Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

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But at this moment, it was a little more weak, which made his chest feel a little tight.

Ni Yi, who was dragging a box at the door, stood awkwardly, in a dilemma, looking at the couple who were hugging intimately.

The news on the Internet is really unbelievable.

This hug looks closer and closer than a couple in love, full of ambiguity.

Mummy!

A childish voice with some anxiety interrupted the three adults at the door.

Yu Yaoyao followed the voice and saw the white and tender little bun, who had already put on the bright yellow dinosaur pajamas, holding the big white and white snake, standing on the ground cutely, weighing her little feet with a worried look on her face, He stretched out his fat little hand to touch her.

Mommy, are you okay?

The little bun was in a hurry.

Half an hour ago, he was wandering in front of the door, waiting for his mother to come back.

As soon as he heard someone ring the doorbell, he would tiptoe to open the door, but his father got in first, angry!

But just as he was about to snatch his mother away, he looked up and saw her weakly falling down.

The little bun was terrified.

He didn't feel relieved until he heard Mommy speak.

It's just her weak appearance that makes the little bun a little guilty.

As soon as he saw the video, he should have asked his father to pick up his mother directly, just like he was picked up from kindergarten every day.

Also, he remembers being uneasy the first time he went to the nursery.

Now that Mommy has just started work, she must be scared and tired, right?

Thinking of this, Xiao Baozi was even more anxious to touch his mother's hand.

Cool.

Mommy's hands are colder than his!

Dad, Mummy has no strength. It's frozen outside. Hurry up and bring Mummy in.

Shen Rui's little bun, in a hurry, immediately went to tug at his father's pants.

Shen Yichong's mouth twitched, feeling that his pants were about to be pulled down by his son.

Chapter 20

; Dad, hurry up and bring it in. Mom will catch a cold and cough.

Little Bun desperately pokes his father.

Shen Yichong frowned.

The woman in her arms looks like an octopus.

But it is true that the temperature on her body is a little low.

He lowered his head and took a deep look at Yu Yaoyao's fair face.

Her nose was a little red from the cold, and her beautiful swan neck was empty, revealing her small and delicate clavicle, ... her slender waist was clinging to his lower abdomen, and a pair of slender legs that were firm and tender, almost big Parts are exposed to the air, not even a piece of cloth to cover.

This woman wears so little!

He frowned.

With a little effort in both hands, she hugged her slender body.

He turned around and blocked Ni Yi's sight with his broad back.

In an instant, the weight on his arm made him slightly startled.

Very light, lighter than he thought.

Obviously not a lot of jin liang, but the hand feels surprisingly good.

Her petite body is unusually soft. The soft and tender feel made the muscles in his hands relax for a while, and the pace of his feet slowed down.

After walking two steps, a clear fragrance floated from her body, like a snow-capped ice lotus, pure and beautiful, but after a closer look, it seemed to be filled with an alluring sweet fragrance, enough to confuse men in the world. .

dad?

Little Bun stretched out his hand and tugged at the leg of his trousers, like a small tail, and followed closely behind.

But soon he found that his father's footsteps were getting slower and slower.

Dad's long legs are actually slower than his short legs.

Dad, didn't you have enough to eat today? Can't hold your mother anymore?

Thinking about it, Baozi puffed out his cheeks in dissatisfaction.

When he grows up, he must not be like his father, who can't even hold his mother, so how can he protect his mother?

The son's childish complaint, like a basin of cold water in winter, suddenly made Shen Yichong sober.

His ears were a little red, and he immediately increased his pace and walked quickly towards the room on the second floor.

When he got to the big bed, he was about to throw Yu Yaoyao, who was like a pool of water in his arms, looking at him, onto the bed, but the little bun rushed over and grabbed his arm.

Dad, you have to slow down. Mommy has a headache and backache. Slow down.

Don't hurt Mommy.

Shen Yichong: ...

He didn't look uncomfortable at all when he looked at the woman with bright eyes.

And Yu Yaoyao's beautiful eyes flowed, and she stretched out her little hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes, shaking it gently.

Taking the opportunity to raise his head again, he printed a strawberry print directly on his neck!

Thank you, dear husband~ your arms are so warm

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