Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Xiao Niannian blinked, and her gaze unconsciously fell on Jiang Muyu's cell phone.

He kind of wants to hear Daddy's voice?

What will his voice be like?

In the original video, the sound was not very clear...it was almost impossible to hear what they said.

Not knowing what her eldest son was thinking at all, Jiang Muyu paused for a long time, then coughed lightly, and said subtly: "I don't know what you are talking about, you ask Lele to answer the phone."

After a while, there seemed to be a different person on the phone, and a childish girl's voice came from the phone, "Auntie..."

With a soft and greasy cry, Jiang Muyu felt her heart was about to soften.

Woooooo, it's like hugging your own little baby!

"Baby Lele, are you unhappy? Then... Auntie will tell you a joke, okay?" Jiang Muyu softened her voice, trying to make her voice more natural.

Xiao Lele: "Okay!"

"There used to be a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk and a young monk in the temple. One day, the young monk asked the old monk why he was the only young monk in this temple..."

In the car, the speaker of the mobile phone clearly released the woman's voice.

Huo Beicheng, who was holding a mobile phone, listened to this familiar joke, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly, revealing a slight smile.

How many years can Xiao Yi continue to tell this joke?

Listening to the voice coming from the mobile phone, he seemed to see the little girl squatting at the door of his room again, yelling to tell him a joke.

A joke is over.

Xiao Lele blinked her big eyes, and asked with a puzzled look: "Auntie, and... what is a monk?"

With deep curiosity in his soft voice, the little guy kept pulling Young Master Huo's hand towards her, "Auntie, is the monk delicious?"

Jiang Muyu's chuckle came from the phone, "Honey, the monk is not for food, he is... Look at your father, shave your father's hair, he is a monk."

Xiao Lele turned her head innocently, and stared at Young Master Huo's hair seriously.

Huo Beicheng: "..."

This metaphor is not accurate at all.

Xiao Lele looked at it for a while, then turned her head away to stare at the phone, "Auntie, Dad has hair."

Tong Yan Wuji, but obviously the little guy has been distracted now, not as unhappy as before.

After the phone call was hung up, Xu Yiming, who was driving, couldn't help laughing, "Master, Miss must not know that you turned on the loudspeaker."

This is a metaphor, if Jiang Muyu knew that they all heard from here, I don't know what expression he would have.

Huo Beicheng's face was calm, but the slight upward arc of the corner of his mouth revealed his emotions at this time.

"Father, the one with no hair is a monk?"

Xiao Lele on the side was still seriously thinking about the relationship between her hair and the monk, causing bursts of laughter with Xu Yiming.

Huo Beicheng also raised his hand and stroked her head, "When you grow up, you will gradually understand."

Now explain so much, she will not understand.

Xu Yiming looked backward from the rearview mirror, "Master, shall we go now?"

"Go to Ji's villa."

Huo Beicheng's eyes flashed with light.

She said she was in Ji Ziyang's villa, so she went to see if she was really there.

He wanted to see those two kids...

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in the living room of the villa.

Jiang Muyu hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning her head, she met the eyes of her baby Niannian, and the expression on her face froze slightly.

"Baby Niannian, why are you looking at Mommy like that?" Jiang Muyu raised her hand and rubbed her cheeks. There must be nothing on her face.

Xiao Niannian: "Mommy, are you calling Daddy?"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Why does Niannian Dabao know everything?

He just heard a few words from her just now, how could he guess everything?

Baby, with you like this... Mommy can't help but wonder if she's mentally retarded.

Before she could answer, Xiao Niannian put her hands back on her chest, "That must be it, I heard Lele's voice."

Lele is the younger sister. Mommy said that sister Lele and Daddy are together.

This call must be from Daddy.

Jiang Muyu smiled helplessly: "Yes, it's your father and sister Lele, but this is a secret, you are not allowed to tell others."

Xiao Niannian nodded, "Yes!"

At this time, Xiao Chenchen, who had already taken a shower, was wrapped into a ball with a towel.

Ji Ziyang ran over with the man on his back, "Em lump, my son has gained a lot of weight recently, I can't hold him anymore."

"Mommy hug!"

When Xiao Chenchen came over, he stretched out two fleshy little arms towards Jiang Muyu.

Ji Ziyang didn't know how he did it, his whole body was soaked, and his hair was also full of water stains.

Jiang Muyu hugged her youngest son, looked at Ji Ziyang and smiled angrily: "Ji Ziyang, you can only be a local tyrant seriously, look at your wet body, if you don't know it, you think you have to wash it too. "

Ji Ziyang pulled the hair on his head, "It's just a little bit, it won't affect my handsomeness."

"Papa Ji is ashamed." Xiao Chenchen giggled non-stop.

Jiang Muyu: "You should hurry up to wash and change your clothes. I'll take Baby Chenchen to get dressed. Do you go with Mommy every year?"

Xiao Niannian shook her head when she heard the words, "Mommy took my younger brother to change clothes, I'll wait for Mommy here."

After everyone walked away, Xiao Niannian turned his attention back to Jiang Muyu's cell phone.

Seeing that there was no one around, he clicked on the phone to enter the password, and clicked on the recent contact just now.

Then, he saved the number on his small cell phone.

Then put Jiang Muyu's phone back!

After Jiang Muyu changed Xiao Chenchen's clothes, baby Niannian had already rushed to the small room prepared for him, only to hear his voice, "Mommy, I'm going to wash Xiangxiang too." gone."

"I'll ask Aunt Wang to bring you clothes!" Jiang Muyu confessed and smiled helplessly.

Baby Niannian had to take a shower by herself several times when she was in the UK.

She wants to bathe him, but the little guy is not happy...

The son is too smart and precocious, it seems that he is not very good!
……

in the room.

Xiao Niannian was holding the small mobile phone, staring at the number just stored on it with burning eyes, her lips were tightly pursed, and there seemed to be a little nervousness on her little face.

If he calls daddy, will he not answer?

What is Daddy's voice like?

Xiao Niannian sat on the edge of the bed a little nervously, looked at it for a long time before clicking the number and dialing it.

The ringtone of the phone being connected came from the phone. The little guy's face was tense, expressionless, and his little hands were tugging on the straps of his overalls, unable to conceal his excitement.

No matter how smart and precocious, Niannian Dabao is just a child.

For the daddy he has never seen before... He still has deep curiosity in his heart.