C218 Even if he were a son he wouldn't be able to do it

There was already no one in the Little Camel's room. Lu Baobei headed downstairs and saw a little guy in school uniform sitting down to eat breakfast. He was displaying his noble etiquette to the fullest.

Sikong Ting sat in the seat of honor with a glass of red wine in front of him and a newspaper in his hands.

Sikong Ting was drinking red wine in the morning. As expected, without her cooking, he would rather not eat it.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the big and small man at the table returned back to their country at the same time. Sikong Ting frowned, and continued to eat with his head lowered.

Lu Baobei stared intently at Little Camel.

The little guy was indeed angry.

Sikong Ting put down the newspaper, signaled Lu Baobei to go over.

However, Lu Baobei walked straight towards Little Camel who was pretending to eat, she squatted down and looked straight at Little Camel, then said sincerely: "Push, I'm sorry, Mommy wants to apologize to you."

Little Camel was startled. He stopped eating and looked straight at the rice, not at Lu Baobei.

Seeing that, Nanny Liu immediately made a gesture to let all the servants leave the dining hall, and also left.

"What happened yesterday was Mommy's fault. I shouldn't have been so fierce towards you. Push, Mommy is apologizing to you. Can you forgive Mommy?"

Little Camel grew up until he was four years old.

He had been mischievous, spoiled, and warm-hearted before, but he had never fought a cold war with Lu Baobei.

Lu Baobei's heart felt as though it was being pierced by needles.

Yesterday, she was extremely angry, she really shouldn't have treated Little Camel like that.

Sikong Ting looked at the mother and son in the distance, his handsome brows knitted together as he looked at the Little Camel in displeasure, "Si Zhong! Look at your mother! "

"…"

Little Camel bit his lips and did not say a word. He raised her head to look at Sikong Ting and then lowered her head to look at the bowl.

"Si Zhong!"

Sikong Ting's cold voice gave others a strong sense of oppression, his face turning ugly.

Little Camel paused, he raised his head and looked at the gloomy Sikong Ting, after a while, he took out a mobile phone from the pocket of his school uniform and pressed it a few times, showing it to Lu Baobei.

I'm sorry.

Three words.

Lu Baobei's tears suddenly flowed down as she hugged Little Camel. "You're not wrong, Mommy is wrong! Mommy will never do this to you again! "

What Sikong Ting said was right, and she wasn't the one who believed that what was right must be right for the Little Camel.

Little Camel stretched out his two little arms and hugged Lu Baobei, "Mommy, don't cry."

Unfortunately, Lu Baobei couldn't hear it.

"Do you have any other skills besides making her cry?"

Sikong Ting's cold voice sounded again, but there was no longer any sense of suppression.

This meant that he was in a better mood.

Little Camel raised his eyebrows as if he was unconvinced, and responded in his heart: You're so powerful, aren't you unable to do anything to Mommy?

Lu Baobei released Little Camel and wiped her tears, "Push, Mommy won't restrict you from playing games anymore, but you have to promise Mommy not to fall asleep and not to fall asleep to play games, okay?"

Little Camel: "..."

Not good, he didn't like to play games at all.

It would take less than an hour to clear every time.

If it weren't for the fact that he was learning to shoot, he wouldn't have touched the handle.

Little Camel sighed in his heart, looked at Lu Baobei and nodded, pretending to be happy that he got the reward.

There was no helping it, Mommy was too simple after all. If I told Mommy these words now, I'm afraid Mommy wouldn't be crying …

Will you beat him until he cries...

Mommy, I'm going to school.

Little Camel showed the words to Lu Baobei, who nodded and said, "Then go quickly, obediently listen to the teacher's orders at school. Mommy will wait for you to come back."

The haze in Little Camel's heart was swept away, the handsome little Young Cute Boy's face revealed a huge smile. He jumped off the chair, hugged Lu Baobei and kissed him, then ran away like smoke.

Sikong Ting's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, as he maliciously stared at Little Camel's figure escaping quickly.

This brat actually dared to provoke him!

Lu Baobei, on the other hand, looked in the direction that the Little Camel had left in with mixed feelings, and was unable to recover from his shock for a long time.

Little Camel was not angry with her, it was so good.

The light above her head suddenly dimmed. Lu Baobei turned his head and saw Sikong Ting standing in front of her, staring at her with extreme displeasure.

Looking at the murderous look on her face, Lu Baobei couldn't help but to wonder if the one with her last night was really the man in front of her?

Why did it seem as though she was his arch enemy?

"What's the matter with you?"

Who had offended him?

Sikong Ting stared at Lu Baobei's face without saying a word. That gaze felt like it was piercing a hole in her face!

Lu Baobei touched her face in confusion. Is there a problem?

Sikong Ting suddenly raised his hand and placed his large hand on Lu Baobei's cheek. He rubbed it with force, as if he was going to rub off her skin.

Lu Baobei felt pain, and her face burned with pain. She immediately patted Sikong Ting's hands, wanting him to stop.

"I'm in so much pain, Sikong Ting, what are you doing?"

No response.

Sikong Ting rubbed the skin on her face intently, his gaze becoming more sinister.

Knowing that he was satisfied, Lu Baobei stopped. Originally, Lu Baobei's skin was tender, but after rubbing her face in this way, her face immediately turned red.

"Lu Baobei, you are mine! Don't let any man touch you! "

Not even his son!

Lu Baobei held onto her numb cheek, and looked at Sikong Ting angrily: "What did you say? I can't hear you, type for me. "

He should at least have a reason for doing things, why did he go crazy for no reason!

Typing?

Sikong Ting stared at Lu Baobei sinisterly. He just wanted to kill him right now.

Glancing coldly at Lu Baobei, Sikong Ting returned to the table, picked up the bottle of red wine, and gulped it down. The Eagle-liked Eye was maliciously staring at a certain spot, as if its entire body was enveloped in a layer of black death aura.

Lu Baobei was startled for a moment, then walked over and took the wine cup from Sikong Ting's hands: "Stop drinking, I'll go make breakfast for you."

He was not allowed to drink from his stomach, but he never cared.

Sikong Ting lowered his head to look at Lu Baobei. The Eagle-liked Eye was like a bottomless cold pond.

Sikong Ting was too strong, he was like a wild beast kissing his, the kind of warmth and gentleness that could not be felt by Lu Baobei at all by those books.

Unable to withstand Sikong Ting's strength, Lu Baobei could only use her hands to support the table behind him.

Seeing that he was losing control of the situation, Sikong Ting finally let go of Lu Baobei and hugged him while gasping, her body was shockingly hot.

"Sikong Ting, let me go, I'll go make breakfast for you." Lu Baobei's aura was also a bit unstable.

He was Sikong Ting, which woman would still be able to keep her head after kissing him?

Sikong Ting hugged Lu Baobei for a while longer before releasing him and bit on her lips, causing Lu Baobei's face to turn red and drip blood. He pushed Sikong Ting away and quickly walked towards the kitchen.