tiger father dog son

Near noon, Mark decided to take a baby who was officially renamed Su Ranbo out for dinner.

"I'll let you sleep for another 10 minutes." He put on his seat belt and looked at a certain fat ball in the passenger seat who was snoring with his hands and feet spread out.He planned to eat at a restaurant opened by a former comrade-in-arms, and that restaurant might be the most suitable dining place in the central capital for bringing a baby.

The straight central maglev road extends in all directions and superimposes each other. When the car is suspended in the air and driving at high speed, you can see the road network like an abyss. Cells are continuously transported.Looking up, there is an endless blue sky. Occasionally, at a certain angle, you can glimpse the brilliance reflected by the space shield. It covers the entire earth in a huge way, blocking the increasingly intense ultraviolet rays and harmful rays due to the scarcity of the atmosphere. radiation.Also because of the thinning of the atmosphere, you can clearly see the entire universe outside the protective shield, and there are continuous light spots across the sky. Those are the vehicles in the universe, and the flying saucers that extraterrestrial life travels to and from the space station. Light.

The world seems to be getting bigger and bigger... There is no end to it.

Mark especially dislikes driving on Central Road like this, it makes him feel like he has nothing to rely on, which he absolutely doesn't need.I feel much better today, is it because of the little things?

'Remember to call your baby's name often, and he will know that you are calling him after a long time. Mark suddenly remembered what the pediatrician said, raised his eyebrows and looked at the child sleeping beside him.

Maybe from today onwards he'd better stop calling him "little thing, little thing".For things like names, people need to call them out.

"Su Ranbo... get up, it's almost here." He happily threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, freed his right hand to touch a certain baby's belly, it was warm and unbelievably soft , With the breathing up and down, the vitality is very strong.He touched it a little bit fondly, and a certain baby said "hmm" a few times in annoyance, stretched out his fat claws randomly, and opened his five fleshy fingers unconsciously, and then quickly clenched them tightly. A small fist.

Mark let go of him with a chuckle, turned the steering wheel, clicked on one of the nearby restaurants that appeared on the navigation, and then the car stopped on the side of the wide floating road, 50 meters away from the suspended road At the gate of the high-rise building outside, a driveway extends out to meet the edge of the road. The car automatically drives up the driveway at a slow speed, and enters the building as the driveway slowly retracts.

"Welcome to the army, how many people are there?" the garage receptionist on the bottom floor stood behind the computer beside the red carpet and asked with a smile.

"Tell your boss that Chen Hao is looking for him." Mark opened the window and said casually, "Ask him to arrange a small bag, and then come over to accompany the wine." It is a private garage space that can only be used by the boss and shareholders.The receptionist watched in amazement, and didn't react until he saw that the intelligent guard robot in the private garage did not stop the car from entering, and hurriedly dialed the internal number.

Mark unbuckled the seat belt, carefully reached a certain baby's armpit and held him in his arms, let the little thing continue to sleep on his shoulder, and then walked in front of the receptionist.

"Mr. Chen, the box has been arranged for you. The boss said that he will serve you according to the old menu, and he will be there in a while." The receptionist said respectfully, turning sideways to show him the way. "Please go this way, Mr. Chen."

"Wait, tell your boss, the other dishes are the same today, but add a baby meal, for four months." Mark held the meat ball in his arms with his arm and gestured.

"Ah!" The receptionist nodded flusteredly: "I'm sorry, this was my mistake, I'll inform the kitchen right away!"

Mark watched the receptionist leave without a word, and his figure quickly disappeared around the corner.

...Aren't you going to show him the way?This is gone...?

Zhang Hang, your staff is really unique...

He hooked the corners of his mouth, and carried a certain baby to find the elevator and go upstairs.The elevator reached the seventeenth floor, and the fresh air rushed in as soon as the door was opened.The seventeenth floor is generally closed to the public, including celebrities, and its customers can only be soldiers, active military officers or veterans, or people like Mark, who are from the same army as the boss Zhang Hang.Special forces cannot reveal their service information after retiring, but Mark doesn't care... because he was expelled from the army during his service.

For a restaurant, the decoration of this floor looks simple and serious. The people who come and go are middle-aged people in military uniforms. They walk together in twos and threes with expressionless faces, talking in a low voice from time to time.

Tsk, only that kid Zhang Hang can do this... He even turned a restaurant into a secret meeting place for the military.

He held his son calmly and walked past the group of soldiers, and he could still feel the gaze from behind.The people at Army Command... are still so annoying.

"Chen Hao!" A joyful male voice came from the front.

Mark looked up and saw a man under 30 striding forward in a suit, with some indistinct marks on his handsome face.He knew that it was the trace left over from staying in the fringe area with strong ultraviolet rays for many years, and the sunburn caused by ultraviolet rays caused pigmentation.

