tiger father dog son

April 4.This is the fourth month since the little friend named Tangtang came to this world.Of course, it has been a long time since he came to Villa E in Anran Community, no one called him that.

Today is a special day, not only does it mean that he is four months old today.

At 05:30 in the morning, Mark got up on time, ran [-] meters in the community with a weight of [-] kilograms, went up and down the hook ladder [-] times, and came back from the gym for breakfast at [-] o'clock.So far it’s been the same as usual, but———

"Ah!" The milky and tender cry perfectly reflected the strong dissatisfaction of the owner of the voice.

Mark, who just came out of the bathroom, wiped his hair with a dry towel, and looked at the white ball on the bed speechlessly.Bai Tuantuan didn't wear any clothes, only wearing Lilibo all-round diapers, sitting imposingly on the bed at this time, with two fat claws separated on both sides of the bulging belly, resting on the radish legs.A pair of piercing small eyes glared at him angrily, screamed twice from time to time, and patted his stomach with his hands now and then.

The meaning is clear.

"Huh..." Mark covered his face with a towel and sighed helplessly.He really didn't want to see this little thing...God knows how he stayed up until dawn last night.The man put down the towel and took another look at the pink crib in the corner of the room - there was no bedding in it.Yes, it was empty, but mind you, that doesn't mean the cot wasn't used.

Originally, in his plan last night, the quilt was warmly spread on the small bed, the small pillows were soft, and there were small toys on the crib that could sing, light up, and spin. It is said that from then on, the little thing would sleep contentedly. In the crib, and he can also successfully get rid of the bad luck of sleeping with a urine bag.

"When will you stop wetting the bed?" Mark couldn't help asking.He watched the little thing raise his head, looked at him with ignorant clear black eyes, opened his small mouth halfway, and laughed at himself again.He has been so embarrassed these two days, does he think that such a little thing can understand him? ('Unintelligible'... because I really don't understand at this time...)

I slept well last night, but in the middle of the night, this little thing cried again because of bedwetting (because he was uncomfortable, so he had to get up to change the sheets and trousers), and peed the sheets and even the small quilt Wet, he had to clean up the little things and carry them to his bed to sleep.

"Ah!!" What nonsense are you talking about? I'm so hungry! !A certain baby saw Mark was still wandering, indicating that he was very anxious!

A certain man surrendered completely.This little thing's life is nothing but eating and peeing, and nothing but sleeping and shit... Can he be more like a pig?

He casually put on a pair of Levi's black jeans, his thin hips extended upwards to his narrow and strong waist, his broad chest, his light brown skin shone with a healthy luster, his undulating and stretched arms lightly squeezed a certain fleshy lump He picked it up, put it on his arm and went to the kitchen.

It's still dripping... A certain baby held a certain man's shoulder with his fleshy hands, and shrugged the tip of his nose in dissatisfaction. There was a drop of water dripping from a certain man's cheek. His nose goes up and down.The skin of the two small palms is soft and tender, and one can clearly feel the toughness of the skin under the hands and the lines of the muscles. From this angle, the man's resolute nose bridge and brow bone reveal a sharp and cold beauty, as if straight The cliff soaring into the sky maintains a mysterious balance in danger, which is shocking.

When can I become such a man?If it is such a person, then Gao Ye will definitely let him stay and become an adopted son... At worst, he can do a good martial art.At least, he had never seen such a majestic and stern martial artist in the Confucian class and the Changchun Opera Garden in Fuzhou.

"Hurry up and drink, I have something to do this morning." It was another sentence I couldn't understand, but the meaning was understandable.A certain baby stretched out his fat claws to hug the bottle, and drank in a daze.

What's the matter... Mark raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his index finger to gently wipe off the drops of water on the tip of a certain baby's nose.During the whole process, the little thing didn't respond at all, only the sucking sound from its mouth.He looked at the limp little thing sitting on his arm, and suddenly felt that he was so weak, but already complicated and elusive.For a while, you can roll around lively, and for a while, you will look at you with big shiny eyes, and you don't know what you are thinking.

