The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

After breakfast, the sunshine outside was just right.

Tang Su took the sunscreen used by the children, and said to the three little guys standing in a row: "It's great, mother will perfume the babies so that they are not afraid of the sun."

"Mom, apply the nian gao by yourself." Xiao Nian gao has painted himself before, and he will apply it.

"Okay." Tang Su squeezed some on his palm and let him do it himself.

"Ma Ma, pudding, pudding wants to...paint it." Little Pudding turned his head and glanced at his brother, he also wanted to do it himself.

"Do you want to wipe the pudding yourself?" Tang Su caught his soft little hands.

Pudding scowled and nodded his little head earnestly, "Well, uh, pudding wipes it by himself."

The little shortbread next to her tilted her head and watched the actions of her two brothers. She had a small mouth and was about to open her mouth, but Tang Su interrupted, "Little shortbread baby, mom will give you fragrance, okay? ?"

The shortbread cookies are always soft and well-behaved. When she heard her mother's words, she blinked her big shiny eyes and said softly, "Okay."

Tang Su lightly applied sunscreen to her daughter's face, watching her obediently, and Putao staring at herself with big eyes, Tang Su's heart was about to melt away, "Okay, mother has already painted the baby. ."

"The shortbread is beautiful." Hearing her mother's words, the shortbread with big eyes bends, her mouth pursed with a smile, and she points to herself to praise.

"Yes, our shortbread cookies are the most beautiful."

"Ma Ma, the pudding is good, and the pudding is wiped." Next to him, Little Pudding said.

Tang Su turned around to look, and saw that on the little guy's white face, many sunscreens were not evenly applied, and it was a little cat. She laughed and walked over to the little son, gently pushing away the cream from his face.

"The pudding is so handsome!" Tang Su also praised his younger son.

Little Pudding's original serious and stern face could not be maintained immediately, and his small mouth grinned, revealing the pink gums, "Pudding is handsome, and Ge Ge is handsome." After speaking, the little guy stretched out to the little rice cake. Thumbs, small appearance can support my brother.

Xiao Nian Gao straightened her body, and patted Pudding on the shoulder old fashioned, "My brother is good."

At this time, Yan Jingyang took out the small backpacks of the three little guys, "Okay, let's go." He walked to the daughter's side, bent down, picked up the shortbread with one hand, and took the other hand. He took Tang Su's hand, then bowed his head and said to his two sons: "You two follow up."

Small nian gao: "..."

Little Pudding: "..."

There is a little baby in his arms, holding a big baby in his hands. In Yan Jingyang's eyes, the small rice cakes and small puddings are grass that is freely stocked!

Today is Zhou Ziran’s son’s first birthday. Since Zhou Ziran took over the company from his father, Zhou’s family has been very popular in the past two years. Therefore, his son’s birthday party is just to invite some relatives and friends, business partners, etc. Zhou family celebrates.

In front of the mirror, Zhou Ziran was wearing a tie, Dong Huanhuan walked over and helped him tidy up his movements naturally.

Zhou Ziran looked down at her, "Where is my son?"

"He is with the old man, watching him play chess." Dong Huanhuan has a faint smile on his mouth.

"The guests come later, you don't need to entertain them."

Dong Huanhuan's hand paused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little lighter, "Well, I know." He doesn't need her to come forward to entertain, she still dislikes trouble.

Zhou Ziran’s eyes fell on Dong Huanhuan’s face, watching her change slightly, he grabbed the hand in front of the neck and stared at her closely, “You are not allowed to socialize because you just got better a few days ago, doctor. Having said that you want to recuperate, you just need to be by my side later." I don't know if it was the first time I explained the reason to Dong Huanhuan, his expression was a bit unnatural.

"Well, I know." Dong Huanhuan still replied.

Zhou Ziran looked at her straightforwardly, "Do you know what it means?" Is there anything dissatisfied with this woman?

"It means literally." Dong Huanhuan hooked her lips, bright and attractive, even if she had a baby, not only her appearance, but her figure, there was still no change.

