Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

On the way back, Qing'er was still a little angry: "Mom, my brother is too conscienceless. I played with him for an afternoon, and he didn't even appreciate it!"

Ye Shengge just thought it was funny: "Brother is more than a month, he knows what. When you were more than a month old, your mother fed you in the second and you will forget me in the next second."

Qing'er was a little embarrassed: "Well, I won't blame him this time. I will come back next time and make sure he remembers me. Mom, look at it. It won't take long for my brother to separate from me."

Ye Shenggeqiang refrained from laughing: "Qing'er, it turns out you really come."

"Of course." She said Zhenzhen eloquently, "Younger brother looks so beautiful, is a potential stock."

Potential stocks...

Ye Shengge was unable to vomit, and she did not take the heart to express her support: "Okay, then you have to come on."

...

In the Presidential Palace, Jing Tong told Sister Chen to watch him carefully after his son fell asleep, and came to the study to give himself a full recharge time. Although her life is very good now, Jing Tong still has a sense of crisis. It is too sad to let the child occupy all of her life, so she tried to suppress the urge to be with the child all the time, forcing herself to invest To study and work.

At ten o'clock in the evening, she estimated that the little guy was about to drink milk again, so she packed up and left the study, came to the baby room, but saw the figure of Jiang Yu.

The man holds his son in one hand and feeds the little boy with a bottle in the other. He is skilled and has a smile that is unique to his father.

The little guy is also very face-saving, two hands holding the bottle hard, drinking very hard.

"I'm back, are you busy today?" Jing Tong smiled and walked over to hug him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder to watch his son drink milk.

"Well." Jiang Yu turned around and kissed her face. "A guest came in the afternoon?"

"Yes. Ye Shengge came with Qinger." Jing Tong thought it funny in the afternoon, "...I think these two children are quite destined, haha."

Jiang Yu hooked his lips, he looked at his son's ignorant appearance of drinking milk, and gave a soft sigh: "It depends on his own ability in the future."

The little guy was full of milk just now, and he satiated with a satisfying hiccup.

"Oh, he's going to sleep again." Jing Tong poked his son's cheek, "I know it's easy to sleep, when will you grow up..."

Jiang Yu smiled, he put his son in the cradle, told the servant a few words, reached out to wrap around Jing Tong's waist: "Okay, let's go back to sleep."

Jing Tong was reluctant to give up his son: "He is so young, why not let him sleep in a room with us... The little guy is very good, generally not disturbing at night, he can sleep until early in the morning."

"But if he sleeps with us, you have to get up three or four times a night." Jiang Yu glanced at her.

In the beginning, the children did live in a room with them, but Jiang Yu was never quarreled by his son, but his wife, who was awakened from time to time, was awakened.

Jing Tong snorted, "Why is he still young, I'm worried about what happened..."

"So there are so many people watching him now, what else do you have to worry about." Jiang Yu said, his throat rolled, and black eyes stared at her fixedly, "Have you ever found that since the child was born, you I started to ignore me, eh?"