Watching An Ranxi take the ring box in his hand, he stuffed it into the arms of the secretary on the side with a look of disgust, retreated from the annoying man and walked into the office, and threw the door hard.

Xiyan's mouth flattened, and her eyes were full of water, "Mommy...."

Yiling kissed him on the cheek, "Baby, we don't want her either, will Dad take you to the amusement park?" ”

Xiyan didn't speak, and her small eyes kept looking at Ahn Ran-hee's office with a sad look.

"Don't tell her we've been here."

Secretary: "Yes, Chairman." ”

After Ahn Ran-hee finished recalling, he watched his son look through the complaining eyes, and silently pulled the quilt to his head and covered his face.

"Daddy said you don't want us... Run away with men! ”

The little face puffed up angrily, it doesn't matter if he is not fluent in Chinese, he is fluent in French!

"Son, you don't believe me..."

Ahn Ran-hee pretended to be pitiful and looked at him with a pair of dark eyes.

"Gas!"

"Son, mommy loves you."

Ahn Ran-hee snorted, pulled out the book in his hand and threw it to the side, pressed him into the quilt, reached out and pressed the switch, and the room went dark all of a sudden.

"Mommy... Escape the topic! ”

"Good night!"

"No! I want Daddy! Daddy Daddy! ”

An Ranxi black line, "Little Ancestor, go to sleep!" I've got to work tomorrow! ”

"Cloth ~~ want! Listen to the story! ”

Xi Yan ignored her, pulled her hand and stood up, turned on the light, climbed to the other side to take the book back, and handed it to An Ranxi.

Ahn Ran-hee stuffed her head into the pillow, "I don't want to... Honey, I really want to sleep..."

"Story! Daddy will give it to me..."

Ahn Ran-hee had to sit up, hold her eyelids, and read it to him.

Halfway through the reading, the little baby was already asleep, An Ranxi yawned, covered him with a quilt, and lowered his head to kiss him between his eyebrows.

"Good night, sunset."

hugged his little body contentedly, looked at his cute sleeping face, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

This little thing, which doesn't stop all day long, looks at her like an artificial monitor.

I don't know what thoughts Zhongli Yiling has instilled in him, he always likes to control her!

She must find a time to talk to Zhongli Yiling, if she continues like this, her son will definitely be spoiled by him!

Reaching out and pinching his soft little face, holding her head up with her hands and staring at him, this is what she must do every night before going to bed.

may be because the facial features have not grown yet, so I feel that Xiyan is not like Gu Beiyan at all, but just a little similar.

Reaching out and playing with his soft black hair, he closed his eyes with his hands on his head.