She let go of the hand that helped Zhou Ziran tidy up her tie, "Okay, I'll go see my son."

Seeing Dong Huanhuan's leaving figure, Zhou Ziran pursed his lips unhappily, but he was helpless. A few years ago, he and Dong Huanhuan were indeed just a bed-companion relationship. Because the old man was sick and wanted to see him get married, he simply married Dong Huanhuan.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to the existence of Dong Huanhuan’s wife, or in other words, has fallen in love with Dong Huanhuan without knowing it.

However, before getting married, he reminded Dong Huanhuan many times that the two of them were just getting the necessary relationship between them, warning her not to be passionate, and even signed a prenuptial agreement with her the day before the marriage. Zhou Ziran believed that he had always had a strong self-esteem, and he never thought that one day he would be slapped in the face by himself and fell in love with Dong Huanhuan.

He couldn't pull the bottom, so he never showed a trace in front of Dong Huanhuan.

Until one time, he saw Dong Huanhuan stepping down from a man’s car. His eyes were red with jealousy. In addition, he had always been mean and impulsively said a lot of excessive words to Dong Huanhuan, so that the two of them had a cold war. stand up.

Zhou Ziran anxiously wanted to coax her back, but unexpectedly, she was pregnant.

Obviously looking at such a shrewd woman, she would mistakenly think that he didn't want the child. She wanted to knock the child off, almost driving him crazy.

She wouldn't think about it. If he really didn't want children and hated her, how could he allow her to become pregnant?

Now that the child is one year old, he has always been so obvious, why is this woman Dong Huan indifferent? No, he will speak clearly tonight, it is better than doing useless work now...

Zhou's family is a mansion built in the middle of the mountain. Not only is it large in size, but it also has a very good environment, quiet and pleasant. It is no wonder that Mr. Zhou has basically stayed at home to recuperate in the past two years and has not shown his face.

After ten o'clock, guests and friends came to Zhou's house one after another.

Yan Jingyang held a small shortbread in his left hand, a small pudding in his right, and Tang Su holding a small nian gao next to him. When such a high-value combination appeared in Zhou's house, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Tsk tusk tusk, Ajing, you are still the best, son and daughter are there."

Zheng Jiebin had already come to Zhou's house. He saw Yan Jingyang's family of five coming in from the outside. He came forward first, "Oh, the little biscuits have grown into little beauties. Can uncle hug them?" They said. Among the group, Yan Jingyang also had a daughter, but they didn't envy them.

Xiao Su Bing is a good baby. She looked at the stranger Zheng Jiebin. Although she was reluctant, she was worried that her uncle would be sad. Therefore, she obediently extended two white tender hands to Zheng Jiebin, and said softly, "The tree Tree, hug."

"Hey! Really good!"

Zheng Jiebin reached out and took her from Yan Jingyang's arms. To Yan Jingyang's unwilling look, he pretended not to see it, "How come the little shortbread is so cute and cute? Uncle wants to take you home. "The little dumpling in his arms was incredibly soft, Zheng Jiebin hugged her carefully, lest he hurt her by acting too rudely.

"No, Baba, the shortbread must be baba." When Little Shortbread heard her uncle want to take her home, she became anxious, and her **** eyes showed reluctance.

"Don't be afraid, Uncle teased you..."

Yan Jingyang saw that his daughter was afraid, so he hurried forward and carried her back.

"Ajing, your little princess is so cute, and I really want to take her home." Zheng Jiebin has never been very happy with children, even his son is no exception. He pulled his son who was not as high as his waist next to him, and smiled: "Or, I will trade my son for you?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Want to grab his baby? If he wasn't holding the baby in both hands, he really wanted to punch him.

At this time, Zhou Ziran came out, and he was followed by Dong Huanhuan holding the child.

"Little birthday star is here."

Zheng Jiebin handed over a key, "Come on, a gift from godfather." This is a new real estate recently launched by their company. Each set is worth nearly 10 million. It is given to Zhou Ziran’s son, Little Lemon. Not small.

