Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Article 34

Remember for a second

Ni Yi's legs shook, and his expression was about to cry, Sister, have you been overly stimulated recently?

Yu Yaoyao waved her hand and walked in front of him.

The first thing she did when she got home was to take a hot shower and change into baggy pajamas.

Immediately, he fell back and collapsed on the bed.

The little bun fell asleep in the car, but he didn't eat dinner and woke up after a while.

After waking up, I felt that the feeling of my little head resting on the pillow had changed!

There is no fragrant smell on my mother's body, nor the soft feeling on my mother's body.

He frowned, opened his eyes, and sure enough he saw his little bed.

Shen Yichong accompanied him, Awake?

He watched Xiao Baozi wake up with an unhappy face, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

The little bun depressedly pushed the little pillow away with his small hands, with a face of refusal.

It's more comfortable in my mother's arms!

He looked up at his father and remembered what his mother said.

Sure enough, Dad was eating his vinegar!

It was clear that Mommy had slept well with him before, but now that he has returned to his children's room, his father must have taken him away.

The little bun immediately puffed out his cheeks bitterly, and his small eyes of resentment kept drifting towards Shen Yichong.

Dad, are you in your thirties this year?

Shen Yichong was about to come over and help him put on his small clothes, when he was stunned by Baozi's words.

Ok?

You're a mature dad, it's time to learn to sleep on your own.

The little bun pouted.

My mother said in the ward that she used to keep a distance from him because she was worried that the baby would not be independent.

Don't hold him to sleep, and don't play with him.

But thinking about it carefully, every time he wakes up to pee, he hears the quarrel of his parents.

what does this mean?

Means dad is sleeping with mom!

The little bun instantly looked at his father's eyes as if he were looking at a childish ghost.

Since you dislike your mother's stupidity and carelessness, don't occupy your mother's sleep!

Dad is really a big cub!

Shen Yichong greeted him with contempt from his son.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, the sun was throbbing.

Shen Rui, what are you talking about?

roar, dad is still pretending to be stupid!

Little Bun Grape's eyes were full of surprise, but he quickly pursed his lips, got up and put on his pants, and put on his socks neatly.

Dad, I didn't interfere with you when you slept with Mommy before~

He stood on the bed, barely able to reach Dad's chest.

He pursed his lips in protest.

In the eyes as beautiful as the stars, there was a flash of obvious depression and a little sadness.

Mom, mom will hug me next time...I don't know when.

Dad, Shen Rui said, he lowered his head and lowered his voice, If Mom bumps her head next time, will she change back, and she doesn't want to be near me...and doesn't like me anymore?

Shen Yichong frowned.

He reached out and hugged his son's small body.

Don't think about it.

The son is only five years old, but like him, he matured early, probably because they received too little maternal love and had to grow up earlier than other children.

This kid is not stupid.

Even Yu Yaoyao's theory of animal cubs can only last a few days at most.

When the child passes that period of excitement, he will fall back into doubt.

Obviously, the little bun has tasted the sweetness of being in close contact with Mummy in the past few days.

We had dinner together, watched the online school together, went to the playground together, and hugged and kissed. Today, Mommy said that I miss him...

While sweet and happy, the little bun is also afraid of losing again.

This child is worried about gains and losses, for fear that his mother will abandon him again.

Shen Yichong felt a pain in his chest, Go, go to dinner with Dad.

He handles work every day, and his decisions are always quick and decisive.

But when it comes to his son, he feels like he's stuck in a thick quagmire.

If you continue to deceive your son, you will be able to hide it for two or three years.

He hesitated.

But when he took his son's hand to the stairs, and heard Yu Yaoyao's brisk voice in the restaurant, the little bun jumped up happily.

Like a little pào, the white and fat bun nimbly ran to the front.

Mommy is eating, Dad go!

Shen Yichong looked at his little back, and finally nodded, Okay.

Give your child two more years of carefree life.