Help! I became a hot mom and taught my husband to be a bad kid

After Wang Ma left, Su Tingxi took immediate action.

Actually, he himself found this matter strange.

Lan Jia left home at 6:30. When she got up, Su Tingxi also woke up. He washed up with her and sent her out of the house.

There should be a strong sense of ritual between husband and wife. He gently tucked a strand of hair behind Lan Jia's ear and kissed her goodbye at the door. "I don't have classes this morning. I'll turn on the TV and stay with you after I send my son home."

Lan Jia did not forget to tell Su Tingxi to wake Xiaoze up at seven o'clock, at the latest at seven fifteen.

"Today's breakfast is simple. The milk and bread are ready on the table. You can just boil two eggs in a moment."

The man readily agreed, "Don't worry, honey, I know what I'm doing."

After Su Tingxi closed the door, he stretched his muscles and gently pushed open the door of Xiaoze's room.

Su Yuze's room is simply a fantasy Monkey King Kingdom. There are a few words written on the door with stickers, "Flower-Fruit Mountain Water Curtain Cave", and three of the six words are replaced by pinyin. There is a portrait of Monkey King on the wall, and an entire layer of the small bookshelf is filled with Monkey King ornaments of various shapes, styles and materials.

The bedding is also Sun Wukong...

The little boy who thought of himself as Sun Wukong was sleeping soundly at the moment, with his whole body twisted into an exaggerated shape. Su Tingxi imitated him and it looked like Sun Wukong was patrolling the mountain and looking into the distance.

Su Tingxi shook his head and chuckled. The child was busy even when he was asleep, diligently playing the role of the hero in his heart...

He kicked the quilt aside and his favorite Monkey King doll was also kicked to the ground.

Su Tingxi picked up the doll and placed it on the pillow, then took the quilt and carefully covered his son.

"If you have this kind of passion for learning, you'll be like Sun Wukong jumping out of the Water Curtain Cave - the best is yet to come," Su Tingxi sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Su Yuze's eyebrows.

Su Yuze inherited his appearance completely.

The pink little face is as delicate as a ripe peach, with a slight blush; the long eyelashes are like a row of small fans, quietly covering the tightly closed eyes, casting a faint shadow.

Her little mouth is slightly open, and she occasionally smacks her lips, she is simply like a little angel.

Su Tingxi stared for a long time, an indescribable tenderness welling up in his heart, and he gently lay down beside his son.

I had intended to keep watching my son like this, but before I knew it, he fell asleep.

……

"Ozawa, Ozawa——"

Su Tingxi didn't care about anything else and shook his son awake twice.

"There are monsters! There are monsters!"

Su Yuze got up quickly and rubbed his eyes after seeing the person in front of him clearly. "Good morning, Dad. Why is it you?"

"Mom went out early because she had to do the nine o'clock news."

"Xiao Ze, hurry up and get up, it's already half past eight!"

"Ah, it's over, it's over, I'm going to give you some stars..." Su Yuze jumped out of bed, rushed into the bathroom, and solved his personal hygiene problem at the speed of light.

Taking advantage of this break, Su Tingxi went to the master bedroom and took out his mobile phone. There were two missed calls. He wanted to call Lan Jia to tell her about it, but then he remembered that she should be putting on makeup to prepare for the live broadcast, so he just sent her two words "Up" on WeChat.

Lan Jia’s reply was simple, a face-covering emoticon. Su Tingxi knew that it expressed helplessness.

But the mistake has been made...

I can only promise that I will never do it again...

Although it was already late, Su Tingxi still insisted that Su Yuze eat breakfast. He himself was too late because he had to prepare a water cup and a lunch box for his son...

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After receiving Su Tingxi's message, Lan Jia quickly called Teacher Zhu back.

While waiting for the news, Li Meimei had already completed Lan Jia's makeup, and Lan Jia had also finished reading the manuscript.

"Okay, Sister Lan." Li Meimei's skillful hands immediately made Lan Jia's temperament different.

"Perfect!" She put the wig on Lan Jia, completing the last part of the news anchor's makeup. "Sister Lan, do you think any viewers know that you've actually been wearing a wig all along? Hehehe~"

Lan Jia chose a navy blue suit with a white silk ribbon shirt underneath, which is her favorite combination. Simple and elegant, it can suppress her youthful and playful appearance and add a sense of calmness and reliability.

It is now commercial time on the news channel TV, and it is also the time for the live broadcast hosts to change shifts.

Lan Jia walked into the live broadcast room, placed the paper manuscript on the live broadcast table, tapped the live broadcast table made of high-grade solid wood and metal materials, and whispered a greeting, "Old friend, long time no see."

The live broadcast platform seen on TV has an exquisite shape and smooth lines, and the desktop is as clean as new. There is nothing else except paper manuscripts and a pen. In fact, there is a secret hidden behind it.

Lan Jia placed her makeup bag and thermos behind the live broadcast station.

These things that cannot be seen on TV are prepared to ensure the live broadcast effect.

One is for touch-up, the other is for soothing the throat.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the teleprompter, Lan Jia took a big sip of water, took out a small mirror to check her makeup, and the countdown began.

When the director's signal came, Lan Jia immediately got into the state:

"Good morning, everyone..."

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Nine o'clock sharp is also the time for the father and son to leave the house.

"Son, I'm sorry. Daddy overslept today."

Su Tingxi felt very guilty. He was responsible for sending his son to school on the first day, and he made his son so late...

I didn’t dare to disturb my son while he was eating, so I kept it to myself.

Seeing his father's sincere apology, Su Yuze waved his hand and said, "It's okay, everyone makes mistakes."

"Dad, I must have put a sleepy bug in you, that's why you slept so soundly. You slept in my bed this morning, and there are so many Sun Wukongs in my room. If they each released a sleepy bug, we would all have to sleep for half a day..."

Su Tingxi was happy. His wife said that his son was a person who would not waste his energy on internal affairs. It turned out that he could always find a suitable excuse to justify anything.

"Explain this to your homeroom teacher during the break, but it's best not to mention anything like 'sleepyhead' or anything like that."

Su Yuze laughed out loud, "Teacher Zhu is not a three-year-old child, she won't believe in sleepyheads or anything like that."

Su Tingxi: What do you mean? Am I a three-year-old child?

"How many stars will I get for being late for a class?"

Su Yuze shook his head. "I don't know. No child has ever been late for so long. Last time, Liu Tie missed a class and asked for leave." The child snorted. "Dad, you don't know. He secretly told us that he was late and was afraid that Teacher Zhu would deduct stars from him, so he asked his mother to ask for leave for him."

"Then should our Xiaoze ask for leave?"

"No," the child refused without hesitation, "I can earn it back in other ways."

Su Tingxi touched his son's head and was about to praise him, but he heard him continue:

"But I'm worried that my teachers and classmates will say I'm being arrogant!"

"What's this about playing big and small cards?"

"Didn't mom tell me that I'm a little internet celebrity now?"

"..."