Madam Dihao is not good

Sikong Zeye's dark purple shirt is rare for him to wear. It has a touch of enchantment and evil charm, but the cold and arrogant aura remains undiminished.

Mo Zhuojue followed closely behind him, holding Xiao Gang in his arms.

The father and son just came back from the racecourse, Sikong Zeye promised to take Mo Zhuojue to practice horses, but Bai Yunshang didn't go with him because he wanted to meet Mr. Li.

"Why did you come back? It's only 2 o'clock in the afternoon." Bai Yunshang walked up and asked in surprise.

They didn't go out until 9 o'clock, thinking they would play for at least one day. [

"The sun is too big." Sikong Zeye's eyes fell on the living room, and he glanced at Jiang.

"Is it fun?" Bai Yunshang bent down and asked Mo Zhuojue.

He casually hummed, his little face was flushed with sweat, and he was very happy to play, but because of the short time, he looked unhappy.

"Look at your body is sweating," Bai Yunshang turned to the bodyguard and said, "Take him to wash up."

"No, I'll go by myself."

Mo Zhuojue went upstairs with Xiaogang in his arms.

Bai Yunshang straightened Sikong Zeye's collar and asked, "Why don't you take him to play for more time? He's not happy."

Sikong Zeye was also not happy. He had just received the information, and the person Bai Yunshang invited was actually a man. The point is that he is not bad looking.

Any possible crisis, he will be strangled in the cradle

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Sikong Zeye asked.

"Telephone? I was just studying his film and television works with Mr. Li, but I didn't hear the phone call."

"So focused?"

"what happened?"

"Why hire a man?!" He asked angrily.

"I didn't expect him to be so young..."

Bai Yunshang glanced at the living room, Jiang Shenlan sat on the sofa and waited, her eyes just looking at the entrance here.