The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

His little fingers pulled the hem of the dress, and his **** and round eyes looked at her longingly.

It's going to explode!

It's so cute!

Moving his fingers, Tang Su tried his best to resist his urge to squeeze the little guy's face. She bent down and got close to Yan Jingyang, and the two of them leaned very close.

Yan Jingyang's big dark eyes lit up, and his small mouth was slightly tilted, ready to be kissed.

"No! Kiss!"

Tang Suying smiled, looking at the little guy's stunned expression, his brows and eyes were bent into beautiful crescents.

"Why?" Yan Jingyang's immature voice was full of incredible.

"I'm in a bad mood today, so I don't want to kiss you." Looking at the little guy's face collapsed instantly, Tang Su secretly chuckled.

You must know that when Yan Jingyang became an adult, she had nothing but to be bullied. Now that he can be stunned, Tang Su had to feel a sense of pride.

When eating breakfast, Yan Jingyang was obviously unhappy. He buried his head and ate breakfast quietly without humming, while his two short legs were shaking in mid-air unconsciously.

This feeling of loss of control made him very resistant.

After breakfast, Tang Su packed up the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, ready to wash. But behind her, there was a small tail closely.

"What are you doing with me?" Tang Su lowered his head and looked at the little figure sticking behind him inexplicably.

Yan Jingyang blushed, and hardened his neck. His immature voice said unnaturally, "I'll help you wash the dishes."

He read on the Internet before and said that women are soft-hearted creatures, and they must coax, and they must coax. So he can't go head-on, especially today Tang Su said that he was in a bad mood, and he wanted to coax her even more.

"No need." Tang Su looked at his short stature just past the cabinet, and didn't directly hit him.

Today is Saturday, and there is no need to go to class. Tang Su has a lot of time. She has been greedy for dumplings for a long time, and finally she has time to make them herself.

Yan Jingyang stepped on his short legs, kicked the small ones with Tyrannosaurus rex slippers. His steps were not as big as Tang Su's, so he could only trot trotly and hurriedly followed Tang Su. .

"What are you doing?" The little guy raised his head and stepped his feet to see what Tang Su was messing with.

"I'm making dumplings." Tang Su's slender and white fingers flexibly pinched the skin of the dumplings. Soon, a fat dumpling was formed.

His **** and translucent eyes blinked, and he is not in a hurry anymore, today he plans to slowly wear it with Tang Su. He pushed the chair next to him and climbed up by himself, "I'll wrap it for you."

"You want to make a bag?" Tang Su looked at him in surprise. The president of the dignified Shengjing Group wants to make dumplings?

Yan Jingyang pursed his small mouth. When he touched the wound on his lips, his small eyebrows wrinkled subconsciously. He said milkily, "Well, you teach me."

"Yes, then look at how I did it. It's very simple." Tang Su picked up the dumpling wrapper, spooned a spoonful of shiitake mushroom and lean meat filling, placed it on the dumpling wrapper, and then folded the two sides in half and pinched it tightly. .

Yan Jingyang glanced at it, it was simple.

The two little fat hands learned Tang Su's movements, picked up the thin dumpling wrapper, put the filling on top of the dumpling wrapper, and then pinched the dumpling wrapper together.

Tang Su looked at the thing that didn't look like dumplings on the little guy's hands, she couldn't help but smiled, "Well, yes, at least it won't show up."

Yan Jingyang's tender eyebrows frowned, and he pinched the second one, awkwardly pinched with his short little fingers, and then, a chubby dumpling came out.

"Awesome!" Tang Su glanced at it and said smoothly, decent this time.

Yan Jingyang put the dumpling on the tray, two small brows flying up. Sure enough, such a simple thing is impossible to stump him.

His **** eyes were bright, he turned his head, looked at Tang Su, and pleaded again, "Awesome?"

Tang Su stretched out his fingertips and tapped the tip of the little guy's nose, and the white flour instantly stuck to the tip of his little nose. Even if the little bun's face was stern, it burst into flames, "Great!"

Yan Jingyang's two small ears moved, and the roots of the ears turned red.

