The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

My own son, so small, can not fight, can be learned by Sha Xingbao face.

Is it that he will be the kid behind this bullying?

Rebellion is this?

On the side of the side, Yan Chengxi glanced at the little buns and strode to the mother and son. No matter how small the buns were, he took him from Shaxingbao’s arms.

"I will either drink milk powder or use a bottle in the future!" Gao Gao raised the little buns, and Cheng Chengxi solemnly ordered him.

Although the little buns couldn’t understand his words, he threw his short arms and short legs in the air, trying to struggle from his hands, not struggling to open, and kicking him twice with his toes.

Still did not break free, he was anxious, his face rose red.

Then, drumming up the drums, like what to do.

Yan Chengxi has never touched a few children, and what the little buns have to do is that he naturally did not see the signs.

The red face of the little buns, anxious, he thought that he was struggling to get out of his palm.

Until a burst of noise suddenly sounded --

A warm liquid slid down the crotch of the small buns and ran straight against the belly of Yan Chengxi.

Wet and hot, but also brought a little taste.

In the room, a few seconds of silence.

Yan Chengxi’s line of sight was stiff and moved down his chest. He stared at the first time, and the belly that had been dyed wet had a look, and his face was black.

This stinky boy!

"I didn't drink milk today!" Gently squeezing out a few words, and Cheng Chengxi smashed the little buns and walked to the closet.

He is still a good father, obviously mad and violent, and his body is also wet, however, the first thing in his head is to clean up his son.

Open the closet door and feel free to find the clean clothes of the small buns. He Chengxi took him to the bathroom, washed him in the bathtub, and changed him to clean clothes.

After coming out, probably afraid of the child catching cold, he directly stuffed the small buns back into the crib and wrapped them in quilts.

Sha Xingbao had been quite annoyed before, and Cheng Xi was educating his children. However, when he saw this scene, all the fire was suddenly gone.

The lips were pumped several times, and she always wanted to laugh.

"Don't laugh!" Yan Chengxi swept her face fiercely.

Sha Xingbao smiled and smiled, standing and standing, and the rules and regulations were serious. "Well, I don't laugh."

Yan Chengxi was quite satisfied with her performance. She licked her head and put the little bun in order. He turned and went to his room.

Sha Xingbao handed the child to the maid who had just passed outside the house, and followed him back to the room.

When entering the house, Yan Chengxi took a shower in the bathroom.

The lazy water flows down and the small bathroom splashes.

Sha Xingbao did not evade, went straight in, did not control the water above the head, came to the front of the pontoon, let the water flow from the top of the head, she took him from behind, "I really don't give Is your son breastfeeding?"

"Can there be so many other things besides milk?" Yan Chengxi was contemptuous.

When he said this, he even had a sigh of anger, as if for a child, drinking milk was a sinful thing.

"But, other things are not enough nutrition!" Sha Xingbao's soft chest stuck to his back, and he rubbed his wet clothes against him.

Yan Chengxi’s back was slightly stiff against her body.