Tang Xiao Rui raised his eyes and looked at his father's sad face with his sparkling eyes. For the first time, he obediently leaned into his father's embrace, and then, he sighed indifferently: "Daddy, your imagination is really rich. You're even playing with transmigration. You must be thinking too much, hurry up and go to sleep."
Ji Xiaohan was stunned and suddenly felt that he was really a little ridiculous. He was like a child and said such childish words.
The next morning, Tang Youyou was awakened by the alarm clock on time. She reached out to turn off the alarm clock, glanced at her daughter who was still sleeping soundly beside her, and got out of bed quietly.
When she was washing up in the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror and suddenly recalled the feeling of being kissed by Ji Xiaohan last night.
She brushed her teeth harder. It was disgusting. That bastard actually kissed her.
After Tang Youyou tidied herself up, she dragged the half-asleep Tang Xiaonai downstairs.
Downstairs, Tang Xiaorui and his father were already sitting at the dining table. Tang Xiaorui was wearing a noble young master's suit today. His short black hair was combed back by Ji Xiaohan. At this moment, one big and one small, dressed and hairstyle were exactly the same. They were very similar from head to toe.
At this moment, even the sitting posture was the same fierce and domineering.
Tang Youyou saw this scene, the whole person was a little stunned.
A pair of beautiful eyes widened and widened. When she was sure that it was her son, Tang Xiaorui, she frowned.
What kind of aesthetic sense did this man have? How could he turn her son's cute appearance into an unlikable fierce feeling like him?
No, no, she firmly refused. She must comb her son's little bangs down. Only in this way can he match his three years and ten months of innocence and cuteness.
"Mommy, I want to sleep a little more. Please, let me go upstairs to sleep a little more. I promise, just a little more …" Tang Xiaonai was a little lazy, and a little delicate a little bit begged Tang Youyou.
"Xiaonai, no, look, brother is already awake. You have to go to school with him. Be good." Tang Youyou had to sternly reject her daughter's pleas. This kind of lazy temperament, must be corrected.
Ji Xiaohan's gloomy eyes swept over them. Seeing his daughter's lazy appearance, his mood instantly became better.
His tall body quickly left the dining table, walked to his daughter and half-squatted in front of her: "Xiaonai, what's wrong? You look like you haven't woken up yet... did you not sleep last night because you didn't sleep with daddy? "
Tang Youyou: "…"
Did this man have any shame? His daughter was born to love to sleep. What did it have to do with him? He really took himself seriously.
"Daddy, I want to sleep a little more. Mommy won't let me …" As soon as the little guy saw her daddy who loved her, his eyes immediately turned red with grievance.
"Come on, daddy will hold you for a while and have breakfast with you, OK?" Of course, Ji Xiaohan can't let her go back to bed to sleep, but he can hold the little guy in his arms and let her be lazy for a while.
"Daddy is so good. Xiaonai loves you so much!" The little guy was so happy that he was about to fly to the sky. He opened his short hands and was about to jump into his daddy's arms.
However, halfway through, he was pulled back by Tang Youyou: "can you not listen to your daughter in everything? You will encourage her arrogance. It will become a habit in the future. It will be more troublesome to discipline her."
"What's wrong with me holding my daughter? My daughter is still so young. You can't ask her to abide by all kinds of rules like an adult. "Ji Xiaohan felt that Tang Youyou was too strict with her. He felt sorry for his daughter.
But Tang Youyou felt that Ji Xiaohan doted on his daughter like this. Sooner or later, he would spoil his daughter.
The two of them insisted on their own opinions and did not give an inch.
Tang Xiaorui swung his short legs and slowly came over to persuade them: "Daddy, Mommy, if you don't eat breakfast, it will be cold."
Then, Tang Xiaorui grabbed Tang Xiaonai's little hand: "come here, brother will eat with you. Don't make Mommy angry, understand?"
Tang Xiaonai actually listened to her brother since she was young. Although her brother always liked to bully her, most of the time, she was still very happy to be coaxed by her brother.
"Brother is the best to me, hee hee hee!" Tang Xiaonai immediately laughed like a little fool and followed her brother to the table.
Ji Xiaohan listened to his daughter's words and suddenly felt that there were arrows piercing his heart. This little thing just said that daddy was the best, but now it turned around and became the best brother. Alas, his little lover was so fickle. What should he do in the future?
Tang Youyou was in a hurry to go to the company. She was too lazy to quarrel with the man again. Sitting at the table, she began to eat breakfast.
While eating, she peeped at her son's new hairstyle with her eyes. The more she looked at it, the more it looked like Ji Xiaohan. This feeling was really annoying.
Thus, she reached over and messed up her son's stylish little head. In an instant, her son's little young master hairstyle was completely ruined.
"Look, my son is so handsome. He's the most handsome when his bangs are combed down!" Tang Youyou looked at his son's strange expression and immediately pinched his little face with a smile.
"Mommy, why did you mess up my hairstyle? It's not easy for me to learn to comb my hair like daddy." Tang Xiaorui looks very unhappy.
Ji Xiaohan also felt that the woman's behavior was strange. When he heard his son's protest, his eyes froze slightly.
Tang Youyou curled her lips: "who told you to learn from your father? Do you know that you look old when you comb your hair? You're so young and you're so old. Don't mention that you're my son when you go out. "
"Mommy, you didn't let us mention it..." Tang Xiaorui felt even more aggrieved.
Meanwhile, the expression of the person sitting at the opposite table turned extremely ugly all of a sudden.
His son imitated him to comb the same hairstyle, but was scolded by this woman as an old man. Did she scold him in a roundabout way?
Am I old?
Ji Xiaohan wondered for the first time if he was really a little old. But was a man 27 years old old?
Didn't they say that he was still a flower in his forties? There was a serious problem with this woman's aesthetic sense.
Her son's words made Tang Youyou choke for a while, but soon, she said with a serious face, "Mommy is still not used to your change of hairstyle. Children should look like children."
Ji Xiaohan immediately interrupted: "Tang Youyou, you care too much. What kind of hairstyle does your son like? Do you want to care, or are you just against me and don't like my hairstyle?"
Tang Youyou was stunned. This man's IQ was still online. Yes, she was beating around the bush to dislike his hairstyle.
"Since you think so, that's what I mean." Tang Youyou didn't even bother to be perfunctory.
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