Zhou Tianran took the key smoothly, "Thanks."

He turned his head and looked at Yan Jingyang, "A Jing, you can be regarded as showing up." Since Yan Jingyang had a daughter, they wanted to ask him out to get together again. It was harder than going to heaven. Every time they called him, this The guy said that his daughter could not leave him, so he refused.

Hey, obviously, he is showing off that he has a daughter.

"Don't talk about him, this guy has everything to do with a daughter now." Zheng Jiebin teased.

"Yes, you can't reflect the satisfaction and joy of having a daughter." Yan Jingyang's brows were faintly proud. What do these men who only have sons know?

"You really owe you like this! Tang Su, is he like a daughter slave at home?" Zhou naturally couldn't bear it.

Tang Su smiled. Since the birth of his daughter, Yan Jingyang has really carried her daughter on her mouth all the time, showing off her daughter.

At this moment, the little shortbread in her arms opened her big moisturizing eyes. She looked at here and there again. She looked curiously at the table with a lot of snacks not far away. Finally, she turned back With a small body, obediently lying softly on Yan Jingyang's shoulders, "Baba, eat."

Yan Jingyang hugged her tightly and said softly, "Does the baby want to eat snacks?"

"Yes!" The shortbread nodded softly.

"Pudding thinks too." Even the little pudding on the other side could not stand the temptation of various exquisite desserts even with a stern face. After speaking, the little guy took a mouthful of saliva.

"Let the children go and play by themselves. It's boring for them to chat with our adults." Zheng Jiebin patted his son who had been quiet and silent beside him, "Go, take the sisters and brothers to eat cake."

Zheng Yan has delicate eyebrows, only one or two points like Zheng Jiebin, obviously he is more like his mother. Hearing Zheng Jiebin's words, he did not hum and walked towards the dining area.

Zheng Jiebin darkened his eyes and said, "Ajing, your child is still cute."

Zheng Yan in front of him pursed his mouth, clenched his hands into small fists, and continued walking.

Yan Jingyang put the pudding and the shortbread on the ground, "Baby, pay attention to safety later. Dad is here in the living room. After eating, he will come back to find Dad, okay?"

The shortbread and the little pudding ordered little heads.

"You are a elder brother, be optimistic about your younger siblings, don't let other people knock them down." Yan Jingyang turned his head and confessed to the little rice cake.

"The nian gao will be optimistic about the younger brothers and sisters!" Xiao Nian gao has a small chest, full of responsibility.

"Well, go ahead."

In the dining area, the dining table will not be very high, and the little pudding can sit on tiptoe, and the staff next to it will help to pick it up if they see it.

"Short pastry, here you are." Little Pudding took a small pink cake with strawberries on it, and handed it to the small pastry with big eyes blinking and biting his fingers next to it.

The shortbread suddenly laughed, and she took the small cake with both hands, her brows were crooked, and she obviously liked it very much. She picked up the little cake and took a bite. It was sweet and sweet, and she liked it very much.

As the shortbread was walking, she lowered her head to bite the little cake. She accidentally ran into someone, and the cake in her hand was shaken off the ground, leaving only the little strawberry on the cake in her palm.

The small mouth squashed, and the small shortbread raised his **** eyes, and looked at the person in front of him grievously. It was the little brother who was standing next to the strange uncle just now.

Zheng Yan's delicate face was cold, and his eyes were indifference that children shouldn't have.

He looked at the white, tender and delicate little girl in a beautiful dress in front of him, and subconsciously wrinkled her eyebrows. Just now he saw how much this little girl is loved by adults, and even his father, who had nothing to do with everything, could not wait to hold this little girl in his hands.

You know, his father never smiled like this to his son.

Zheng Yan pursed her mouth, a little at a loss. If the little girl starts to cry, he must be the victim!

Just when Zheng Yan thought that the shortbread would be wronged and burst into tears, and he was also ready to be scolded, the small shortbread twitched his nose, and then stretched out his little hand to remove the only red in his hand. Strawberry handed him, "Gege, eat berries..."

