Chapter 136
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Yu Yaoyao ended the shoot quickly and handsomely.
When she returned to the lounge, she found Little Bun sitting on the sofa with a tablet in his hand, watching intently. However, his little butt was very far away from Shen Yichong.
Shen Yichong had his head lowered and was looking at the documents expressionlessly.
The father and son seemed to be in a conflict. Each of them occupied one side of the sofa, neither disturbing the other nor willing to talk to the other.
Sigh.
When Yu Yaoyao walked in and saw this scene, she sighed inwardly.
Although Little Bun was young and was usually affectionate with her, his personality was really like Shen Yichong's.
When he was at loggerheads, his little face was so serious that he looked like a miniature version of Shen Yichong. He didn't want to get close to strangers.
Fortunately, when the father and son saw her return, their originally aloof and arrogant faces melted away.
"Mommy!"
Little Bun looked up. His dark round eyes lit up and he opened his arms to ask for a hug.
"You're back?"
Shen Yichong also raised his handsome face. With a smile on his lips, he reached out to embrace her small waist.
Yu Yaoyao stopped in her tracks. Looking at the two pairs of hands reaching out to her at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little troubled.
Little Bun looked at her expectantly. Shen Yichong also looked at her gently.
Then they looked at each other and silently looked away, not looking at each other.
Were they in a cold war?
Yu Yaoyao touched her nose. Finally, one hand reached out to Little Bun, who couldn't wait to pounce into her arms, and the other hand held Shen Yichong's hand.
"Are you tired from waiting? I'm done. We can go home now. "
"Mommy, drink juice!"
The little bun held her hand and kicked off the sofa. His chubby little body slid down the sofa and went to grab the strawberry juice he had brought from home.
"Drink hot water. Juice lacks fiber and will make you fat."
Shen Yichong turned around and took the thermos beside him.
He personally poured a cup of hot tea.
Yu Yaoyao couldn't help but look at the two cups and smile bitterly.
The little bun pouted again and looked at his father. Their gazes collided in the air.
In the end, he retracted his little hand. For the sake of his mommy's health, he lowered his little head and gave in.
"Mommy, drink some hot water."
Yu Yaoyao was touched and soft-hearted, but she didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the secret competition between the father and son.
The confrontation between Shen Yichong and Chen Jiao on the set was one thing.
When she returned, the father and son were at loggerheads again. What was going on this time?
Yu Yaoyao helplessly took a sip of the hot water. Afraid that the father and son would argue again, she quickly stood up and obediently put on her jacket. "Let's go home ~"
Little Bun and Shen Yichong immediately stood up and stuck to her left and right side.
Little Baozi wanted to hold her hand, while Shen Yichong wanted to hug her shoulder.
Yu Yaoyao was speechless.
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