Warm marriage, my domineering president

299. Jian Shenyang suddenly touched Xiao Can's face.

Xiaocan asked him with her immature face, which was printed in the same mold as him, "Dad? What's the matter?"

The man rubbed his hair, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Xiaocan is now sitting beside Qiao Mosheng and Jian Shenyang. Although he doesn't say anything, it can be seen that he is very happy.

He has the carefree feeling of being loved and pampered by his parents, even though he has called many teachers to teach him.

Recently, because of the many classes, Xiao Can gets tired easily. After nine o'clock, she lay on Jian Shenyang's body, feeling drowsy.

Qiao Mosheng knew that he was sleepy, so he touched his little face, "Let's go upstairs and take a shower before going to sleep, be good."

Xiao Can nodded, but grabbed her hand and didn't let go.

Qiao Mosheng smiled, "Okay, mom will wash it for you."

The man frowned. In the past, he would have asked Xiaocan to come by himself, but he hugged Xiaocan and said to Qiao Mosheng, "Go back and rest, I'll come."

"Xiao Can, will Dad help you? Mom will help you find clothes."

Because of the man's concern, Qiao Mosheng's smile became brighter, his heart warmed up, and he looked at the man.

The man didn't look at her, and left with Xiao Can in his arms.

Qiao Mosheng lowered his eyes and followed.

All three of their family left suddenly, and Liu Zi was the only one left. Qiao Mosheng was worried that she would be lonely by herself. .”

Liu Zi didn't hum and watched them leave.

Jian Shenyang helped Xiaocan release the water, Qiao Mosheng helped Xiaocan find her pajamas, and when she got sleepy, she saw a man undressing Xiaocan.

In fact, men rarely take care of their sons, so they are a bit clumsy. However, because Qiao Mosheng is used to serving him, he is generally very gentle.

The man carried Xiao Can into the bathroom, Qiao Mosheng also wanted to follow, the man took the clothes in her hands, pressed her shoulders, and asked her to sit down on Xiao Can's bed.

No matter what he does, the first thing he thinks of is about her, "You are sitting, there is water in the bathroom, it is slippery."

Qiao Mosheng nodded, "Okay."

Jian Shenyang went in to give Xiao Can a bath, while Qiao Mosheng was waiting outside. She sat for a while, feeling bored, heard the voice from the bathroom, and went over to have a look.

However, she didn't go in, but poked her head in by the door to look.

In the bathroom, the man's movements can be regarded as proficient in bathing Xiaocan and applying body wash.

Over the years, when they were together, the man often bathed her, especially after the two made love, she was often weak all over, and it was he who bathed her for her.

Remember, at the beginning, his movements were very rusty, because he had never bathed anyone before, and she was the first one.

But slowly, as he bathed her more often, he also became proficient.

Thinking of those things about men, Qiao Mosheng always felt melancholy for some reason.

Moreover, it used to be very sweet when thinking of these things, but now... there is a feeling of nostalgia.

Nostalgia is actually a word with a tragic color.

Because the past was beautiful, I miss the past, so relatively speaking, it seems that the present is not so beautiful.

After returning from his office today, the man almost never took the initiative to talk to her, or asked her a word...

Sensing her coming, the man gave Xiao Can a bath, but he didn't look over, he just said, "Don't come in."

"I know."

After Qiao Mosheng finished speaking, he left and went back to Xiaocan's bed and sat down.

Sitting and sitting, she gradually became sleepy, and before Jian Shenyang and Xiao Can came out of the room, she fell asleep on Xiao Can's bed.

Xiaocan came out first, saw Qiao Mosheng fell asleep, and called out softly, "Mom—uh..."

However, before he finished speaking, Jian Shenyang, who came out from behind, covered his little mouth, telling him not to speak and not to disturb Qiao Mosheng.

Xiao Can nodded, and climbed onto the bed to cover Qiao Mosheng with a quilt.

Jian Shenyang also went over, hugged Qiao Mosheng, sat on his lap, leaned on his arms, let Xiaocan go to bed first, then turned off the light, and left with Qiao Mosheng in his arms.