"So, do you want to kiss me now?" The bright black eyeballs looked at Tang Su longingly, and the innocent expression of begging for a kiss hit Tang Su's heart.

"I'll talk after you finish making the dumplings." The little guy is so cute that she can't bear to say it.

"Okay." Yan Jingyang at this time was obedient and very obedient.

It looks like a good baby.

Yan Jingyang's hands are short and inflexible. Most of the dumplings are made from Tang crispy buns. They are white and fat, delicate and beautiful, and they are well-kneaded. After they are cooked, the meat inside will not leak out.

Tang Su served two bowls, sprinkled green onion on top, added soy sauce, sesame oil, and stirred, and the fragrance spread out all at once.

The skin was thin and the stuffing was tender, and after a bite, the soup was hot in my mouth, but it was too fresh.

I don't know if it is because the dumplings are too delicious, or because it was the first time I made the dumplings. Yan Jingyang didn't stop while biting the dumplings.

Tang Su is greedy, but the portion is not much. A bowl contains only ten dumplings, and you will feel full after eating.

At this moment, the phone that Tang Su put aside rang, and it was Tang's mother Fang Qing who called.

"mom."

"Susu." On the other end of the phone, Fang Qing's voice rang, with a somewhat anxious tone, "Did you see the news?"

"What news?" Tang Su pulled out a tissue from the side and wiped his mouth.

"Yan Jingyang..." Fang Qing paused, as if she didn't want to say, "The news came out today, and he is not dead yet."

Fang Qing didn't believe it when she heard others talk about it. Mingming Yan's funeral was all done. It was not until she read the newspaper that she was convinced that now Yan Jingyang was not dead and he was alive.

She didn't care how Yan Jingyang was, but thinking of her daughter, Fang Qing couldn't wait to call.

"I know." Tang Su glanced at the little guy sitting next to him.

"You know?" Fang Qing was a little worried that Tang Su would still not give up and would pester Yan Jingyang. "Good girl, what do you think?"

"Mom, don't worry about it, I want to understand it and I won't like Yan Jingyang anymore."

Tang Su once again assured Fang Qing that she knew how crazy the original owner had pursued Yan Jingyang before, so in everyone's impression, she still loved him deeply, didn't even Yan Jingyang think so before?

"Hey, mother believes you, our baby is what our baby says. That stinky boy is not worthy of our baby, so he is not rare."

Fang Qing was assured and felt much more at ease. From now on, Susu is a good-looking baby who will be pampered in the palm of his hand. Yan Jingyang is hard and cold, and he doesn’t care for his wife just by looking at Susu. Susu really wants to be with him in the future. Not to be left in the cold?

Tang Su talked with Fang Qing for a while before hung up the phone.

She saw Yan Jingyang raising her head and looking at her with **** eyes, as if there was a bit of grievance in it.

Tang Su remembered what he said just now, the little guy must have heard him, in front of the person, he said bad things about him, indeed, cough cough, a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Have you eaten?" She stretched out her hand and gently smoothed the hair that was up on his forehead, not mentioning the phone call.

Yan Jingyang didn't hum. He lowered his head and took a bite of the dumplings. They felt quite fragrant just now. Now that they were eaten in his mouth, they became sour and uncomfortable in his chest.

At this moment, he felt very strange to Tang Su, as if something he never valued, suddenly one day, it scattered the gray layer, plated light, and became precious, but the thing no longer belongs to him.

I felt bored and sour.

Yan Jingyang didn't know what was going on, but he could be sure that he was despised, not only by Tang Su but also by her mother...

The feet that have been recuperated for a period of time have been healed, and the school sports meeting is coming.

The day of the school sports meeting is a good day. The wind is sunny, the blue sky and white clouds, and occasionally breeze blows by, which makes people refreshing.

Perhaps coupled with the campus anniversary celebration is approaching, this time the school sports meeting is very grand. I heard that many guests were invited to give speeches and watch the opening ceremony.

"Hurry up, hurry up, change clothes."

Yajing suddenly ran into the dance studio from the outside, her expression hurriedly, "The school said that there will be important guests today, and the etiquette team is not staffed enough. You quickly change your clothes and join me at the door to welcome the guests. ceremony."