"I haven't seen you for more than a year. Where did you go?" Zhang Hang let out a hearty laugh and stretched out his arms, as if intending to give Mark a hug.

"Stop! I won't do this with you today—" Mark took a step back vigilantly, and lifted the snoring little thing in his arms to him, showing a malicious smile: "Are you going to crush my son?"

Zhang Hang stopped abruptly, his outstretched hand still in mid-air.He widened his eyes and looked at the little baby who was sleeping soundly with his head hanging down and moving his hands and feet from time to time, then looked at Mark slowly, and opened his mouth wide.

"...You said...your son?" He said with a trembling voice, "This thing is your son?"

"Ahh!" A loud and soft baby's cry suddenly sounded between the two of them.

The two looked down at the same time.

"Wow..." Where is this? !As soon as little friend Su Ranbo woke up, he found himself hanging in the air again, surrounded by an unfamiliar environment, and in front of him was a stupid man with his mouth open and his hand outstretched... Are you crazy?His cheap father?

"Ahem, let's re-introduce." Mark gently turned a certain ball in a circle, hugged him again, and then saluted Zhang Hang with his little paw: "Come on, this is my son, Su Ran Bo, it's been four months now. Su Ranbo, that's your godfather, Zhang Hang. As for godmother...there's no sign yet."

"...I don't even know when I became a godfather..." After Zhang Hang came back to his senses, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment and muttered dissatisfied.He walked over to Mark, trying to hide his curious gaze.God knows whether it's the army before or the restaurant now, he hasn't seen such a young life for a long time.Not to mention that this little guy is Chen Hao's son...

As a result, as soon as his eyes glanced over, he met a pair of beautiful big eyes full of condemnation.

"Ah!" Who are you? !

"Ah?" Zhang Hang was dumbfounded.He looked at the white, tender and fat little face in front of him, the two small light-colored eyebrows were frowned, the black bright and clear pupils stared at him, the red mouth was pursed...don't mention how cute it is ...But... no matter how cute he is, he can't understand what the little guy said...

"He doesn't know who you are, so he's very upset." Mark turned his head to look at a certain baby, and said slowly, "He blames you for not giving him a gift."

"..." Zhang Hang.

"Ah." Su Ranbo clapped his hands desperately excitedly. "Meeting ceremony" = "gift" = "private money"...he must always remember the meaning of this word in his heart~~~

"Cough, this... first time meeting..." Zhang Hang looked at a certain Bai Tuantuan in front of him speechlessly, "That... Godfather, uh, I'm not prepared either..."

"I remember, someone had a 1986 rare gold edition 0.357 Desert Eagle..." Mark pinched a certain fat claw and looked at the sky: "And that peach wood box that holds the gun."

Zhang Hang has black lines all over his head. "You have been thinking of ways to find me since five years ago... What's the matter, haven't you given up yet?"

Mark raised his eyebrows, walked around the man with a distorted face, and walked into the box while hugging someone who was yelling.

"Mr. Chen, here are vegetable egg custard, apple panna cotta, and orange milk balls for your baby." The passer introduced to Mark with a smile on his face.

"...It looks pretty good." He smiled with his face full of veins, but secretly exerted his hand on a certain Tuantuan's stomach, trying to hold a certain embarrassing baby in his arms, otherwise a certain Tuantuan would He was about to reach out and pounce on the beautiful and delicious food on the table.

"I said, how many meals did the little guy miss because he was hungry?" Zhang Hang sat aside amusedly, watching the two father and son secretly compete.

"You little thing——" Mark ignored him, he stretched out his hand to wrap a certain little hand, and turned him to face himself, nose to nose, eyes to eyes: "Listen, Su Ranbo, what are you doing?" Be good, old man!"

"Aww!" Cry if you don't eat! !Su Ranbo's eyes widened.

"I know, I know! I'll feed you!" Mark cursed lowly, picked up the vegetable egg custard on the table, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to someone's pouting mouth.

Su Ranbo glanced at him triumphantly, opened his small mouth into a small "O" shape, and actually swallowed a spoonful full of it.The smooth egg custard melts in the mouth, it is sweet and sweet... It is also mixed with corn kernels, so delicious.

Tsk...it's really delicious. Mark was dissatisfied with his mouth, but his hands became more and more diligent, and he was having fun.

Strange... Could it be that this meal was just to see their father and son love each other... Zhang Hang looked at them with a smile, and shook his head helplessly.I don't know why, watching this scene, I feel very warm in my heart, as if I haven't seen Haozi's expression like this since I met him five years ago.

But...he had some doubts in his eyes, this son, it's impossible to appear out of thin air, right?

What about the sister-in-law?