Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【121 Love Choose One】

"Mummy, I have already rejected those tasks."

Song Xiaotou walked to the computer and sat on Zhizhi's lap, "I promised Mommy that I will stay with you at home."

Zhizhi pinched his face, "Shitou, do you want to go to school? You are already eight years old. If you don't go to school, you will be autistic."

"I listen to Mommy." Shitou nestled in Song Xiaozhi's arms, "School, right?"

Seeing his son's angelic smile, Zhizhi listened to his obedient answer, and warned, "Promise so quickly, what the hell are you thinking?"

"Why doesn't Mommy always believe me?" Song Xiaotou was helpless.

"Because you have too many brains."

"That's also inherited from you, Mommy."

"Shit, your mother is well-educated, very gentle and virtuous, you damn child is too smart, don't take my mother seriously."

Would a well-educated, gentle and gentle person say shit?

Song Xiaotou rolled his eyes at Zhizhi, but his tone was still sweet, "I put Mommy in my heart!"

"Stop the sugar-coated cannonballs", Zhizhi took him down from his arms, "I will send you to school tomorrow, you are not allowed to take computer class to paralyze the computers in the whole school, and you are not allowed to make your own voice changer to scare the principal that there will be terrorist attacks , not to mention deliberately planting fake miniature bombs nearby to attract the police to close the school, do you hear me?"

Stone sighed, looking frustrated.

What fun is there in going to school?

"Song Xiaotou, did you hear that!" Zhizhi was rarely a strict mother, and asked repeatedly, "Promise me first!"

"Okay, I promise Mommy, I will obediently attend class this time."

Shitou nodded obediently, "Mommy, I'm going to cook."

Zhizhi rubbed her son's soft hair and laughed, "Good boy, I want to eat mapo tofu, sweet and sour pork ribs, vinegar chicken, and Dongpo pork."

Stone glared at her, "Mamma sei un maiale!" (Italian for mamma you are a pig)

Song Xiaozhi stared back, "Usted es el cerdo!" (You are the pig in Spanish)

The mother and son are so tough that they have to speak different languages ​​when swearing.

When Song Xiaotou was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, he suddenly regretted it.

Back then, why didn't he sell himself to his godmother...

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There are still three days before the auction, the preparation of the auction venue is fully entrusted to An Yi, and Song Xiaozhi is sent to help——

The two sat in the monitoring room and checked the monitoring equipment. Song Xiaozhi took a sip of hot coffee and said slowly, "There are still three days left. Finally, we can successfully complete the task."

An Yi adjusted the cameras everywhere, and asked, "Xiao Zhi, Miss Ou's family is here, are you worried?"

"I'm only worried about whether 2012 is the end of the world!"

"Xiaozhi, you are pretending to be strong to cover up your heartache. In fact, you saw the young master and Miss Ou together, and you were so sad, didn't you?"

"Yes! I'm so sad!" Song Xiaozhi answered impatiently, and changed the subject, "An Yi, when will the golden jade clothes be brought into the venue?"

"In the early morning of the auction day, you will work very hard that day."

"Is it just me working hard?"

"Because the day after the auction is the young master's wedding, for you..."

"An Yi, I'm going to pick up Miss Ou to try on the wedding dress." Song Xiaozhi put down his glass and got up, ignoring An Yi, "You continue to YY, we will talk when you have time."

An Yi's eyes flashed brightly, and she said with a smile: "Xiaozhi, do you want to know whether you are more important in the eyes of the young master, or Miss Ou? I can help you."

"Don't... don't help me, I really don't want to know."

Song Xiaozhi waved away.

There was a smile on An Yi's lips, shrewd and cunning.

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People say that women are crazy when they get married, and their enthusiasm for wedding dresses has never changed. Ou Xinya helped Zhizhi to prove it well.

Miss Ou's personality is weak, she has no independent opinion, and she is always hesitant when making decisions. Song Xiaozhi has been with Ou Xinya to try on the wedding dress for two full hours since she had lunch.

"Xiaozhi, I can't make up my mind, which one do you think is better?"

Zhizhi leaned on the sofa with a weary compliment, "Miss Ou is naturally beautiful and can't give up, she looks radiant in anything she wears."

Ou Xinya sighed, "I don't know which one Young Master Jue likes, Xiao Zhi, I want them to take a photo for me every time I wear it, and show it to Young Master Jue for selection tonight."

"Miss Ou, whatever you want, I'll wait."

Song Xiaozhi couldn't imagine the sweet scene of Nangong Jue accompanying Ou Xinya to choose a wedding dress. She only remembered that Nangong Jue was a cold-hearted man who couldn't even untie his corset, so he probably wouldn't be interested in it at all.

But maybe Ou Xinya is a special case.

Zhizhi remembered that Miss Song was still alienated after he and herself had a good night together, and this young lady had only known Xinya for three or two days, she hummed softly, leaned down and fell asleep hugging the pillow.

When she got in the car and went back to Nangong's house, Song Xiaozhi looked at her watch and said, "Oh shit, it took a total of six hours. She had taken the longest nap in history over the years."

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Nangong's family is once again a corrupt singing and dancing scene. The old man of the Ou family lives in the villa of Nangong's family. Nangong Zhan treats him with special courtesy. The daily dinner must be a luxurious feast of luxury.

Song Xiaozhi was once again honored to be stayed by Mr. Nangong for dinner. In order to save food for the family, Miss Song was obliged to agree.

This time, she cautiously did not sit next to Nangong Yu, nor sat opposite Nangong Absolutely, but sat with An Yi in the corner at the end, far away from the dangerous animals, and ate silently with her head down.

"Little Zhi, tonight is your chance," An Yi whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I will confirm it for you tonight."

"An Yi, is there anything I can ask you for?"

An Yi chuckled, lowered his head and picked up his fork to continue eating.

A string of question marks floated over Song Xiaozhi's head...

(There are more today...)