Three years later.

In the center of Jincheng City, where every inch of land is valuable, a top-level villa area suddenly erected, named "Happiness Lane"!

An excellent location in the middle of the hustle and bustle, whether it is to the best school, the best hospital, or the most bullish Shenye Group, the driving distance is within half an hour.

Moreover, the community environment is first-class, the security system is top-notch, and the property service is the top in the industry, which is directly managed by Shenye Group.

I heard that the house price per square meter is close to the sky-high price of five or six hundred thousand, but the rich and powerful people in Jincheng are still sharpening their heads and squeezing in, but they don't even have a number, it is really difficult to find a room.

According to people familiar with the matter, this villa area was tailored for his mysterious little wife by Ye Zeting, the president of Shenye, a few years ago. It took several years to invite the world's top construction team to build it meticulously at any cost.

This glittering villa area, which is separated by several streets, can smell the smell of RMB in the face.

And Ye Dashao is so painstaking and lonely, but he just wants to smile at his beloved little wife at the celebration of the fourth wedding anniversary.

The melon-eating masses in Jincheng said: The young grandmothers of the Ye family are smiling or not, they don't know, anyway, they are sour.

Especially the majority of women who eat melons sigh to the sky, good husbands are really from other people's families, and God owes them a night!

Don't look at the rich and powerful people in Jincheng, but they can pass the selection of Ye Dashao and become his neighbors, but there are only a few who are very lucky.

And these owners only found out after moving in-

This villa area looks like every villa is almost the same, in fact, the most attentive, the best design, and the most comprehensive functions are only the villa where Ye Shao and Tang Qiao live.

Only a handful of these neighbors were invited to visit the villa where the overnight stay was small, and the scope of activity was limited to the first floor.

All they know is that the first floor has a living room, a dining room, and a variety of functional areas. There are also several rooms for the maids. As for the bedrooms of the couple and their two children, they are all on the second floor. It was a place where even the average maid of the house could not come and go at will, let alone the guests.

In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, and the first rays of sunlight shining into the center of Jincheng City fall on Tang Qiao and Ye Zeting's bedroom.

It's Monday, and a certain dad is wearing an apron and wielding a spatula, frying the family's poached eggs in the kitchen on the first floor. The intimate little padded jacket, also tied with a small apron of the same color, was beating him.

The beautiful girl who is almost nine years old, looking at her father, who is "fatherly like a mountain", is happy to give her little daughter-in-law an omelette, and she can't help but sigh, this is all fate!

Isn't it because a certain Qiao inadvertently boasted a month ago that the poached eggs he fried were better than the chef's? Her "old father" has been waking up early for a month in a row and comes to fry eggs with his own hands every day.

Fry it. Even Grandma Yu's share is counted, he frying five eggs every morning, among which the most tender and delicious one is given to her mother Qiao, and the rest are fried and fried, which are divided between the four of them.

Arlene really can't bear it, she can eat burnt rotten, her baby little brother is just over three years old, can she eat it?

So she has a talent for cooking, and she came to help, the best omelette for Joe's mother, and the second best omelette for the little brother. As for the three of them, it doesn't matter, they will be scorched and scorched, and rotten will be eaten. I don't dare to throw the eggs fried by my own hands at night.

After making the omelette, the night chef has to take a simple shower to wash away the smell of oily smoke.

Before leaving, he would press a button on the side of the table, and then the small alarm bells of several rooms on the second floor would go off together, and the majestic wake-up music would be played.

Usually at this time, Derpy Tang will choose to cover his head with a quilt and continue to sleep. It's been three years, and the bad habit of going to bed late and waking up late has been very stable.

After a while, the bedroom door was opened from the outside.

A pink and cute little milk ball with a pinch of derpy hair on his head, barefoot, ran in.

"Mommy, Mommy, get up. Grandpa Sun's ass spanking......"

The little milk dumpling shouted milkily, ran to Tang Qiao's bed in one breath, and then pouted his little fart, like a little penguin, and arched his head into Tang Qiao's bed.

How can Tang Qiao still sleep steadily? The sleeping little soul was completely awakened by his son.

When the quilt was lifted, I saw a little fluffy head arching out—

Complete Q Meng version of the mini night big and young, the handsome, delicate and atmospheric facial features, as if compared to his father's face in a certain proportion of the reduction and copying, only those eyes are very similar to Tang Qiao, cute and clear, long eyelashes are still flickering.

As soon as he grinned, the little milk fat on the cheeks bulged.

Tang Qiao's heart was suddenly cute!

Stretched out his hand and hugged his son into his arms, kissed him several times, and then asked him with a smile: "Oh, whose little baby is this?" ”

"This is Mommy's little baby!" The little milk dumpling was kissed and giggled, and the little hands sneaked into Tang Qiao's armpits, and then made a surprise attack, tickling his mommy, "Mommy doesn't get up, Mommy is a little lazy worm." Xiao Lin'er got up, Xiao Lin'er is a little bee. ”

Tang Qiao couldn't stop laughing, grabbed his son's mischievous little hand, and scared him, "The little bee only makes honey and doesn't eat, so from today onwards, I won't give Xiao Lin'er food, okay?" ”

The little milk dumpling was stunned for three seconds, and suddenly stopped, "Then I don't want to be a little bee." I'm going to be a little potato. ”

The big fat cat of the potato usually spends his time in the bedroom of the two little babies, sleeping wherever he wants. At this point in time, I should smell the food and run to the kitchen to steal food.

