Chapter 81 don'st like a son too much like him

In Chapter 81, Tang Xiaorui doesn't like that his son is too much like him. He looks at his father's sad face with bright big eyes. For the first time, he leans to his father's arms a little cleverly. Then, in a light tone, he sighs: "Daddy, you have a lot of imagination. You can also play through it. Think more. Go to sleep."

Ji Xiaohan is shocked. Suddenly, he feels that he is really funny. He even says such childish words like a child.

The next morning, Tang youyou was awakened by the alarm clock on time. She reached out to turn off the alarm clock, took a look at the sweet daughter who was still sleeping beside her, and got out of bed.

When she was washing in the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror and suddenly recalled the feeling of being kissed by the season owl last night.

It's disgusting that she's brushing her teeth. That bastard kissed himself.

After Tang youyou tidied himself up, he dragged Tang xiaonai downstairs half asleep.

Downstairs, Tang Xiaorui has been sitting in front of the dining table with his father. Today, Tang Xiaorui is wearing a set of aristocratic young master's small suit, a black short hair, which is all combed back by Ji Xiaohan. At this moment, he is a freshman and a little girl, wearing the same clothes and hair style, just like from head to toe.

At the moment, even sitting posture is the same fierce domineering.

When Tang youyou saw such a scene, the whole person was stunned.

A pair of the beautiful eyes opened wide and wide again. When she was sure that it was her son, Tang Xiaorui, her eyebrow was wrinkled.

What's the aesthetic sense of this man? How can she transform her son's cute appearance into a fierce sense as unpleasant as him?

No, no, she will not. She must comb her son's small flowing sea, which is in line with his three-year-old and ten month's innocence and loveliness.

"Mommy, I want to go back to sleep. Please, let me go upstairs to sleep again. I promise, I'll sleep for a while..." Tang xiaonai is a little lazy, a little bit delicate pleading with Tang youyou.

"Xiao Nai, I can't. You see my brother is up. You have to go to school with him and obey him." Tang youyou has to refuse his daughter's entreaties seriously. This kind of laziness must be corrected.

Season owl's cold and deep eyes swept towards them. He was in a good mood when he saw his daughter's lazy appearance.

Tall body, has quickly left the table, walked to the daughter in front of the squat: "xiaonai, what's the matter? I didn't wake up. Didn't I sleep with daddy last night? Didn't you sleep well

Tang youyou: "..."

Is this man going to have a face? My daughter is born to sleep. It's none of his business. I really take myself seriously.

"Daddy, I want to sleep a little longer. Mommy won't let me..." When the little guy saw her father, he immediately felt wronged and his eyes were red.

"Come on, daddy. How about holding you for breakfast?" Of course, Ji Xiaohan can't let her go back to bed to sleep, but he can hold the little guy in his arms and make her lazy for a while.

"Daddy's so nice, Nana loves you so much!" The little guy is happy to fly to the sky. Open his short hand, and he will rush to daddy's arms.

However, in the middle of the attack, Tang youyou directly drags him back: "can you not rely on your daughter for anything else? You will encourage her. Later, you will become a habit, and it will be more troublesome to discipline."

"What's the matter with me hugging my daughter? Your daughter is so young, you can't ask her to abide by all kinds of rules like an adult. " Ji Xiao feels that Tang youyou is too strict in discipline. He loves his daughter.

But Tang youyou feels that Ji Xiaohan will spoil his daughter sooner or later.

Each of them has his own point of view.

Tang Xiaorui swayed his short legs and came slowly to persuade him: "Daddy, Mommy, if you don't have breakfast, it will be cold."

Later, Tang Xiaorui grabbed Tang xiaonai's hand and said, "come here, my brother will eat with you. Don't make Mommy angry, do you know?"

Tang xiaonai actually listened to his brother when he was a child. Although his brother always bullied her, most of the time, she was willing to be coaxed by his brother.

"My brother is the best to me, hee hee!" Tang xiaonai immediately laughs like a little fool and follows his brother to the dinner table.

Ji Xiaohan listens to his daughter's words, and suddenly feels an arrow stabbing his heart. This little thing just said that daddy is the best. When he turns around, he becomes the best brother. Alas, the little lover is so fickle. What can I do in the future.

Tang youyou hurried to the company. He was too lazy to quarrel with this man. He sat at the table and began to eat breakfast.

As she ate, she peeked at her son's new hairstyle with her eyes. The more she saw it, the more it looked like season owl cold. It was really disturbing.

So, she reached over, in the son combed a kind of small head disorderly, in an instant, the little boy's hair style was destroyed clean.

"Look, my son is so handsome. I'd better comb the bangs down. He's the most handsome!" Tang youyou immediately pinched his little face with a smile on his son's strange expression.

"Mommy, why do you mess up my hair? I'm just learning from daddy to comb it up." Tang Xiaorui looks very unhappy.

Ji Xiaohan also felt that the woman was acting strangely. When he heard his son's protest, his eyes were slightly frozen.

Tang youyou curled his lips: "who told you to follow your father's? Do you know how to comb your hair to show your age? I'm very old at a young age. It's my son when I go out. "

"Mommy, you didn't let us talk about it..." Tang Xiaorui feels more aggrieved.

And sitting on the opposite table, someone's face is hard to see.

son learned that he combed the same hairstyle, but was scolded by this woman. Was he cursing and bending him in?

Is he old?

For the first time, Ji Xiaohan doubted whether he was really a little older, but was a man 27 years old?

Isn't it said that there is a flower in forty? There is a serious problem with the woman's sense of beauty.

The son's words made Tang youyou choke for a while, but soon, she said solemnly, "Mommy is still not used to changing your hair style. Children should look like children."

Ji Xiaohan immediately interrupts: "Tang Youyou, you are really in charge of many things. What kind of hairstyle does your son like? Do you want to take care of it, or are you aiming at me at all? You don't like my hairstyle."

Tang youyou is stunned. This man's IQ is still online. Yes, she just likes his hairstyle in a roundabout way.

"Since you think so, that's what I mean." Tang youyou is lazy even to perfunctory.

"You..." Ji Xiaohan is completely angry. No one dares to comment on his appearance. This is not the first time for this woman.