Jian Shenyang carried Qiao Mosheng back to the room, Liu Zi also came up from downstairs at this time, mother and child looked at each other, Liu Zi also lowered his voice: "I have something to tell you."

"Wait a moment."

Jian Shenyang carried Qiao Mosheng back to the room, covered her with a quilt before coming out.

When she came out, Liu Zi was still waiting for him at the door of their room, but she already had an extra bag in her hand, which was a file bag.

"Let's go to your study and talk."

The two went into Jian Shenyang's study together.

Liu Zi is never procrastinating when doing things, so after she sat down, she went straight to the topic, "I think I want to go back to the United States in a few days, there are still things to be busy in the United States."

Jane Shenyang was silent.

Liu Zi pushed the document bag in front of him, "You can take a look at this when you have time."

After Liu Zi finished speaking, Jian Shenyang took it apart and took a look.

Inside were many documents, three to four centimeters high.

He just looked at it briefly, and there were all real estate documents under her name.

He glanced at it, then put it back indifferently, "I don't need it."

"I know you don't need these, you have them all, but I'm not too young, and I can't handle things in the company. As for those real estates, how much can I live in? Also, you are my son, I don't care about these things. If you don’t leave it to you, who will you leave it to?”

Jian Shenyang narrowed his eyes, "Since you have finished all these things, why do you want to go back to America?"

Liu Zi paused, then smiled, "Why? Want me to stay?"

Jane Shenyang was silent.

Liu Zi didn't say much, and got up, "It's getting late, I should go back and rest."

Jian Shenyang didn't stop her, let her leave, but he didn't touch her things, after she left the room, he lit a cigarette and started smoking.

After a while, as the night deepened, he went back to his room.

In the room, Qiao Mosheng was sound asleep.

The man sat down by the bed, staring intently at the person on the bed, and gently stroked her brows with his fingertips, because when she fell asleep this time, her brows were slightly knotted.

The man smoothed the wrinkles between her brows, leaned down, and kissed her small mouth.

Because he didn't want to wake her up, his kiss was very gentle.

Kissing her tasted very good, so after kissing her for a long time, he was reluctant to let her go. He only let her go before she woke up.

It was another morning, Qiao Mosheng woke up relatively early, it has been a while since she woke up so early.

When she woke up, her mind was a little confused, she thought it was very late, because she didn't feel someone hugging her, maybe, the man had already got up and went to work.

However, when she opened her eyes, she found that the man was still there, lying on the other side of the bed.

However, he didn't hold her.

Qiao Mosheng bit her lip, looked at the man, went over by herself, hugged his arm, leaned on his shoulder and continued to sleep.

The man hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, so he didn't wake up, and gradually, he also subconsciously made a skillful movement, hugged her into his arms, and covered her in the dream Quilt.

In the morning, when the man got up, he paused when he saw the sleeping posture of the two of them.

He didn't push Qiao Mosheng away immediately, but hugged her even tighter, and the two got closer, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After a while, he reached out to touch his mobile phone, looked at the time, and realized that it was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

Only then did he slowly withdraw his arms from Qiao Mosheng's.

He didn't move much, but Qiao Mosheng hugged Qiao Mosheng in his dream, and woke up slowly. Seeing that the man was still there, he buried his face in his arms, whispering softly Called: "Brother."

The man gently covered her little hand, "It's time to get up."

Qiao Mosheng didn't speak.

The man seemed to want to say something else, but Qiao Mosheng hugged his neck from behind, rubbing his forehead against his chin.

Although she just woke up, her question was unambiguous and direct, "Brother, are you angry with me? That's why you don't want to talk to me?"

The man lowered his eyes and said lightly: "No."

Qiao Mosheng pushed him away a little, and stuck him seriously. "If not, then why have you ignored me recently?"

The man's tone remained the same, "You think too much."

"Is it true that I think too much?" Qiao Mosheng looked at him, rubbed against him, then leaned over and kissed the corner of the man's mouth, and said coquettishly, "Oh, what you said, I think too much, You're not angry with me, and you really don't ignore me, right?"

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