"Give it to Changling?" Sheng Qi uttered four more words. The little guy, like a named soldier, immediately straightened up and took hold of Sheng Qi's skirt: "Ah—"
Seeing the little guy's somewhat flattering appearance, Sheng Qi raised his head proudly, and a suspicious curve was drawn at the corners of his lips.
When King Chong followed out, he happened to hear Sheng Qi's threat. He looked at the flattering Sheng Yun with a dumbfounded look. After a moment of stunnedness, he couldn't help but sighed and muttered in his heart: evildoer—
In the study
King Chong held the teacup in his hand, and swallowed it to the point of his mouth. His eyes looked at Sheng Qi who was playing with his son in the face with his hands, and couldn't help but twitch. Obviously this person asked him to come to the study, but at this time, he was hanging out to play with his son. What the hell is going on...
"Ahem -" Wang Chong gave a light cough.
"Ka—" The little guy was playing peek-a-boo with Sheng Qi's palm, which happened to grab his father's big hand and was laughing proudly.
"Xiao Yun'er is smart and will become a great weapon in the future." Wang Chong said the truth, but because of the awkward atmosphere before, he said with a guilty conscience.
"The brain is okay, but I don't like to be clean." Sheng Qi told Wang Chong about the parenting classics.
Wang Chong laughed at this question, but decided to pick it up and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Nothing." Wang Chong was puzzled by Sheng Qi's answer. Then, as if thinking of something, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea soup.
"Hua'er said I asked you to propose marriage to Daming?" Wang Chong suppressed the guess in his heart and asked unnecessary questions.
Sheng Qi didn't answer, because Wang Chong had already known the answer. The latter also realized that he had asked a stupid question, so he lowered his head awkwardly and continued to drink tea. After a short while, he drank the tea soup, and Sheng Qi ordered to make a cup of tea again.
Sheng Yun poked his head out and stared at King Chong, as if he was curious about the latter's "thirsty" tea. He stretched out his little chubby hand and wanted to touch the tea cup that belonged to Sheng Qi right in front of him.
"Pop—" Sheng Qi patted his hands without pity, and warned: "It's hot."
The little guy withdrew his hands and looked at Sheng Qi with big round eyes. The father and son looked at each other for a while. Sheng Qi picked up the tea cup to test the temperature of the water, and found that it was still a bit hot. Thinking that it was tea, the child might not be drinking it at a young age, so he ordered a glass of water to Changling.
When Changling put the water on the tea cup, Sheng Qi picked it up and fed it to the little guy. He stopped staring at Sheng Qi's original tea cup: Hmph-don't think he doesn't know that one is clean water and the other is tea. He drinks clean water every day, and it feels like there is nothing good to drink.
Facing the little guy's silent protest, Sheng Qi put down the tea cup and ignored him.
"Ah—" The little guy got up from Sheng Qi's arms, and his pink finger pointed at the tea cup he wanted to drink and asked.
Sheng Qi ignored...
"Ah—" the little guy protested, he wanted to drink that!
Sheng Qi ignored...
Seeing King Chong's eyebrows trembled, this father and son are really...
"Wow -" the little guy cried suddenly aggrieved! Dad is so bad that he won't see anyone for a day, this will not depend on him! So wronged...
Sheng Qi stretched out his hand and picked up the little guy, watching Wang Chong's eyelids jump: "This—" He just opened his mouth, and was shot shut by Sheng Qi's cold eyes.
"Wow -" Sheng Yun was so wronged, the crystal clear tears fell, but it didn't seem to be a joke. A pair of small hands waved and rubbed Yuanyan, making his eyes red, because he was a little angry when being carried, and his face turned red immediately after crying.
Sheng Qi put down his hand, wrapped the little guy on his chest, reached out his hand and patted the soft little back himself: "You can't drink tea. You can drink it when you can call Dad."
The little guy understood, stopped crying and changed to aggrieved jerks.
"Changling." Sheng Qi shouted, Changling knocked into the house and brought up something.
Sheng Qi opened the lid, and a sweet scent came out. The little guy smelled it. He was a little curious but buried his head in Sheng Qi's chest to show that he was still aggrieved.
Sheng Qi picked up a small spoon, dipped it into the cup and shook a spoonful of a sticky, slightly light greenish milky white thing coming out.
"Try this." Sheng Qi patted his son's apostasy.
Sheng Yun turned his head around, smelling of interest in the oncoming things. The smell was somewhat similar to the smell on my mother's body, he looked at Sheng Qi suspiciously.
"Open your mouth." Sheng Qi had already delivered the food to the little guy's mouth. He opened his mouth and held the little spoon, feeling a sweet and fragrant taste.
"Wang Li, are you okay?" Wang Chong couldn't help it anymore. How could a child who was only forty days eat him a mess
"Ah!" The little guy leaned forward, staring at the cup, obviously still wanting it!
Sheng Qi Zhu’s lips were slightly pressed, and he began to feed his son spoon by spoon, and slowly said: "Yun'er is not a womb born by her own, although her body is fine, but if she does not have enough energy to practice martial arts, this medicated diet has been given to him since childhood. Muscles and bones."
"So how is it." Seeing Sheng Qi's own plan, King Chong was silent.
Seeing that his son could drink bad porridge, Sheng Qi had other thoughts in his heart. He hates the smell of milk on his son the most, so it's not bad to let his son stop drinking.
Sheng Yun, who was eating happily at that time, didn’t know that his benefits of drinking milk were being deducted, or that he didn’t really care too much...
In the hall, Sheng Fanhua seemed a little nervous at this sudden solitude. Although the subordinates of both sides are there, they are a little uncomfortable for some reason.
"Emperor Sister-in-law is all well?"
Yun Ling's eyes moved slightly, and he noticed the unnaturalness of the prosperity, and he was a little puzzled.
"Haha—a discerning person knows it's good at first glance, and I'm still asking stupidly." Sheng Fanhua smiled awkwardly, touching his head, and then thinking that there is nothing wrong with it!
"Helian Fanjin went back?" Yun Ling asked.
Sheng Fanhua paused and looked a little guilty: "Well, I heard that you left after I heard that you were fine, and everything was clear to him."
Yun Ling shook his head: "Even without Helian Fanjian, my situation may be the same. After all, production is changeable and no one can control it."
Sheng Fanhua stood up, a pair of phoenix eyes solemnly looked at Yun Ling, and then knelt on his knees: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Yun Ling was startled and motioned to Mo Ye to help him up.
After Sheng Fanhua stood up, Yanyan laughed: "Although I know that apologizing afterwards will not help, I finally feel more at ease."
"Puff—" Yun Ling couldn't help laughing when he saw the prosperous and prosperous state of visibly relaxed. To understand why Sheng Qi let her see the prosperous side of Sheng, it turned out to be to untie his knot.
On the day of production, the prosperous mood fluctuated greatly, although there was nothing wrong with it afterwards. But Sheng Qi knew that he could not let go of it all the time, and that's why he did so.