"Why so suddenly?"

"Who's here? So grand?"

"There are more than a dozen people in the etiquette team, so it's not enough?"

......

Many of the team members who were resting in place, waiting for the opening dance of the school sports meet, stood up, looking surprised.

"Don't worry about that much, you quickly change your clothes." Huang Yajing urged, she also received the notice temporarily, and the school is waiting.

Everyone moved quickly and began to change cheerleader costumes.

When changing clothes, Qiao Wanwan glanced towards Tang Su subconsciously, her gaze fell to her side, just one glance, as a woman, her face couldn't help but flush.

Ah, Tang Su deserves to be a goddess. With such a figure, let alone a man, a woman blushes even when she sees it. She didn't hold back a moment of envy in her heart, thinking that when she was free, she would ask Tang Su what she was eating, her waist was so thin, but there was so full.

In a short while, everyone had put on their clothes, their mental outlook had changed, they were vigorous and youthful, and faintly tinged with a bit of sexiness. Such a team went out and it was the focus of existence.

As their captain, Huang Yajing couldn't help feeling that she had face. "Okay, everyone took the colored balls, lined up, and followed me out."

When I came to the school gate, several members of the etiquette team stood on both sides. They put on light makeup, dressed in white embroidered cheongsam, pinned their hair, and stood there dignifiedly, as beautiful as flowers.

Huang Yajing listened to the school teacher's arrangement and asked the cheerleaders to stand next to the etiquette team. When the guests came, they waved colored balls.

The sun gradually rose in the early morning and the temperature began to get hotter.

The cheerleaders are okay, their clothes are breathable and cool, and they also wear white flat sneakers.

The girls in the etiquette team next to them are a little bit uncomfortable. Their cheongsam collars are relatively high and the fabric is not breathable. Their foreheads began to soak in hot sweat, their feet were wearing high heels, and their legs began to become sore. Compared with the initial mental outlook, it is now a lot weaker.

I don't know how long it took. Just when the girls were waiting hard, several cars stopped outside the school. It was the school's leader.

They did not come in, but stood at the door, waiting for the guests who were coming.

Tang Su felt that she was really squeamish. After a while, she felt that the soles of her feet were a little numb. While everyone was not paying attention, she secretly turned her toes a few times to relieve her soreness.

At this moment, she heard the gasp of the girl next to her.

"So handsome!" Someone couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Tang Su turned his head, his black eyes widened in surprise.

In the sun, the handsome face of the man became more and more profound and handsome. A straight haute couture suit perfectly decorated his sturdy figure, and his straight waist had a breath of abstinence. And the tall figure standing among a group of school leaders and other guests stands out from the crowd, which is unforgettable.

In the shy and expectant eyes of the girls, he walked slowly under the embrace of everyone.

Yan Jingyang is a guest?

Tang Su was a little stunned. He begged himself to kiss him early this morning, but he didn't mention at all that he would come to her school.

Yan Jingyang's face was stern and cold, and he casually responded to the sound of the person next to him, and his eyes fell on the slender figure at the end of the line.

His eyes sank.

There are so many beautiful girls standing, but she is very attractive.

The jet-black eyes swept across the unbearable, soft and extremely thin waist, and landed on the slender and straight long legs wearing white stockings, and the short white skirt only reached her thighs. A large area of ​​skin was exposed under the skirt, which was too white.

The jaw line tightened, Yan Jingyang's firm and perfect chin tightened, showing his displeasure.

This dress, he saw her passing through in the villa before, but it was completely different from what he felt now. At this time, Yan Jingyang felt that it was an eyesore.

This woman, doesn't she know how to lower her skirt?

She had the longest legs in the audience! The most conspicuous! Haven't seen many men present staring at her legs intentionally or unintentionally?

Yan Jingyang pursed his thin lips and frowned Ying Ting's eyebrows. His expression grew colder, and the scared leader thought he had said something wrong, and the fake smile on his face became more reluctant.

The man got closer and closer, Tang Su's hand holding the colored ball tightened, and he felt the other person's gaze, a little white, tanned pink face, reddening even more.

For some reason, she has an indescribable sense of shame.

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