My Mr. Su is very arrogant

Chapter 600 Little thing, when did I die? (6)

After Su Zimo took a shower, he came to the room of the little milk bag. At this moment, he had already fallen asleep, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a sound of even breathing.

The sleeping position is slightly turned sideways, with a small foot resting on the quilt, which is exposed!
Su Zimo was so cute by his appearance, and after a chuckle, he went to the bed and put his calf into the quilt for him, and then covered him with the quilt.

The little Naibao frowned slightly, and then squirmed, just when Su Zimo thought he was about to wake up, and then made no other movements, it was obvious that he had fallen asleep again.

Su Zimo couldn't help chuckling, leaned over and kissed his little cheek, it was really a delicate feeling to have such a big son suddenly appear.

Before he had no children, he didn't like children very much. He thought it was really troublesome for children to cry all the time!

However, when he learned that he had a child, that feeling seemed to disappear, and he just wanted to be good to the child.

Su Zimo stood by the bed, took out his mobile phone and took a snapshot of the side face of the little milk bag sleeping soundly. From a random angle of the capture, he could vaguely see that this face was as high as 90.00% similar to him.

Long eyelashes, a tall nose, and that soft, slightly pouty mouth.

Because of his deep sleep, his face was slightly flushed, like a crisp and delicious red apple, which made people want to take a bite.

Su Zimo looked at the captured picture and was extremely satisfied. Then he opened the Weibo software that had not been used for a long time, edited a paragraph on it, attached this photo, and posted it.

—— "This is my son, with long eyelashes, just like his mommy!"

Don't you suspect that the child doesn't know who it is?

This microblog he posted is the best explanation, slapping some trolls in the face.

After doing all this, Su Zimo directly quit Weibo, but he didn't know... because of his updated Weibo, there was another uproar on the Internet——

"Wow! This is President Su and Xi's son! He's so handsome."

"These eyelashes...the nose...the small mouth...the side face, when he grows up, he must be a little brother who 'disasters' thousands of girls."

"Ahhh! Why was I born so early, mom... I want to go back into your womb and recreate it. My family background is not comparable, but at least my appearance is worthy of my little brother~"

"Little brother, are you short of a wife? I can wait for you to grow up."

"That aunt upstairs, forget it! Don't harm the society."

"My Mama Mia! I've already been fascinated by just a snapshot of her profile, no... I want to quickly create my little brother's little daughter-in-law, let's stop talking, I'll be busy 233333~ "

"I'm full of dog food, so I don't have to eat breakfast tomorrow morning!"

"My husband hasn't updated a single Weibo post for a year. Now that he suddenly posts something serious, I realize that I've been cheated on. My heart is broken... But, I will finish this bowl of dog food crying."

"Touch the upstairs, let me know if you are choked, so I can give you a bottle of milk."

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Su Zimo, who is the client, looked at the 1.5-meter-long bed in front of him, and he started to have a headache again. He originally wanted to spend the night with the little guy, but he didn't want... how small this bed... a little?

Forget it, let's just make do with it for one night!

I'll buy a bigger bed tomorrow to prevent Muxi from letting him into her bedroom, so I can have a place to sleep.

(End of this chapter)