The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

You know, An Yunhuai just got her hair done, and her hair has changed a lot. This is one of the favorite hairstyles of many male stars.

And his own superior hair volume, coupled with the advantages of facial features, for a stylist, there is only a difference between performing well and better.

Although An Yunhuai asked for a simple makeup at the beginning, it was obvious that the stylist had put enough thought into it. He went out now, and some people believed that he was an artist who hadn't debuted in any company.

Right now, he was looking up at people with such a carefully turned face, and the stylist felt an arrow in his heart on the spot.

Woooooo, it's not that this man is not gentle, it's just a double standard! !

An Yunhuai's modeling is almost coming to an end, Xiaotao is here, so he simply chats with the children.

"Xiao Tao, why are you here? Didn't Aunt Song let you play with brother Zhixing?"

Xiaotao sat on An Yunhuai's lap, bowed her head and didn't speak, but An Yunhuai already knew his temper a little bit. It seemed that she knew what Song Zhixing's child said that shouldn't be said, and she stepped on the child's thunder.

"Brother Zhixing made you angry?"

The kid finally lifted his swollen face, and complained to the adult aggressively: "He called my sister and said I was fat!"

Children can't hear this.

Song Zhixing's kid is really good at stepping on thunder.

With a "poof", the stylist above his head couldn't help laughing, and he immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I think this kid is very cute, much cuter than that brat in my family."

If the one in his family is so cute, it doesn't matter if it's a son or a daughter, how about doting on it?

Fragrant and soft baby.

Too bad, the stylist sighed. The one in his family is the little devil king of the world, and he wanted to go to the house to expose the tiles when he was four or five years old.

The door was suddenly pushed open again, and others looked at the door, and a handsome young man with curly hair came in.

Most of the people present knew this kid, the son of their employer Mrs. Song, also the son of Mr. Song.

I saw the child walking straight towards An Yunhuai's direction, and greeted obediently: "Brother Yunhuai."

Then he carefully glanced at the kid who was younger than him.

He is so cute.

The child Song Zhixing thought.

No wonder his mother wanted to raise him. It would be nice to have such a younger brother in the family.

This younger brother won't cry and make a fuss when he's angry, he'll just puff up. He's really cute.

Song Zhixing felt that he was about to fall in love with a creature like his younger brother.

"Brother Taotao, don't be angry. My brother won't joke around with you in the future." Although Song Zhixing is still young and has the potential to be a straight man, but under the influence of his father's words and deeds since childhood, he learned the skills of apologizing and admitting mistakes. Seventy to eighty percent.

Although Su Nanzhi has always emphasized that Xiaotao is not a real three-year-old human cub, An Yunhuai can't help but treat him as a child from the perspective of him.

Facts have proved that Xiao Tao is indeed like a child in some respects, not to mention, he also looks like a child, An Yunhuai prefers that he is a child.

Su Nanzhi naturally didn't care how he took care of the child.

Facing Song Zhixing's apology, Xiaotao was still very angry, and he accused mercilessly, "You actually made me wear a skirt just now?!"

Song Zhixing: "..."

He scratched his head in embarrassment: "I think you must look good in it, anyway, I don't have one at home, so I won't really let you wear it."