C139 You can count the number of times you see him

With so many things happening recently, she had no time to pay attention to Little Camel, and Sikong Ting wouldn't even take the initiative to take care of him.

Her original intention was to stay by Sikong Ting's side, so that Little Camel would have a mother and father.

But now, the Little Camel was about to become a guardian child.

"I'll have someone take it for him."

Sikong Ting said coldly, he still did not plan to let Lu Baobei go.

Could it be the same?

Find someone to take a few pictures and bring it back to Little Camel, then say to him: Look, Mommy took this, is it nice?

Lu Baobei admitted that he could not say it.

Lu Baobei lowered his head, feeling very disappointed in her heart: "It's strange, even though you clearly said that you don't hate Little Camel, I keep having the feeling that you reject his existence."

Sikong Ting had indeed given the Little Camel the best life.

But at the same time, she was also very against getting close to Little Camel. Sometimes, when she was on the phone with him, even when she accidentally saw him, she would frown.

This was a very contradictory matter, wasn't it?

"I don't reject him." Sikong Ting said coldly.

After all, this was her and his continued position, so there was no reason for him to reject it.

Forget it, no matter how much he said it, it would only end up like this.

Lu Baobei gave up, "Go to work."

In the afternoon, Lu Baobei and Little Camel viewed the news.

"Little Push, I have to remind you that you've recently gained weight."

Lu Baobei looked at her son who was watching the video and smiled gently.

"It just got heavier by two catties." Little Camel pouted.

Because of Lu Baobei's profession, Little Camel had long recognized the word 'fashion'.

Being called fat by Lu Baobei, the little guy could not accept it.

"Mhmm, keep it up." Lu Baobei said with a smile.

"No way, I want to be a model guy." Little Camel made a face, "Mommy, when are you and Daddy coming back? Have you taken any more pictures of me? "

Lu Baobei's eyes dimmed, but it was a good way to cover it up again. "Daddy has been really busy lately, so we'll take a photo for you after a while."

Was she really going to use the pictures taken by others to fool Little Camel?

"Fine." Little Camel nodded his head in a sensible manner and added another condition: "I want to see the photo between you and Father!"

Group photos...

Lu Baobei was startled, and almost cried out. How lacking was Little Camel in love!

He quickly pretended that he was looking for something to hide. "Ok, Mommy understands."

After calling Little Camel, Lu Baobei sat on her bed in a daze. According to Sikong Ting's request, she had to go back to her study to accompany him.

But she didn't want to go anywhere.

She missed Little Camel so much.

"Swish, swish." A sound of a signal came from the door. Lu Baobei turned around and saw Li Zhenxi peeking her head out.

"Panda, is Director Si inside?"

Li Zhenxi said in a low voice, preparing Lu Baobei to say what she wanted to say, so she immediately ran away.

Lu Baobei shook her head, indicating that she was not there.

Li Zhenxi exhaled, and let go of the door handle.

"Why are you here alone? "Where's our Boss?" Li Zhenxi asked.

Lu Baobei's eyes dimmed, "It's in the study room."

Li Zhenxi saw that something was amiss and went over. "Did you quarrel?"

That's not right. Weren't the two of them still alright when she left this morning?

"Not really."

She could not even start a fight with Sikong Ting.

Either he would be yelled until he was speechless, or he would be directly thrown onto the bed.

"Is that the Cold War?"

"No, forget it, forget it. Xi Zai, I want to trouble you with something." Lu Baobei said as she looked at Li Zhenxi.

"Please instruct …"

Li Zhenxi smiled cheekily and teased Lu Baobei for being the boss.

Lu Baobei was too lazy to correct her, "Can you take a few pictures of the Eiffel Tower for me the next time you go out to play?"

Since Sikong Ting did not let her go out, then let precious treasures go bid. No matter what, precious treasures are more meaningful than bodyguards.

After Li Zhenxi heard this, she looked at Lu Baobei with a probing gaze: "Is it because Director Si doesn't want you to go out?"

When they agreed to go together, the panda was suddenly detained and she was escorted out to a different Young Cute Boy.

Just by thinking about it, he already knew why.

He never thought that the big BOSS's possessiveness would be so strong.

Lu Baobei nodded and did not say a word.

"So cool!"

Li Zhenxi cried in alarm.

Lu Baobei looked up and saw her infatuated look.

What's cool?

"The BOSS is simply a realistic version of an idyllic male lead!" Panda, you've struck it rich! "

Was this considered making a profit?

Lu Baobei lowered her eyes, "A male lead in an idol show isn't like this, he wouldn't even love his own child."

Sikong Ting was far worse.

"Of course not! Which male idol is as handsome as our Boss!? "

Li Zhenxi continued to be infatuated, unable to find the main point that Lu Baobei was talking about.

Lu Baobei rolled her eyes at Li Zhenxi speechlessly, and decided to directly skip over this topic.

"What about you? Have you had a good time today? "

She really wanted to get out. Right now, she was like a little bird that had always been locked in a cage.

Every day when he went out to eat and sleep, there was nothing else to do.

No, there was also a need to satisfy Sikong Ting.

"Not bad, that Young Cute Boy is quite interesting …"

Li Zhenxi answered casually, her eyes still blazing with red hearts.

"Young Cute Boy? Blood Vulture is not the Young Cute Boy, he is an engineer from Sikong Ting's network department. "

Lu Baobei explained to Li Zhenxi.

"Engineer?" Li Zhenxi turned around and looked at Lu Baobei in understanding, "So she's a computer cultivator!"

At night, Lu Baobei sat on her bed and read a book.

After Sikong Ting finished showering, he wore a black bathrobe that was tied loosely.

His strong chest was faintly discernible, and his wet hair was dripping water. The water ran down his neck, rolled into his chest, and finally disappeared.

He threw a towel on Lu Baobei's body. "Lu Baobei, come over and wipe my hair!"

His tone was very bad, Lu Baobei knew.

Because she had made him angry.

She deliberately avoided chicken soup at dinner.

Lu Baobei closed the book in her hands, picked up a towel and walked over, then knelt down beside Sikong Ting's feet to help him wipe his hair.

He seemed like a good boy, but he was actually very stubborn!

It was just not allowing her to take photos. From the afternoon till now, her face was like a dead face!

The number of times he was seen could be counted on one hand!

The more Sikong Ting thought about it, the more furious he became. His chest felt like it was being blocked, and a ball of fire was roaring with the intent to vent.

With a stretch of his hand, he pulled Lu Baobei into his embrace.

She had just taken a shower, and her body was very fragrant. The belt on her pyjamas had been pulled off twice …

It was as if he was always dissatisfied with her.

Lu Baobei stared at the crystal lamp above her head, her hand still holding onto the slightly wet towel.

Could she now tell him what she had decided?

On the second day, Blood Vulture came over to pick Li Zhenxi up. Lu Baobei sat on the stairs at the entrance of the castle and looked around aimlessly.

She didn't want to stay in the castle.

In the study room, Bowers respectfully handed over a list to Sikong Ting.