Baby and mommy are showgirls

Chapter 30 Someone's Son Wants to Steal

Jiang Zhiyu: "Second sister-in-law, I am the victim of your cutie, how can you be so eccentric, there is no love on this earth, the baby wants to go back to Mars, don't stop me, let me go."

There was a sneer on the corner of Jiang Baobao's mouth, with a small expression of "you hurry up and don't disturb me and Xiao Jing's world of two people".

Of course, Jiang Baobao's scumbag father has been automatically ignored by him.

Su Jing looked at the red, green and green glass cups on the table, and asked, "Baby, why do you bake so many breads and biscuits? Good boy, don't waste food casually."

Jiang Baobao: "Because I don't know what flavor Xiaojing Mama likes to eat, so I roasted a little of each."

That's it, the evil capitalist thinking.

Su Jing said, "You can ask me."

Probably because he was afraid that Su Jing would scold him for wasting money, Jiang Baobao lowered his head and said in a weak voice, "You can't disturb Xiaojing Mama's sleep."

The unexpected gentleness, like the sunny catkins on the embankment in spring, made Su Jing's heart warm. She raised the corner of her mouth and kissed Baby Jiang's little face.

"Baby is so considerate, but what are you going to do with the unfinished food?"

Su Jing knew that although Baby Jiang was soft and cute in front of her, he would never be an ordinary baby.

After all, his eyes are full of childish aura, but sometimes he will inadvertently reveal a maturity that does not belong to his age.

So Su Jing believed that Jiang Baobao would give her a satisfactory answer.

Sure enough, I heard Jiang Baobao say: "Let my little uncle take it to the company as an employee benefit."

Already thought of a way out.

Su Jing screamed in his heart, he was gentle, considerate and intelligent, and he looked as cute as a porcelain doll.

Why is someone else's son so perfect? ​​I want to steal it.

Twenty minutes later, a sumptuous breakfast was served on the table. It was full of color, fragrance and artistic sense, making it hard to bear to eat.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yan Wang's cooking skills are comparable to the chefs of five-star restaurants.

She thought that his hand could only hold a gun, but who knew he could hold a spatula, it was such a cute contrast.

"Pumpkin and millet porridge to nourish the stomach, stir-fried broccoli with garlic to supplement vitamins, and steamed shrimp to supplement protein..."

When Jiang Yuhan introduced the dishes, his voice was particularly pleasant, as if it was a gorgeous movement from the mysterious forest, and every note made people want to dance.

Su Jing put a piece of shrimp in his mouth, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it: "Boss, please accept my knee, the instant noodles last night really wronged you."

Jiang Yuhan gave Su Jing a broccoli flower: "I'm not wronged, it's delicious."

Jiang Zhiyu: Hehe, it's so delicious that you have diarrhea, second brother, don't be too obvious when you talk nonsense.

Jiang Baobao pursed her lips, unwilling to be courted by her father alone, and pushed the milk to Su Jing: "Xiao Jing drank milk."

"Okay, thanks baby."

Jiang Baobao glanced at his father with proud little eyes, Xiaojing Mama said thank you to me, but didn't tell you, so Xiaojing Mama loves me more, hum.

Eating both Chinese food and Western food, after one meal, Su Jing felt that he was fed by the father and son.

Hiccup, the little belly is round.

Of course, Jiang Zhiyu's dog food is also very full, he is simply looking for abuse.

If it weren't for the heart of a little spy, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

After the meal, Su Jing consciously cleaned up the dishes, but was stopped by Jiang Yuhan.

"These things are done by someone." Jiang Yuhan glanced at Jiang Zhiyu.

Jiang Zhiyu pointed to the tip of his nose: "Oh, second brother, you can't treat your little cutie like this, you know, I'm so delicate, I don't touch my fingers."

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)