But after they called last night, they didn't call again until noon or afternoon today. "Jiang Xiaosu also called Ning'er several times, which is too abnormal."

Unless, the men know, their little wife is flustered!

Seeing that his dolls were going to be in trouble, Mr. Jiang laughed happily, gloating, "They're going to be cleaned up, they deserve it, you dare not go home, your father doesn't have the guts yet."

Filial piety to daughter-in-law: "Jiang Chenyu can plot against us, do you think he doesn't know what you are doing?"

Jiang Lao stopped laughing, "Impossible, our friendship is more reliable than yours, and we are all tightly covered."

Filial daughter: "Then believe it or not, I will share the K song video of your circle of friends with my second brother."

There was no smile on Mr. Jiang's face.

The father and daughter took out their mobile phones at the same time, one was going to delete the circle of friends, and the other was going to save the evidence.

However, the old man's hands are not as fast as the young man's. Jiang Momo smiled triumphantly, "Daddy, I saved the k-song video."

Elder Jiang: "..."

The old man at the side also laughed out loud when he saw that although it was a 'quarrel', the atmosphere was still harmonious and joyful.

Coincidentally, the little tiger said, "Pinch, karaoke~"

Mr. Jiang was in a hurry, "What, what karaoke, grandpa doesn't have it!" How could this little gentleman learn to speak like a human being?

The little tiger is sitting in the arms of grandpa, and the pronunciation makes his little lips pout, very cute, "Yes~"

Old Jiang was so angry that he didn't hold his grandson anymore. He put his little "good" grandson on the ground, and he got up, "I'll move the ancestral grave."

The little tiger happily followed Grandpa Zeng again, "Treasure, move and pinch~"

Mr. Jiang was bearded and stared at by his little grandson angrily, "Go back to your house."

"Squeeze home." The little tiger cub raised his hands, talking nonsense, and doing cute things.

"You are just like your mother, both irritating and coaxing."

Mr. Jiang went to work in the morning, and his mental state was not very good. He often leaned on the chair and rubbed his browbones to relieve fatigue. At noon, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his wife and children, but finally resisted calling, waiting for Xiao Nuanbao to mess up.

Su Linyan was in the team in the morning and didn't have much energy. He got up and made himself a cup of strong tea to refresh himself.

Zhou Zicheng: "Master, why are you tired? I was the one who went to the school to preach for you yesterday. You went home early to accompany your lovely wife and cute baby."

Team Su took a sip of tea and asked, "Zhou Zicheng, where was Jieyue last night?"

Zhou Zicheng stammered nervously when he was suddenly asked by his master, "...I, my wife, must be in my arms. What's wrong?"

Su Linyan waved his hands, "It's okay." It seems that he didn't drag Jieyue out last night.

Zhou Zicheng said again in a tangled state, "Master, do you have a small treasury?"

Su Linyan turned around and looked at his apprentice, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zisheng said again: "No, master has never seen his salary card since he started working. The clothes are all bought by Xiaomo with you. You have no money."

Team Su: "..."

Zhou Zicheng went over again, "Brother Wang, do you have a small treasury?"

Su Linyan glanced at his apprentice, but returned to the office without replying.

Taking advantage of the noon time, both men lay down to catch up on sleep.

In the evening, both men went home.

There were two big and two young people standing at the door, and the four young ones greeted them like door gods.

As soon as they got out of the car, the four little ones in the family went to 'greet' them.

Each throws themselves into the arms of each family, acting like a baby in warmth, acting like a monster in Mo; the king is cute, and the dragon is hugged.

Jiang Chenyu had a soft and fleshy little hand wrapped around his arm, tilted his head, acted like a baby at him, and turned to his heart, "Honey, Nuanbao loves you."

Mr. Jiang, who died before the fire started, said, "..."

Jiang Chenyu was about to leave, but his legs also restricted his movement.

The little tiger was taught by his mother at home, "As soon as your father comes back, you hug his leg and say: Love Dad."

The little tiger only listened to the first half. As soon as Dad came back, Little Fat Claw went up and hugged Dad's leg. Look, his cute little face was still attached to Dad's suit pants.

Everything went smoothly until Mr. Jiang lowered his head and asked the little son on his lap: "What are you doing?"

"Father mad~"

President Jiang: "..." He looked at his wife.

With a chubby little face, a certain Nuanbao shook her head cutely, "Honey, that's not what I taught, I asked him to say 'Love Dad'."

Mr. Jiang bent down, reached out and grabbed the little tiger by the chest and collar, and lifted it up to anger his own son. The little tiger turned his face back, and his feet were pulled off the ground by his father again.

Gu Xiaonuan has seen it a lot, and is used to it. She even pulled her hands out of her husband's arms with a "swoosh", and stood in place with her hands behind her back, refusing to rescue her precious son who was about to be beaten.

The family of three on the side was shocked, and the pupils of those peeping by the window also widened.

Is this how Jiang Chenyu raised his son?

The little tiger is the most Buddhist, and the father grabbed it, went back to the living room, and put it on the ground. Mr. Jiang looked down at the little boy he gave birth to, "Is he angry with Dad or loves Dad?"

Nizi replied: "Father angry~"

Mr. Jiang turned around again, grabbed his sweater from the back, like a bag, and carried it upstairs to "receive the reward".

After a while, Gu Xiaonuan went back. Mr. Jiang leaned on a cane, bent over, and walked over curiously, "Nuan baby, why don't you save the tiger?"

Gu Xiaonuan: "Sacrifice his little butt, save us both, will you save?"

Elder Jiang: "...I can't save you."

Not long after, the little tiger's chirping and crying sounded from upstairs. Even if he was beaten, he was held in his arms by his father and spanked his little ass.

"Going out for a cool night, don't want to be angry with Dad?"

The little tiger plucked the hair on the tiger's mouth again, and he slapped Dad on the shoulder with his small fist in dissatisfaction. As a result, the little **** was cleaned up again.

The little tiger cries louder, what his mother taught doesn't work~

Jiang Momo swayed in front of her brother Su, and Su Linyan said that the little dragon cub of the family was being hugged, "Brother Su, it's time to get off work, it's been hard work. Are you tired?"

"The work is simple, but it takes brains to find someone."

Miss Jiang deliberately pretended to be confused: "Who are you looking for? Do you need my help? I specialize in training excellent police officers."

Team Su: "Look for the dragon's mother."

"Oh, Mother of Dragon. Brother Su, tell me if you find her, let me go and see her. Mother of Dragon is very beautiful, she is also very smart, super great, and I like her very much. You like her too, right? "

Team Su: "..."

Upstairs, the second young master's study.

The little tiger was no longer loved by his father, so he stopped hugging him, and threw him on the desk directly, letting him sit on the cold desk, he was no longer his father's little baby.

"Tell Dad, where were you last night?"

The little tiger cried angrily and wanted to sue, "Where can I tell you, Dad beats the treasure?"

"Stinky boy, you have learned how to complain. Do you want your mother to beat me?"

"Well, where will I hit you~" he whispered.

Mr. Jiang found out that his family's rebellious son was even more difficult to manage. When he was going to beat his son again, the little tiger sat on his father's desk and peed first as a respect.