My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

“Baiqi!” Zhou Si jumped coldly to the bathroom door, "Baiqi, why don't you come out and wash yourself? ”

“Well, I washed it," Baiqi nodded, "but I had a problem. I wasn't dressed, Slim. Can you help me find a clean woman's dress? ”

“Women's clothes? But Baiqi, there are no women in our family. My father has never brought a woman back. ”

When Baek Qi listened, didn't the demon ever bring a woman home?

Honestly, she didn't believe it. The devil was having sex with a woman like Liu Yung. In the hotel, Liu Yung was wearing such perverted clothes. His taste was unimaginable.

Inside she thought he was a scum and a bad person.

But Baiqi looked at Zhou Silian's little face, how bad the demon was. He also loved his son's heart, so he never brought home those messy women.

He has no conscience!

“Srin, don't you have grandma and Aunt Ni at home? Ask them if they can borrow one? ”

“It's night now, Grandma and Aunt Ni are all back...” Zhou Si Leng glanced, “With Baiqi, you wait here, I asked Daddy to lend you a shirt. ”

“Silence! ”

Zhou Siliang ignored her screams completely, and he turned around and ran away.

Baiqi is going crazy. She would rather not borrow clothes from the devil without wearing them. He would probably think that she let Silence borrow them. Now she has a hundred mouths to lose.

Five minutes later, Zhou Silong came back, and he had a black men's shirt in his hand, "Baiqi, this is for you, my dad gave it to me, new, not worn. ”

So far, Baiqi can only reach out to pick it up. The black shirt is really new and the tag on it has not been removed.

She pulled the corner of her mouth, "Silence, thank you. ”

“You're welcome.” Zhou Siliang was very happy.

White Qi stood in front of the sink and put on a black shirt, which was wide and large, dripping all the way down to her knees, her skin was greasy and white, and this black shirt lined her skin with a hint of unprovoked perfume.

Baiqi felt unwieldy and although the shirt was new, she seemed to always smell the smell on the man.

That day in the car, he smelled so aggressive, rich and intense man masculine with a hint of tobacco, very... good smell...

Thinking about it, Baek Qi quickly dumped her head twice. What was she thinking?

She thinks her ears are burning.

……

Baiqi dressed herself out of the bathroom and Zhou Siliang had already sat on her bed.

“Silence, it's getting late. Oh, you should get some sleep. It's good to get up early. ”

Zhou Siliang came up with a fairy tale book, "Baiqi, tell me a story. ”

Baek Qi loves you very much. He's a child. He has to listen to stories before he goes to bed.

She sat in bed and lifted her hand and touched Zhou Silong's little head. “Silong, I have something to discuss with you...”

“That's a coincidence, Baiqi, I have something to tell you too. Where are we going to play tomorrow? What kind of defensive techniques are you going to teach me? Let me think about it. I'm excited. We have two days to be together...”

Zhou Si Leng sighed like a happy little bird. Why didn't Baiqi stop? Baiqi's words were suddenly stuck in her throat. She wanted to leave, but how could she say that?

“Baek Qi, I haven't had any little friends to play with since I was a kid, only Grandma was with me. In fact, I was lonely. Once I had a little rabbit, it was so cute, but when I woke up the next day, the little rabbit disappeared...” Zhou Shi Leng looked at Baek Qi with pity, “Baek Qi, you wouldn't disappear like that little rabbit, would you? ”

Baiqi's heart became painful and soft. She shook her head, “No...”

She can't say anything, forget it tonight, she'll talk to him first thing tomorrow morning.

It's night anyway, she won't go out and hit that demon.

“Srin, isn't your dad... going to stay with you? ”

“No company! Ever since I remember, my father rarely came home. He didn't even send me on my first day of kindergarten. He knew to pick up girls outside. My classmates laughed at me when they found out and bullied me!” Zhou Si Leng twisted his little nose and complained outrageously.

In fact, Zhou Si Leng's little friend had his own careful thoughts. He would say a little more pity, and Baiqi would have more sympathy for him, so that their relationship could develop smoothly and sustainably.

Baek Qi's impression of Zhou Yao went down to the extreme. A man who is a father knows how to pick girls without accompanying his son. If he can't move, he beats his son. He is a very incompetent father.

So Zhou Yao sneezed two times in the master bedroom. He frowned. Who was speaking ill of him?

Baek Qi touched Zhou Silian's little face in pain. This little one was so pathetic. Since childhood, he didn't even feel the love of his father. He was lonely.

“Slim, you... what kind of person is Mommy? ”

“I don't know.” Zhou Si shook his head coldly. “Grandma and Dad refused to say anything. This is all Mommy left me...”

Zhou Si shook his little hand and a string of crisp and delightful bells rang.

Baek Qiyin shrank, and she looked at Zhou Silong's red bracelet on her wrist with impatience...

Some images flashed in her head, as if… she had sat in a small bed and her stomach ached, but she was wearing a small bell quickly in her hand…

Baiqi tried so hard to grab the pieces, but she couldn't, she felt a headache.

“Hiss." She tightened her eyebrows and covered her head with her hands.

Zhou Si was frightened. He bounced quickly from the bed, "Baiqi, what's wrong with you, are you having a headache? ”

Baek Qi looked a little pale and took her hand back. She pulled the corner of her mouth, “Chill, don't be afraid, I'm fine. ”

“Really? ”

“Mmm.”

Zhou Siliang was a little friend, very comfortable. He picked up the fairy tale book and stuffed it in Baiqi's hand, “Baiqi, tell me the story. ”

“Okay, you lie down, you sleep in a quilt, don't catch a cold, I'll tell you a story. ”

Zhou Siliang slept well in the quilt. Baiqi sat beside him. The lamp on the bed cabinet emitted a soft and faint light. Baiqi told him the story softly.

At the end of a story, Zhou Silong fell asleep.

Baiqi put away the fairy tale book, she stretched out her white finger and touched his little face. This little dot fell asleep in her bed and seemed really tired.

When Baiqi got out of bed, she lifted Zhou Silian up gently and sent him to his room.

……

Baek Qi was going to put him on his bed, but Zhou Si Leng held her shirt collar tight on her chest. Baek Qi muttered, “Baek Qi, don't go...”