Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

As soon as Chang Mian finished speaking, Qin Shou vomited beside him.

"Chang...Chang Mian? Did you really put such disgusting things in the meat buns I ate?"

Chang Mian looked innocent: "I just made a few buns filled with maggots. They are rich in protein and a real nutritious breakfast."

"vomit------------"

No wonder!No wonder his right eyelid twitched when he ate.

"vomit------------"

Chang Mian raised her eyebrows, and said to her precious son with a smile on her lips, "From now on, Dad will teach you how to deal with the enemy bit by bit."

Little Cheche really showed admiration, but, "Father, what are maggots?"

"Small animals."

"Oh." Che'er half-understood, temporarily unable to understand why the bad uncle was afraid of small animals, he leaned into his father's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, did you really put small animals in the buns that the bad uncle ate?" Animal?"

"Although not, but a word from my father can disgust the bad uncle for a whole day." Chang Mian responded in a low voice: "The bad uncle vomited everything he ate, and he might not be able to eat again for a whole day."

Little Cheche laughed furiously.

Remember from now on, killing must be invisible!Do nothing to insult your intelligence.

Chang Mian disgusted Qin Shou, carried her son back to the office, walked out of the rest room and bumped into son Lan Ya head-on, little Cheche forgot to close his mouth in surprise, and opened his eyes wide.

Opening his arms in the next second, he left Chang Mian and wanted to throw himself into Lan Ya's arms.

"Is this going against the sky?" Chang Mian was jealous.

Lan Ya firmly caught his small body and held him in her arms, "Little Cheche, do you like the gift that uncle gave you yesterday?"

If you don't like it, why would you open your arms and throw yourself into Lan Ya's arms at this moment?

"I like it!" Little Cheche cupped Lan Ya's face with his exaggerated little hands, and took the initiative to peck Lan Ya heavily with his small mouth: "Uncle Lan, will you still give me a gift tomorrow?"

"Che'er, men are most afraid of being captured by sugar-coated bullets." Chang Mian carried his son back from Lan Ya's arms, and taught him earnestly as he walked to the office: "You can tell Dad anything you want, and Dad will buy it for you." , but you must not be cheated by others with a candy."

"Father, what are sugar-coated cannonballs? Toys? This Che'er wants it; if it's candy, I'll give it to Yaya. Yaya loves candy the most," little Cheche suddenly pursed his mouth, and said rather depressed : "But my mother said that I can't see Yaya often in the future."

"..." Chang Mian was about to say something when his phone rang, and Chang Mian connected, beaming at the phone, "Shangshang, Che'er is with me... okay, okay, don't make a fuss, I'll bring my son here The company will go back immediately after dealing with some matters...Che'er is fine...Okay, sleep a little longer..."

Chang Chang hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

Not seeing Che'er in the morning, she was so frightened that she lost her soul, and it turned out that she was taken away by Chang Mian.

She laughed at herself secretly, she was indeed a little nervous.

But Che'er was by her side since childhood, and never left her for a day. She was used to Che'er being under her nose all the time. Don't blame her for fussing. Mother and child are connected. She just isn't used to it.

The soft winter sun shines on her body, and Changshang stands on the balcony, with black and beautiful fluffy curly hair, looking at the warm and romantic home, feeling extremely comfortable.