Chapter 189

Bo Yan felt that Shi Qing was beating his leg. Although it didn't hurt or itch, he could still feel the anger of the children.

"What's the matter?" Bo Yan looked at Shi Qing who was only knee high.

Shi Qing raised his head, his little face red and reluctant, "I'm the baby. Don't call your mother baby!"

"Yo!" Bo Yan's eyebrows and eyes raised, "the little guy will be jealous! What should I call my mother?"

Shi Qing thought carefully, recalled uncle Qing's address to his wife and stretched out a finger, "you can call your mother's wife and be careful."

As soon as Shi Cheng came out, he listened to his son teach his father the method of chasing his wife. He was careful one by one. Seeing that he came out, he took Bo Yan's hand and let him have a try.

Bo Yanchong shrugged his shoulders. "Well, be careful, let's go out!"

Shi Cheng was cold and warned Shi Qing not to learn this from Uncle Qing again. Shi Qing didn't listen. He clearly felt that his mother wasn't really angry. Why did he say that.

Assistant Chen is a little older than Bo Yan. There is a five-year-old child at home. He also goes to various interest classes since childhood. When the queue is full, he doesn't stop even from Monday to Sunday. Bo Yan is not sure what Shi Qing likes. He simply asked Xiao Chen to introduce more reliable ones and have a try.

Shi Cheng first wanted Shi Qing to learn a sport. After learning to develop his intelligence, he found that all kinds of interest classes are really diverse. His son's music cells can be cultivated, and his art cells can also be cultivated. How can my son only know red, yellow and blue? This is green, son.

Bo Yan was also very distressed. Why did Shi Qing try an art class? Shi Cheng was more energetic than Shi Qing's painting. When he tried a piano class, Shi Cheng took a fancy to the drum and tried Taekwondo. The coach didn't look strong, but he and Shi Qing were very interested in the last programming class.

Finally, they reported Taekwondo and a programming class to Shi Qing. As for those artistic cells, Shi Qing couldn't sit still and had to let it go.

Busy trying classes, I had KFC for breakfast and McDonald's for lunch. In the evening, I could finally have a serious meal.

Bo Yan casually found a restaurant he often went to. The three took their seats. Shi Cheng was still chatting on his mobile phone.

She added the wechat of several parents who attended class together, and one of them brought her closer to a group of parents to exchange her experience in raising children.

These interest classes are not cheap, and the families that can afford these interests are also rich and expensive. So, the mothers in the Chengcheng group have to make complaints about their children's affairs, and they will only go out to socialize day after day, in spite of their husband's own child care.

Shi Cheng secretly glanced at Bo Yan, who was ordering dishes. He thought that this man rarely went out to socialize, would not come back drunk, and would not ignore himself and his children.

Bo Yan has an unwritten habit in the industry. All meals can be organized at noon and will never be moved to the evening. His business and private affairs are clearly separated. Most people have work at noon and can't drink. Therefore, Bo Yan will never be drunk. Generally, he drinks with those friends.

Bo Yan put the menu in front of Shi Cheng. "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Ah!" Shi Cheng just lost his mind and didn't know what Bo Yan ordered. "No, that's all!"

Bo Yan frowned and looked at her, "but I only ordered two dishes!"

Shi Cheng, "..."

Bo Yan took Shi Cheng's hand and rubbed it gently in his own hand, "wife, we don't have to save so much." he looked like a diamond king.

Shi Cheng said, "OK!" so he ordered two more dishes.

Shi Cheng is most thankful that he can finally stop worrying about money.

Bo Yan knocked on Shi Cheng's forehead and wanted to open her brain to have a look. He didn't understand: "what's going on in your cerebellar bag? Is it really a silly three-year pregnancy?"

Shi Cheng took Bo Yan's hand away. "What nonsense? Where am I stupid?"

Bo Yan saw her angry expression. Because of her excitement, her cheeks turned red. He pulled people over and "Baji" kissed and concluded, "it's really stupid, but I like it!"

Shi Cheng expressed his anger. It happened that the ladies in the newly added wechat group began to talk about the maintenance after pregnancy, such as what nutrients to eat and what kind of exercise to do!

Shi Cheng touched her stomach and knocked her head. She didn't eat any nutrition at all. When she was born in Japan, Qingshun lived in the hospital for a month. After she was discharged from the hospital, she was like a normal person. After more than four months, she had returned home and started going up the mountain and down the sea. It was exercise!

She began to feel a little guilty and secretly wondered whether it was still useful to supplement these vitamins and collagen?

The waiter brought a plate of vegetable salad with a lot of small tomatoes. Well, it's the kind Shi Cheng hates most.

Bo Yan squeezed the lemon juice and naturally stuffed the tomatoes into Shi Qing's mouth. He smoothly saw Shi Qing's face wrinkled into a ball.

"Ha ha!" Bo Yan and Shi Cheng laughed at the same time.

Shi Qing looked at his father and his mother. She cried wrongfully. Does she treat children like this?

Shi Cheng quickly took out a paper towel to wipe his tears. "Well, it's your father's fault not to cry. Let him eat such awful tomatoes!" he said. Shi Cheng forked a tomato packed with lemon juice and sent it to Bo Yan's mouth. Bo Yan didn't want to swallow it, and then gave Shi Cheng a thumbs up.

"Not bad, not bad! The vegetables in this house are all fresh by air. This tomato grows on the equator. It's really not sour at all, and it tastes a little cherry!"

Shi Cheng was disgusted.

Bo Yan tried, "really, if you don't believe it, try it!"

How did you say that? The IQ of women in love was zero, so Shi Cheng really picked up one. First, she smelled it. It didn't taste. With Bo Yan's encouraging eyes, she put it into her mouth and gently bit through the thin skin.

The next moment, the unspeakable acidity filled the mouth, Shi Cheng wrinkled his eyebrows, and a face wrinkled together with the same expression as Shi Qing.

"Ha ha!" Qing and Bo Yan laughed at the next round.

Bo Yan immediately poured a glass of water. Shi Cheng thought he was going to give it to himself. Unexpectedly, the man poured it all into his mouth.

"Oh! Bo Yan, you son of a bitch!"

"Ha ha, if you hesitate for a while, I can't hold it!"

Bo Yan handed Shi Cheng a glass of water. Seeing that Shi Cheng had finished drinking, he leaned forward and asked with concern, "are you okay? Do you want another drink?"