"Why do you want to be a little potato?" Tang Qiao asked.

She really couldn't think of anything to envy about her fat cat. Some time ago, the blind date for that goods failed, and the beautiful cats disliked him for being fat. And that product didn't have the consciousness to eat less.

"Small potatoes can eat, they can eat a lot." Xiao Mengbao's ideal is so direct and changing.

"Hahaha......" Tang Qiao reached out to poke his son's little belly, "Be careful to eat like a little fat man, and when you walk, you twist and twist like a potato." ”

The mother and son made a fuss for a while, and Ye Zeting came over to find a change of clothes after taking a shower.

He smiled and pretended to inadvertently remind a certain little lazy worm lying in bed, "Mrs. Night, today is your first day to go to the hospital for internship, and it is also your son's first day in kindergarten......"

"Get up! Get up! Finally, under the loving (coercive) gaze of her husband, Tang Qiao got up with her son.

Squeezed toothpaste on his son's children's toothbrush, and Xiao Mengbao stood on the small stool and brushed his teeth.

Ye Zeting is more pampered to his daughter, and he is strict with his son, and he lets his son do what he can do by himself, and he is not allowed to fake others. It's like calling Tang Qiao to get up every morning, which is the task assigned to his son by Ye Zeting.

After the mother and son finished washing, they changed into the clothes they had prepared the day before, and held hands with their big hands and prepared to go downstairs to eat. Xiao Mengbao is young, and it will be difficult to walk the stairs, so Ye Zeting asked people to design a slide, and he and Arlene can slide directly from the second floor to the first floor.

"Mommy, Mommy, let's race and see who is faster." The little milk dumpling sat on the mouth of the slide, waving her little feet, eager to try.

"Okay, let's play. Ready？ Tang Qiao looked at his son with a smile, Xiao Mengbao was about to nod, Tang Qiao had already stepped away from her slender legs, and the three steps merged into one step, and she rushed down, "Go!"

"Mommy is playing Lai!" Xiao Mengbao's side has just started, and Tang Qiao has already gone down a third of the way. Xiao Mengbao hurriedly slid down hard.

At this time, Grandma Yu downstairs had already put all the delicious breakfast on the table, and Arlene had also fed the little potatoes. Ye Zeting had just sat down at the table, and when he heard a certain Qiao rushing downstairs with a bang, he immediately frowned:

"Tang Xiaoqiao!"

She was deliberately annoying him, wasn't she? Can't you go up a good staircase?

The height and angle of the staircase are carefully designed to be ergonomic and will never cause any harm to the human body. Tang Qiao's bang, bang, is it because his knees don't want it?

"Here!" A certain lawless demon king, hearing that her husband was angry, immediately honestly went down the stairs step by step, and when she was about to go down to the last step, she deliberately stopped and waited for her little Tang Lin baby for a while.

"Mommy, I'm here." Xiao Mengbao quickly slid down and reached the first floor with Tang Qiao.

Tang Qiao was about to happily announce that today's champions were her and her son. Unexpectedly, Xiao Mengbao smiled evilly at his mommy and shrugged her little eyebrows, "Mommy, my shoes came first, Xiao Lin'er won today!" ”

It turned out that when Xiao Mengbao was about to slide to the bottom of the slide, he kicked out the small slippers on his feet with one little foot.

The little slippers landed first, and Tang Qiao's pink slippers landed later, didn't Tang Qiao lose? This is called a soldier who never tires of deceit, and learns from his mother.

"You little villain, you don't learn so many advantages of Mommy, but you learn like this." Tang Qiao's thumb and index finger hooked into a ring, and he took a breath in his mouth, gesturing to play the appearance of Xiao Mengbao's brain.

Xiao Mengbao suddenly shouted, "Sister save me!" Sister, save Xiao Lin'er—"

In addition to kissing Mommy, his favorite person is Sister Arlene.

Arlene hurriedly put down what she was doing, and rushed over like a bolt of lightning.

When Xiao Mengbao saw that the supporter was coming, she opened a pair of small hands and jumped happily on the ground, asking her sister to hug her.

The brother protector mad demon Xiao Arlene hugged Xiao Mengbao in her arms, and said to Tang Qiao, "Mom, how old are you, and you still bully your little brother?" ”

Tang Qiao's extremely light flick landed on his daughter's small head, "I'm willing." "What's the point of having a baby if it's not for fun?

Xiao Mengbao's sister was very protective of her, and hurriedly asked his dad for help, "Daddy, daddy, your daughter-in-law bullied your big baby and little baby, you come and take care of it-"