The above news came out, they were all punishing them for showing affection and abuse of single dogs on Valentine's Day, but when the last Weibo came out, everyone below suddenly exploded.

——Ah, ah, ah, is it really good for you to be so narcissistic in the boss?

——For Mao, I think Master Boss is so V587!

——Agree upstairs, the boss is too black and loving!

——Uuuuuuu, husband, I have good eyes, why don't you choose me blindly anymore?

An Mu:......! !

An Mu wanted to reply, but the phone was taken away and placed next to him, then the man's big hand stretched out.

An Mu slapped his hand off, "What are you doing, the youngest son is still there!"

"He's asleep." Feng Xiao said, and the little kiss was about to fall.

At this moment, Xiao Shizi's voice came, "Yes, Dad, I'm asleep."

An Mu:......! !

Feng Xiao:......! !

When the two looked at the crib, they saw Xiao Shizi still lying on his back, even closing his eyes.

An Mu looked at Feng Xiao's constipation, and suddenly laughed, and walked over to the crib leaning against Xiao Shizi, "Little Shizi, why aren't you sleeping?"

Xiao Shizi opened his eyes, "Mom, I can't sleep."

"why?"

"Insomnia."

An Mu:...

"Then why are you insomnia?"

"I'm thinking."

An Mu:...

An Mu stretched out his hand and slapped Xiao Shizi's ass, "Then mom will pat you."

Xiao Shizi actually wanted to stick to An Mu, waiting for her to take a shower and coax herself to sleep.

Hearing this, he quietly glanced at Feng Xiao, a little bit empty.

Feng Xiao doesn't care about anything else now, just wanting Xiao Shizi to fall asleep quickly so that he can hold his wife for the Qixi Festival, so he rarely intervenes.

After a while, Xiao Shizi's breathing became shallow.

When An Mu was observing whether Xiao Shizi was really asleep, Feng Xiao was hugged around her waist, and he turned over to the bed while holding her, and then Feng Xiao hurriedly pulled off the bath towel.

An Mu pushed open Feng Xiao, "Go get a condom!"

The youngest son was only two years old, and An Mu was only twenty-three or four, still young, and didn't want to have a second child so soon.

An Mu is planning to shoot a movie after getting married this year, otherwise this life will be too boring.

Feng Xiao was helpless. In order to meet his own requirements, he had to obey his wife’s arrangements. Feng Xiao got out of bed, walked to the side and opened the drawer. Then, he suddenly looked back at An Mu with a good smile on his face, "Wife , Do you want apple flavor? Or strawberry flavor? Wavy, or ultra-thin?"

An Mu:......! !

An Mu's cheeks flushed, and she covered her face with a quilt on the bed, this guy!

"Don't forget it," An Mu said in a **** way.

Feng Xiao just laughed. He picked up one casually and unpacked it. When he was about to put it on himself, he heard a milky voice coming over, "Dad, what is this?"

An Mu:......! !

Feng Xiao's body stiffened, and when he turned his head, he saw Xiao Shizi crawling on the crib, looking at him.

An Mu clutched the quilt, holding back a smile, feeling that Feng Xiao was really embarrassed this time.

But Feng Xiao looked at Xiao Shizi seriously, "This is a balloon, look..."

He stretched it a bit and showed it to the younger generation.

Xiao Shizi said, "Then what are you doing with the balloon?"

Feng Xiao said without changing his face: "Oh, today, Qixi Festival, make a present for your mother. "