Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 1880 You are really a real father

Lang Miao, who was in the passenger seat, silently took out her mobile phone and sent good news to Yun Mumu.

Then with a gratified smile on his face, he put it away.

It's not in vain for the young master to think hard... No, I have spent all my time arranging this honeymoon trip, and even bought a travel agency. Now, seeing the young master and the young wife can be so fat and intimate, After a few words of bickering, and then laughing again, Lang Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

If the young master is in a good mood, their life will be easier!
Thinking of two months ago, the young master and the young wife had a quarrel, and a group of them were directly dragged away to work overtime in the company, and they were busy with business every day, endlessly.

After get off work, the young master still doesn't stop to learn some baby-care courses. These rough old men, just looking at such a meticulous procedure, just get a headache. I really admire the young master for continuing to learn.

But now it seems that everything the young master did was worthwhile and has been rewarded.

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Jin Kaka fell asleep all the way, and vaguely felt that someone was brushing the hair on her forehead, and Jin Kaka opened her eyes involuntarily.

In a gorgeous and extraordinary hotel room, the little crying bag next to her is kicking her legs sideways, her little hand is holding her hair on her forehead.

It turned out to be back in town!

"Little crying bag."

Jinkaka turned over and sat up, and hugged her son in her arms. She missed the warm, milk-scented little man very much.

"Do you miss Mommy? Mommy misses you very much."

Xiaokubao couldn't speak, and directly expressed his miss for Jin Kaka with actions.

Seeing the little guy eagerly arching his head and leaning towards his chest, Jinkaka really couldn't laugh or cry.

That's right, she hasn't fed Little Crying Bun herself for a week.

Jin Kaka smiled helplessly, and untied the button with his hands free, "Okay, let's eat."

As soon as the little guy took a bite, the hungry Gululu drank it, as if he had been hungry for a week.

If it weren't for holding the little crying bag, knowing that he must have gained a lot of weight, without her this week, and being taken care of by his parents very well, Jin Kaka was almost deceived by his anxious appearance.

Thinking of something suddenly, Jin Kaka tapped the little crying bag's nose lightly.

"Little bad boy, you're starting to be like your daddy too, you've learned bad habits, haven't you?"

"What's broken?"

Just after finishing speaking, a clear male voice sounded.

Lang Mochen walked in from the outside, watched Jin Kaka deliver the clothes, a large snow-covered area was revealed, and closed the door behind his back.

He coughed lightly, "Remember to close the door in the future."

Jin Kaka was annoyed, "This is our room, my dad and Uncle Lang Ao won't come in casually, okay?"

Where did his worry come from? He was the one who came in quietly all the time.

Lang Mochen pretended not to hear her complaint, and asked repeatedly, "What are you telling your son to be bad?"

"It's just you father and son, each of you bullied me to be honest... Hey, I still expect you to protect me in the future, but I think it's good if you don't bully me."

"Of course we're protecting you."

While speaking, Lang Mochen had already come to Jin Kaka's side, sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed the cheek of the little crying bun.

The little crying bag didn't seem to like being disturbed to eat, so he waved his fist towards Lang Mochen.

Jinkaka smiled, "Haha, your son despises you."

Lang Mochen raised his eyebrows, looked at Jin Kaka's son thoughtfully, and said, "It's almost time for Lang Yixuan to be independent."

Jin Kaka's smile was too late to stop, she was dumbfounded, "What?"

"Let him sleep in a room by himself when we go back."

"...you are really a dear father!"

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