Zheng Yan looked at her blankly.

"Gege, eat."

The shortbread is still a bit wronged, but she is a good boy, knowing that she has hit someone, she wants to apologize, she gives him her favorite strawberry!

Zheng Yan's mouth was tight, and his delicate face was cold. He looked at it and handed it to the front, covered with sweet and greasy cream, the strawberry changed its appearance, and his eyes were full of disgust.

He has never liked sweets.

Little shortbread blinked his **** round eyes and looked at him suspiciously, "Gege, eat..."

Zheng Yan feels that he hates this kind of little kid who is loved by everyone. His little eyebrows were frowning, and his delicate little face became more and more cold. Finally, he reluctantly stepped forward and took the strawberry that the shortbread gave him.

Originally, he wanted to throw such a sticky rotten strawberry to the ground, but the next second he met the little girl's big clear eyes, and unconsciously, he put the strawberry into his mouth.

Sweet and sour strawberry juice spread on the tip of the tongue.

Zheng Yan doesn't like sweets, but it does not prevent him from thinking this strawberry is delicious.

When Xiao Su Bian saw her brother took her own strawberries, her big beautiful eyes curled up with a smile, revealing her white teeth.

"Puff pastry, why did you come over here? My brother can't find you." Xiaoniankui hurried over, worried that his sister would be lost.

"Gege."

The shortbread bite his little finger, there is some cream on it, sweet.

Seeing that my sister did not hold the cake in her hand, Xiao Nian Gao thought she had finished eating, "There are so many small cakes over there, let’s go, and my brother will get it for you."

"Eat the cake." The little shortbread nodded obediently, her big eyes watery, and people's heart was about to melt.

"go......"

Zheng Yan looked down at his hand. There was still cream on the strawberry. He blinked his dark eyes, his delicate face was still cold, but there was no disgust in his eyes...

When the banquet opened, many guests discovered that Zhou Ziran treated Dong Huanhuan not as indifferent and not paying attention to Dong Huanhuan as the outside world said. No, when Dong Huanhuan held the child and left, his eyes still followed her closely.

"Recovered! Zhou Ziran, are you so clingy?" Zheng Jiebin laughed and teased him.

It is impossible to say not to envy.

After all, Zhou Ziran, this kid also, like A Jing, found someone he likes. It was really not easy. After all, people from wealthy families like them have always been indifferent and profit-oriented. As for what kind of love, love, and possession are rare things.

He looked down at the son next to him, and saw his small waist straightened up, his face was cool, and he looked like strangers would not enter. He was not at all likable, completely similar to Yan Jingyang's son next to him. There is a sharp contrast with her daughter.

He sneered mockingly.

It's all because of his carelessness that he let a scheming woman take advantage of the loophole and the other party is pregnant.

Later, the woman brought the child to the Zheng family. Not only did the old man get furious when he found out, even the original marriage between him and the Jiang family was dissolved. The child was taken back to Zheng's house by the old man. As for the woman, holding a sum of money, she had no idea where to go abroad.

He doesn't care about the marriage, but he has an extra son inexplicably, and he can be calculated, and he feels unhappy about it anyway.

Over there, Tang Su glanced at Zhou Ziran, and she thought of Qiao Wanwan, who was far abroad. I don't know which country Qiao Wanwan has flown to now, but last time, she sent a message saying that her ex-boyfriend Jiang Nanzhi chased her. She said that she had missed it once and didn't want to miss it again.

Yes, sometimes, happiness is within reach, depending on whether you can grasp it.

Tang Su sighed, she curled her lips, lowered her head and asked her source of happiness, "What do you want to eat, my mother will clip you."

The shortbread refused to hug her father. She followed the way of her brother and asked to eat it herself. Hearing what her mother said, she looked at the little brother who had eaten her strawberry just now, and then at his small bowl, which contained only white rice.

With a little finger stretched out, the shortbread pointed at the dish and said, "Yuyu."

