"Wasn't your old home pretty?"

Xiao Nibao shook his head, playing with his fingers a little aggrieved, "It's also beautiful, there are many, many beautiful flowers there, and a big tree." But Ma Ma is here, and the little milk bag also wants to be here. I'm from country Z, I don't want to go abroad, I just want to stay here. ”

Ye Beichen sat on the carpet, leaned back on the sofa, and reached out to rub the little guy's little head.

"Good! As long as you can help me successfully catch up with your mother, you can live here reasonably and call me dad openly. ”

"Really?" The little guy's eyes sparkled, and then he opened his mouth and raised his eyebrows at Ye Beichen with a smile, "I will try very hard to help you catch up with me, did you forget?" I'm here to make you chase me!! ”

Ye Beichen asked thoughtfully, "Has your mother been with anyone over the years?" ”

Xiao Milk Bao immediately shook her head, "No! I've always been very busy, and when I have time to go home, I also accompany the little milk bag, and I rarely go out. ”

Late at night, Ye Beichen finished reading the storybook and looked at the little milk bag that fell asleep, his eyes were slightly gloomy.

She looks very similar to Bai Weiwei, but her eyes are bigger than Bai Weiwei, I don't know if it's his psychological effect, Ye Beichen always feels that this child looks a little like himself.

After being silent for a while, Ye Beichen's hand touched the hair of the little milk bag.

After thinking about it, I was amused by this ridiculous idea of my own.

She said that the baby was born in December, but what was he expecting?

But my heart is vaguely waiting, thinking, longing.

After thinking about it, Ye Beichen still reached out and pulled a few hairs of the little milk bag, and then put it in the book and left.

……

The next day, Ye Beichen took the little milk bag to the president's office.

The secretaries were almost shocked, and they all looked at this little guy who had just come a few days ago, and came in today with the president's hand and shake it.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Xiao Milk Bao was not afraid, crossed her two little hands in front of her, and then bowed very politely.

"Hello young ladies, my name is Xiao Nibao, I am four years old this year, and I am here to work with Baba today. I said that a good baby can't disturb others to do things, so the young ladies rest assured that I will not make a big noise and disturb the young ladies. ”

Pink bubbles immediately appeared in front of the secretaries, "It's so cute." ”

"Wow! So polite! ”

Cute babies can be seen everywhere, but it is the first time I have seen such a polite baby bag as this little milk bag in front of me.

"Thank you for the compliments, then I'll go to work with Baba first!"

After speaking, the small hand pulled Ye Beichen again, and the two of them walked into the office one after the other.

At this moment, Ye Beichen suddenly had the illusion that the little milk bag was really his daughter.

It would be nice if the little milk bag was his own daughter.

His eyes fell back on the book with his little milk bag hair, and his eyes were slightly sunken.

Do you want to do DNA?

It is usually difficult for parents who come to work with small children to concentrate on their work.

At the beginning, the secretary of the president's office thought that this child would also be very lively, after all, it was reasonable for children to not be able to sit still.

But what I didn't expect was that the little milk bag was very quiet.

The secretary went in and out several times, and saw that she was just sitting there quietly reading the picture book, occasionally picking up the things that Ye Beichen arranged for the secretary to prepare for her, and eating it carefully.

The sound is tiny, tiny, so small that it is almost negligible.