My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Jing Yiran was a little dazed: "What?"

"Red envelope! Give it back to me!"

"Did I just give it back to you?"

"You only gave me one, and it's nine short! Didn't you just take ten from me? Dad, did he take my ten red envelopes?"

Jing Yichen nodded seriously: "Yes, I see clearly."

Jing Yiran was directly shocked by the rogue of the father and son!

He thought that his face was already thick, and he didn't expect to meet his opponent today!

He couldn't help wailing: "What did I do in my last life, there is such a brother, and there is such a nephew!"

"Don't be crying and howling when you get married, and please give me the remaining nine red envelopes. Won't you want to pay it off?"

Mu Qing had just finished his work and heard Jing Rui’s words when he came over. He looked down on him with a look of contempt: “Jing Yiran, can you not be embarrassed, you also grab the red envelopes of the children? Hurry and return them to Rui Rui. He was given to him by other people who looked at him cutely and smartly. If you want, grab it yourself!"

Jing Yiran's painful helpless face: "Brother, why don't you even believe me! How can I **** this little clever ghost's red envelope, he is framing!"

Shangguan Ning and Zhao An'an didn't know when they came over. Both of them protected Jing Rui, and didn't give Jing Yiran any good looks at all.

"Jing Yiran, why are you bullying my nephew and quickly returning the red envelope to him!"

"Jing Yiran, are you robbing my son's red envelope? Thanks to me, I still care so much about the deer and your children. You're so sorry!

Jing Yiran's head is now big!

How did he get the finger pointing?

This little ghost head really kills him!

"I don't even have half a red envelope on my body, I don't believe you searched!"

His anxious forehead sweated, and he just wanted to take off his clothes to show everyone that he was penniless!

God, I won’t dare to provoke Jing Rui any more in the future, this kid doesn’t know when he can dig a pit and bury him!

He was anxious to defend himself, but no one believed him because Jing Yiran really did it because he was robbing Jing Rui of the red envelope!

The crowd dispersed quickly, and Jing Rui walked out of the way and then came back. He stood in front of Jing Yiran and looked up at a childish face: "Second Uncle, do you like red envelopes? I gave it to you A good one!"

Jing Yiran's conditioned reflex quickly receded and said in horror: "You, you... what are you going to do!"

Just now he was pitted into the dead, why did he change his face after a while, not only willing to call him his second uncle, but also gave him a red envelope!

This is definitely not normal!

This kid doesn't have to come up with any ghost ideas again!

He won't be fooled!

Jing Rui smiled and said: "Don't you like red envelopes? Although I also like it, but I have a lot of them. I'll give you one."

He said, putting the red envelopes on the floor not far from Jingyi, and then hopping away like an ordinary child.

Jing Yiran is very suspicious, is it... he misunderstood Jing Rui?

Did Jing Rui find his conscience?

Or was he just besieged and framed by too many people just now, making this little slider feel a little blamed?

Jing Yiran looked at the striking red envelope on the floor, hesitantly walked in front of the red envelope and picked it up to open it.

Anyway, the worst thing is that the red envelope is empty and there is no money. He was ridiculed once by Jing Rui!

He opened the red envelope, just to see if there was any cash in it. As a result, a "bang" sounded, a black smoke erupted from the red envelope, and rushed to his face. Then his handsome face immediately changed It's ink color!

Both hands didn't escape, they were black, as if they had just dug coal and didn't wash their hands!

Jing Yiran's roar soon echoed throughout the Zheng family's villa: "Jing Rui! You come to me and see that I will not beat you asshole!"

Jing Yichen took his son's little hand and walked in the garden of Zheng's family with ease.

"Son, did you use the little black bean that your grandpa specially gave you?"

"Yes, Dad, the little black bean is quite easy to use. However, this little black bean was not given to me by my grandfather, but I made it myself."

The little black bean that the father and son said was actually a small firecracker-like explosive made of graphite, but this little black bean would immediately explode when it was touched and squeezed, and it was not powerful, it would be very difficult to clean. It is very suitable for pitting people.

"Oh? Have you learned to make little black beans yourself?"

Jing Yichen was a little surprised. He also learned to make such gadgets with Jing Zhongxiu when he was a kid, but he was three years old when he learned it, and Jing Rui is only two years and four months now.

"Yes, Dad, I heard that my record is higher than yours!"

Jing Yichen smiled gently: "You are more powerful than me, and will surpass me in the future."

"I will definitely surpass you, and when I grow up, I will protect you and your mother!"

Jing Rui is full of confidence. He is very longing for a dad who surpasses God. In his heart, Dad is invincible, because until now, he has never seen anything that can be a dad.

Since Dad said that he was more powerful, he must not have lied to him. He was indeed very smart.

The wedding was lively for a day. Jing Yichen and Jing Rui only showed up once. At the rest of the time, he carried his son in the car and studied the structure and dynamic principle of the vehicle. If Jing Rui is now too short, it is estimated that he has learned to drive. .

At the end of the wedding, when she returned home, Shangguan Ning and Jing Rui were sitting in the back row of the car. She touched her son's small head and said with emotion: "Marriage is so touching and so happy. Now, I am waiting for Rui Rui to get married. , His wedding, we must have a grand grand ceremony."

Jing Rui took the hand from his head and calmly said: "Mom, you think too far. It will take at least thirty years for me to get married. You still care about what breakfast I have tomorrow morning is more practical. ."

Shangguan Ning saw that his son wouldn’t let himself touch his head and took him into his arms. He said seriously: "Tomorrow’s breakfast was already set as early as a month ago, and it was set by your father himself. Menu. You can’t get married so late, um... it’s better to get married at about 25 years old, otherwise all the good girls will be picked up by others."

"Dad was also married to you in his thirties, and you still got married. I can use this model in the future. Marrying too early is not good, it is easy to become a wife, and lose your freedom."

Jing Rui said at an early age that he was stunned.

"Mom, you have to promise me that my marriage will be decided by myself. You can't intervene."

Shangguan Ning was a little helpless, so she didn't let her son trust?