Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【322 The person with the lowest IQ】

Nangong Jue hugged Song Xiaozhi and rolled directly onto the bed. His fingers fell on her fair skin and caressed every inch of her skin. His body was close to her, conveying the warmth of each other. Everywhere his palms touched, he lingered on them.

, with meticulous care, as if treating the most precious treasure.

Miss Song, who enjoyed being treated like this, closed her eyes slightly, her blushing face not fading away, and she asked lightly, "Young Master, someone seems to be eavesdropping outside the door, you know that, right?"

"So what", the eldest young master looked arrogant and didn't care.

Zhizhi stood up, bit his lip provocatively, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want our son to be taught enlightenment education by his parents when he is only eight years old?"

Our son!

He likes these four words!

Nangong Jue sat up and put his suit jacket on her shoulders——

Zhizhi raised his fingers to button the shirt he had just unbuttoned a few seconds ago. He glanced at a pair of small shoes in the row of shoes at the door, took a deep breath and whispered, "You have to face reality."

While she was still thinking about how to explain various misunderstandings and daddy incidents to Shitou, Nangong Jue strode to the door, swinging the door neatly, opened it, and turned sideways!

Everyone who had no time to escape suddenly fell in with a roar!

The first one was Xiao Shitou, followed by An Yan and An Yi!

When the stone was about to be crushed under the crowd, Nangong Jue raised his arms and hugged his son back, leaving the other two to pile on top of each other!

Zhizhi stood up and was about to say something when Xiao Shitou patted Nangong Jue's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How is it?"

"Done."

They both raised their hands, and there was a loud clapping sound, which was very clear.

Little Shitou's childish voice was clear, "Daddy finally got Mommy, Daddy is mighty, Daddy is oh so!"

Miss Song was confused by this inexplicable conversation. When she heard Shitou's three excited "Daddy" sounds, she started to become petrified...

The sound insulation of this house is very good. The people who were lying in front of the door to eavesdrop must have been worried when they heard the gunshots. Even if they had their ears stuck up like pot stickers, they would definitely not be able to hear anything.

But now...

Depend on!

However, his mind was running rapidly, and it took him less than a second to think about everything, and Zhizhi's face immediately turned black.

"Have you told Shitou in advance?"

She roared at Nangong Jue, "I should announce such important news! Shitou is my son, he was raised by me!"

The spearhead turned to the stone and continued to roar, "Song Xiaotou, you are constantly eating me inside and out. I want to take away your gun, your money, your villa, and send you to school right away!"

"

Nangong Jue and Shitou looked calm. After looking at each other, the father decided to come out as cannon fodder, "Miss Song, of all the people here, Shitou is the first to know the truth."

Miss Song stared at the people who got up from the ground, suppressed her anger and asked in a low voice: "Who is second?"

Young Master Nangong raised his hand.

"Who is third?"

An Yan and An Yi raised their hands at the same time, both their left and right hands.

An Yi added, "Brother's right hand represents the third young master. The third young master also knew Shi Shi's identity when he participated in the plan. My right hand represents Miss Tang. She is still resting in the guest room. After seeing Shi Shi in the weapons base that night, she also

You know it, so you should be able to count it with us."

"I'm the last one?"

The knowing resentment body and the furious body burst out, "Who the hell is the real mother here? Who worked so hard to carry the ball for ten months and gave birth to a baby that was so painful that it hurt to death? Let me tell you, Xiao Shitou is my son!"

Depend on!"

Everyone is silent...

Miss Song broke out and became incoherent.

Seeing this, Xiao Shitou jumped out of Nangong Jue's arms and ran to Zhizhi. He grabbed her hand with a cautious expression and comforted her thoughtfully, "Mommy, don't be sad. In fact, we are all for your safety."

Miss Song raised her eyebrows, "My dear son, Mommy doesn't think this is a safety issue. It's obvious that some people treat Mommy as a mentally retarded one."

After saying that, his eyes shot toward all the Nangong family members involved in the plan...

An Yi and An Yanmo immediately fled the scene and went to do whatever they needed to do.

Playing cute didn't work, so the eldest young master walked up to her, rubbed her hair, and said in a low voice: "Miss Song, don't classify yourself as a low-IQ human. As a person in this villa, you are not the last one."

Know.”

After hearing the eldest young master's words, Zhizhi thought about it and realized that she was not the person with the lowest IQ here, so she calmed down a little.

Master Nangong, who had been sitting silently on the sofa in the living room, paused for a moment, then stood up silently and left silently...

It's still going on here.

Miss Song was condescending, "How can you two compensate me?"

Shitou shrugged, "Dad and I will go to the kitchen tonight to cook a big meal for mommy."

Zhizhi thought for a while and smiled at the two of them, "Big dinner, right? Okay, I want to eat sweet and sour pan-fried black tuna, braised squab, red sturgeon rice cake, and reunion lotus seed dew."

"What a mess!" The eldest young master said impatiently, "No!"

Shitou gave the young master an angry look, "You want to follow the tiger's hair at this time, you idiot!"

"No? It's strange, doesn't the Nangong family not raise waste?" Zhizhi sneered, "Young Master, you don't know anything, why are you still living peacefully in the Nangong family?"

This is cynicism and sarcasm without any cover-up!

The eldest young master got angry and slapped Miss Song on the butt, "Stop talking nonsense, don't eat the toast, go cook right away!"

Miss Song will fight back if she changes hands.

But when he turned around, he suddenly saw Nangong Jue holding his chest and frowning, so he quickly stopped his hand.

There were light red blood streaks oozing out from his chest, obviously there was something wrong with the wound.

Zhizhi suddenly remembered that she had punched him in the chest so many times, and panicked for a moment. She helped him sit on the stool and asked softly: "What's wrong? The wound has recurred?"

"fine."

He waved his hand and said nothing.

Zhizhi saw the blood oozing out, and said quickly: "Lie down, and I'll ask An Yi to come and take a look. Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you right away."

The eldest young master looked at her and said, "Everything is fine."

"Mommy," Xiao Shitou asked coolly, holding his face in his hands, "Do you know how to cook other dishes besides eggs?"

(I really want Little Shitou to appear, so young master, please bear with me for a while (^o^) Thank you dear lily_fu1104 for giving me the silent gold medal, eh╭(╯3╰)╮will be updated in the morning...)