Very pure and cute: diamond rich come on a blind date

The Qi family mansion.

Yang Yang, who has always loved CHUANG, got up from his mattress in excitement as soon as the servant said that the Second Young Master had returned.

With a small body, he didn't even bother to put on clothes, and rushed out of the bedroom with a clatter of slippers.

Even Bella, who was languidly guarding the door, seemed to smell an unusual smell, immediately stood up on all fours, wagging her tail, and ran up behind Yang Yang.

"Hey, dad, dad, dad..."

While running, Yang Yang raised his voice step by step and shouted.

The high-pitched and excited child's voice swayed like silver bells in the Qi family's mansion.

Bella followed behind, as if infected, she also called out "Wang, Wang Wang, Wang Wang...".

These days with Yangyang, although Bella always fights with him, but in the end the two little guys will always reconcile strangely as before.

Qi Yemo pushed the wheelchair out of his father's study room, and before he could make a turn——

Boom~.

A bunch of fat little things, like a small whirlwind, suddenly rushed over...

"Daddy, daddy, daddy..." Yang Yang grinned, hugged Qi Yemo's plaster leg tightly with his small body, tilted his head up, and smiled brightly.

Du Zuier gurgled, as if calling Dad addicted.

Qi Yemo frowned subconsciously, and glanced at the lump of flesh beside his leg.

This kid can actually wear a brand-name pajamas into a crumpled hemp ball, with a chicken-nest hair that hasn't been combed at all, and ran over with flip-flops, one of the slippers flew away on the way.

Is this... or the son in his usual memory, who was meticulous about every detail?

Since the last time he had a fight with this kid because of Bella's stupid dog, after this kid ran away, Qin Huo told him that he was taken back that night.

He knew that children were just children after all, just playing with their temper.

Who knows, it's good that he didn't see him, but when he saw him, his face became darker and darker.

"Qi, Si, Chen!" Each word came out of his lips after a pause.

"Hey..." Yang Yang kept giggling, how could he know what Qi Yemo was thinking.Opening a pair of clear big eyes, he blinked and looked up at the tall and burly strange man in front of him.

Yang Yang had seen him in the photo, and the servant said this was Chen Chen's father.

"Father..." Yang Yang babbled and yelled, his small body climbed up from his plaster leg like a little monkey.

Dirty soles stepped on his white trouser legs very unceremoniously, leaving cute little black footprints one after another.

A certain clean freak's face turned black.

"Qi Sichen, what the hell are you doing!" He stared at his son who was craving his arms like a puppy. In his memory, this kid seemed to have never done such an outrageous act.

"Hey... Dad..." Yang Yang used his proud clinging skills, climbed onto Qi Yemo's legs in two or three strokes, threw himself into Qi Yemo's arms, and then——

"Wow..." With a sound, the little guy burst into tears without warning.

Seeing that Qi Yemo was stunned for a while.

The anger was instantly extinguished by the little guy's inexplicable crying.

The crying of the little guy attracted many servants to watch, but after the lesson from last time, no one dared to provoke the father and son this time.

"Wow wow wow wow..." Yang Yang's cry was like a flood, a torrential river, endless, out of control...

Qi Yemo stared at his crying son in his arms.

A look of bewildered panic gradually appeared on the handsome face that had always been calm...