"Does little baby want to eat fish? Mom will give you a clip." Tang Su spooned a large piece of white fish, topped with sweet sauce, tender and plump, without any fish bones. She put it in the small porcelain bowl of shortbread, "baby, eat slowly."

"Okay, the shortbread is obedient."

The shortbread nodded obediently. Then, she looked at Zheng Yan next to her, and then half of the fish spoon was held in her soft hand with a small spoon. Then, she awkwardly placed the fish in Zheng Yan's bowl, soft and waxy: "Gege, eat."

Zheng Yan's delicate face was stunned. He looked at the shortbread, his voice was childish but cool, "I don't like fish."

As soon as his words fell, Zheng Jiebin next to him immediately patted his head, "My sister gives you food, are you not happy? Where is your young master's temper?"

Zheng Yan pursed his lips and stopped humming, there was no expression in his dark eyes.

"Little shortbread, my brother is disobedient, eat it yourself, don't care about my brother." Zheng Jiebin softly coaxed the shortbread.

Xiao Su Bian looked at Zheng Yan with big watery eyes, and his brother was beaten and hurt. She wants to talk to her brother, but he doesn't seem to like shortbread...

When leaving Zhou's house, the shortbread and the small pudding were already tired to sleep. Yan Jingyang held one in one hand, put the two children on the rear seat of the car, and put a small coat on each.

"Sit a little farther, mother takes care of your younger siblings, lest you press them down." Yan Jingyang said to the little rice cake.

"No, the nian gao can hurt them." Xiao Nian gao straightened her body and replied tenderly.

"Yes, nian gao is a good brother."

Tang Su smiled and touched his son's head. The brother Xiaonian Gao was better than she thought.

......

On the wedding anniversary, Yan Jingyang took Tang Su and the three children to a foreign country for vacation.

Little Sui Bing is wearing a little cute swimming skirt, behind the little rice cake wearing only little swimming trunks and showing her white belly, she runs on the beach with her feet, "Gege, Gege..."

"Pudding, why don't you go to play with your elder brother and sister?" Tang Su asked the little son who was sipping orange juice next to him.

Pudding scowled, frowned, and looked at the sand on the ground with disgust, "Dirty, Pudding's feet and feet will get dirty."

Tang Su looked at her younger son with a look of disgust, and couldn't laugh or cry. She almost forgot that the younger son had a habit of cleanliness, which also looked like Yan Jingyang.

Her son, how could he become a veteran when he was only two years old, so boring. Tang Su couldn't help squeezing Little Pudding's white face, "Little old man."

At this time, Yan Jingyang walked over with a water skateboard. He didn't wear his upper body, and a pair of black swimming trunks underneath. His good figure was all shown. Many tourists turned their attention to him.

Tang Su found that this man had been married for so many years and was still popular with women as always.

"Do you want to see me paddling?" Yan Jingyang walked to Tang Su, standing handsome.

"Will you still play this?" Tang Su was a little surprised, but his eyes were bright.

The corners of Yan Jingyang's lips couldn't help but curl up, "Yes."

"Dad, Pudding wants to see."

The little pudding next to him can't care about whether his feet will be dirty right now. He jumped to the ground and ran to Yan Jingyang, admiringly looking at the tall dad in front of him, and looking curiously. Longboard.

"Okay, dad play it for you, let's go." Yan Jingyang touched Pudding's hair and messed up his submissive little bangs. The little guy was cute and bursting with his messy hair.

"Go, go, Pudding and Dad go." After speaking, Pudding kicked his slippers, stepped on the sand, and staggered behind Dad.

Over there, the small shortbread cookies and small rice cakes saw them and ran over.

Yan Jingyang put the water skateboard down on the ground, he turned his head, waved to Tang Su, and motioned her to come.

"Mom, come and see Dad for fun."

"Mom, Pudding is waiting for you."

"Ma Ma..."

The three little guys turned around and turned to Tang Su one after another.

Tang Su stood up, she looked at Yan Jingyang and the three children in the distance, her lips curled up.

She ran towards them.

The sun shone on the beach, reflecting a series of footprints of different sizes...

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