skills!

It's really a big loss for the entertainment industry not to win a movie king for this acting skill!

"What are you looking at! Go lift the iron! Five thousand times! If you haven't finished lifting today, don't even think about going back to your room to sleep in the future!" Jiang Zhiyu slapped Ling Weichuan's thigh.

The poor, helpless, cowardly and helpless prince, finally entered the gym lonely because he didn't dare to talk back to his wife.

Sighing, he began to lift the iron.Alas, his muscles have become more solid recently, all thanks to the fact that Little Tutu always punishes him for lifting weights.

Tired of crying, the little lion in the bedroom lay in his little father's arms and whispered, "I want to sleep."

"Sleep, Dad will hold you to sleep." Jiang Zhiyu hugged the cub into bed, and fell asleep together.

The corner of the lion cub's mouth, which has inherited his hearing from Lingweichuan, raised slightly, and he could still hear his father's breathing when he lifted the iron.

This is called the way of heaven and reincarnation. I wonder if my father still remembers the day he was born.

The father also stood in the garden and occupied the little daddy, deliberately pretending not to hear his cries.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but for a little lion to take revenge, as long as it is in front of the little daddy, it is not too late for a lifetime.

His Royal Highness finished lifting weights hard and took a shower in the gym.

He didn't dare to miss any of the [-] that his wife said, even if he knew about Jiang Zhiyu, he would definitely not watch the surveillance seriously, but he was a good husband.

Always follow through on what your wife says.

In the future, I will educate Ling Qingyu in this way, and when I think of His Royal Highness Ling Qingyu, I clenched my fists.

Hope this little guy grows up quickly!Good to learn from him!At that time, he will definitely use a man's fist to make him realize his mistakes today!

When he returned to the bedroom and saw two figures, one big and one small sleeping peacefully on the bed, his depression disappeared instantly.

Alas, if you are bullied by your son, just bully him, after all, he and Jiang Zhiyu's child.

His Royal Highness lifted the quilt and got in, gently picked up Ling Qingyu, put him on Jiang Zhiyu's back, and stretched out his arms to hug Jiang Zhiyu.

Gently kissing Jiang Zhiyu's face a few times, Ling Weichuan was filled with love in a low voice.

"Good night, my darling."

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