The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 469 Xiaohang PK Shaozhe (1)

Shao Zhe interrupted him coldly, "She is not your cook."

This brat really didn't treat himself as an outsider, he wanted everything and ordered his woman as soon as he came.

Not happy, not happy.

Xiaohang wasn't angry either, he stuck out his tongue and smiled wickedly, "Uncle Shaozhe, you are so stingy, no wonder my dad said you..."

Speaking of this, I paused, leaving countless room for reverie.

Shaozhe was stunned, "What?"

Xiao Hang smiled proudly, his eyes sparkled, "Hee hee, don't talk, just think about it slowly."

He acted softly, "Aunt Danqing, Xiaohang wants to eat."

Looking at such a cute child, Danqing didn't have the ability to resist at all, he stuffed his son into Shaozhe's arms, "Okay, let's play with my brother for a while, and I'll get well soon."

She hasn't made desserts for a long time, and it's rare for anyone to appreciate it. Of course, she has tried her best and is extremely busy.

Looking at the busy little woman in the kitchen, Shaozhe lowered his face, very unhappy.

"Boy, don't order her to do this or that in the future."

Xiaohang was angry with him, raised his face and smiled sweeter, "Does it hurt? Aunt Danqing likes me more than you."

Shaozhe stared at him, his thoughts turned, "You kid, you deliberately made things difficult for me, did I offend you before?"

Which family does this poor kid belong to? I feel very familiar with Danqing.

Well, he also had a sense of familiarity, probably seen it before.

Xiao Hang stuck out his tongue and made a grimace, "Yes, you used to bully me all the time, so I will bully you back when you hit your head."

Shaozhe had a black thread on his face, "Dream."

Xiaohang rolled his eyes, and suddenly said something surprising, "Uncle Shaozhe, don't you want to marry Aunt Danqing? If you don't marry, when I grow up, I will marry Aunt Danqing as my wife."

In this way, you can eat delicious things every day, and you will be happy just thinking about it.

"You..." Shaozhe opened his eyes wide, dumbfounded, "What are you talking about? If you talk nonsense again, just go back to me immediately."

Damn, it's actually a little rival in love, wanting to beg for a wife at such a young age, it's really... shameless and perverted.

Xiaohang was not afraid of him, he ran to the kitchen door and complained loudly, "Aunt Danqing, Uncle Shaozhe bullied me and wanted to drive me home."

Dan Qing rolled his eyes angrily, "Shao Zhe, don't bully Xiao Hang, he is still a child."

Shaozhe was very depressed, who is this?

"Humph."

Where is this kid?Quirky and weird, more tricky and weird than ordinary adults.

But he won't tell her, this kid's ghost.

He grabbed the little guy by the collar, pulled it aside, and warned coldly, "Don't think about her, she is mine."

Xiaohang tried his best to straighten his chest, not bowing his head to the evil forces, "Uncle Shaozhe, although you are handsome, I will become even more handsome when I grow up, and then Aunt Danqing will empathize with someone else."

Shaozhe was completely speechless, this child is too greasy, he has a headache.

He changed his mind, changed his mind, and called softly, "Xiao Hang."

Xiaohang trembled all over, his skin got goosebumps, he frowned in disgust, "Don't call me so affectionate, what the hell are you trying to do?"

Shaozhe asked with a smile, "How old are you?"

"Eight years old." Xiaohang stretched out eight white and tender fingers, shaking and shaking.

Shaozhe had a splitting headache and was extremely powerless, "By the time you wait for you, your Aunt Danqing is already an old woman, you can't watch it, you still..."

He wholeheartedly wanted to dispel the little guy's thoughts and tried his best.

But such a trick is useless to a clever little genius, who can see through it at a glance.

"Cut, don't coax my child into thinking I can't count. A woman with 31 flowers is mature and beautiful."

He rolled his eyes, "Besides, I'm not like some people who judge people by their appearance."

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Hehe, Junjun was away from home all day yesterday because he had something to do, and he didn’t type a few words, so you just read it together. Forgive me, the busier the festival is, the more you drink, celebrate birthdays and meet friends, you can’t miss one thing after another.

The person who wrote the comment has not privately Q'd me yet, hurry up, I sent some of them last night.

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