Mark looked at the plump, white and round face under his finger, and felt an urge to squeeze it hard.It's just such a small thing, it can be killed by a light drop, but the person who tosses and tosses all night can't even sleep well, but if he is left alone, he won't be so cruel.

He remembered how he looked when he was a child, thin and dark, with protruding joints, and dirty all over... If he was as cute as Xiaodong when he was a child, wouldn't he be adopted soon and wouldn't know Su Lan?Or will he be adopted with Su Lan?He imagined that the little thing was abandoned in the orphanage, and then grew up silently, and finally he could only admit the throbbing pain in his heart.

"Hurry up, little one..." Time to give you a name, too.Sighing, he let go of the big hand holding the bottle, and stroked the soft fetal hair of a certain baby.He didn't believe that Su Lan didn't have a name for the little thing...but he also knew what Su Lan was waiting for.

She was waiting for herself to admit defeat, for herself to finally accept the little things.

At [-]:[-], Mark got into the car with a well-dressed baby and drove out of the Enron community.This time his mood seemed to be different from the night before. He looked at the little meatball sitting in the passenger seat, even though he was sitting, he couldn't see out of the car window, and he was wearing his seat belt in a serious manner.When looking at him this time, Mark felt calm and not agitated, as if it was like this every day, always with such a little guy by his side.

A baby wearing a pink camisole and coat and pantyhose, complete with a drool bib, said he was in a pretty good mood.He babbled along with the music in the car, and occasionally swayed his small body from side to side and patted his big slap.

"Does it sound good?" Mark asked amusedly, but of course he knew he wouldn't get an answer.He saw a baby drooling in excitement, grinned maliciously, and then abruptly changed the music.

It's too much! !A certain baby screamed in grief and angrily, kicking two fat pussies.Change it back for me!I want that song just now! !

"Heh." A certain man turned the steering wheel in a happy mood, freeing his right hand to gently pinch a little girl. The soft and small girl was wrapped in a comfortable pink sock, and her toes moved, which was really very pleasant. interesting.

A certain baby shrunk his toes and found that he couldn't move, so he immediately curled his lips.So he sucked his belly and sat up in one breath, then reached out and grabbed the big hand.

"Be good, baby." Mark scratched the soles of his little feet with his fingers in a good mood.

"Aww." A certain baby's black eyes widened, and a short fat finger was put up to rub against the back of Mark's hand, and then he picked it.

"Hiss—" Not knowing where he was caught, Mark took a breath, let go of the little foot and grabbed the restless little hand. "Little thing, how dare you grab me?!" He parked the car on the side of the road, pinched a certain baby's little paw and looked at it carefully.Needless to say, the skin is white and tender, there is a small pit on the back of the hand, and there are small pink translucent beautiful little nails on the little finger.Well, even if he doesn't have much research on it, he still thinks it's cute...but how should I say it's his kind?

"The nails are a bit long." He looked at it for a long time and came to this conclusion. Since the adults need to cut their nails, the baby should also need them. Otherwise, if this little thing grows, he will have to wrap his hands in the future.

At 10:30 in the morning, Mark got the paternity test and went directly to the household registration management center opposite.

"Not married?" asked the staff member who was buried behind four computers and a pile of documents without looking up.

"I think you know better than me, Borui." Mark stood in front of the table holding a sleepy baby impatiently.

"I mean..." The person behind the computer finally raised his head, looked at him with a pair of strangely colored light silver eyes and explained slowly: "You are not married, but now—" He glanced curiously Glancing at a certain Bai Tuantuan: "I have a son."

"It has nothing to do with you," Mark said coldly, "I just want to know when you will leave this damn household registration management center, and then get the hell out of the mercenary group."

"I'm the household registration administrator now, boss." Borui scratched his messy black hair, and frowned his delicate eyebrows in trouble.

"...Then quickly register for me." Mark stared at him for a moment with dark eyes, and finally pointed to the identification certificate on the table.As for the personal affairs of the team members, if it doesn't affect the unity of the entire team, he is generally too lazy to take care of it... Well, maybe he shouldn't be meddling at all, and each of these boys is getting more difficult.

Borui shrugged, took the testimonial, sat on a chair, slid to another computer, and began to enter information.

"Uh...boss." He called softly.

"What?" Mark responded impatiently, and looked down at the little thing. He just gave the little thing some milk while waiting for the identification result, and he looked sleepy.He adjusted his arm slightly so that the little thing lay in the crook of his arm.The white and soft little Tangtang frowned and smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. His two fat claws were curled up on both sides of his head, and he was not awakened by their conversation at all.

"You haven't named the little baby yet." Borui said in a strange tone: "What's your last name, boss? Little baby won't be called Ma or something..."

(Mark=Mark...so, a certain baby should...==)

The black line on Mark's head, if he didn't have a small thing in his hand now, he must let this kid know the rules again!

"Wait a minute." He walked to the coffee table away from the computer desk, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and ordered, "Come here and hug him."

Borui glanced at the computer reluctantly, but reflexively stood up and walked towards Mark. "Boss, why did you come here..."

"There's too much radiation over there." Mark glanced at the computer unwillingly, and carefully moved the little sleeping thing in his arms to Borui's stiff arms. "Relax! This will make him uncomfortable!" He yelled at Borui in a low voice, and patted Borui's arm.

After finally placing the little thing, he stood aside, looked at Borui without any trace, and saw that he was still maintaining that posture at a loss, looking down at a certain Bai Tuantuan with an uncomfortable but curious expression on his face. , I couldn't help but sneered in my heart.Don't think about it, I must have never held such a soft baby. 'I'm not that stupid...' he thought a little proudly.

(...Really? ==)

Satisfied, he turned around and quickly took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket and unfolded it.I saw a bunch of names written on it, both in Chinese and English, densely packed like a dictionary.This is the result of his inability to sleep in the second half of last night.

"Which one to choose..." Mark looked at the names above with a headache. Some of the names were marked with symbols. He thought it was good when he read it last night. After a while, he took out his mobile phone and called Su Lan.

"Hey?"

"name."

"what?"

"I said the name." Mark said coldly, "You should have given him a name."

Su Lan on the other end of the phone was stunned, and then showed a gentle smile.The handsome man sitting opposite raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, as if he had never seen her expression like this before.

"If you want my surname, you have no objection." Su Lan coughed lightly and said softly.

"You were born, and your surname is your surname." Mark's deep voice was slightly awkward, and Su Lan felt it keenly, and felt amused in her heart.

"Su Ranbo." She said softly.

Mark remained silent until he hung up the phone.He looked down at the communication terminal in his hand, as if he had returned to the old gray building.

'Little Bo...'

That's what he used to call him.The dean said that the note left in his swaddle was blurred by the rain, and only this word could be seen, so his name was Xiaobo.That was the only trace of his past.

It's been a long time since anyone called him that.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there were no memories and nostalgia in his dark eyes.

"Boss, has the name been decided yet?" Borui asked carefully, looking at Mark's back that paused.

"Su Ranbo." Mark turned around and walked over, leaning over to hug a certain baby.The little thing seemed to notice that the person holding him had changed, he twisted his fleshy little body a little uncomfortable, his two small eyebrows were tightly frowned, which made people laugh.

Borui put down his sore arm with a sigh of relief, and nodded: "I see. Boss, you can go back first, and I will notify you directly through the Internet when I have dealt with it."

Mark responded in no mood, and walked towards the door with a baby in his arms.

"Whenever you plan to resign from here, just contact me." He said lightly, and closed the door behind his back.