My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

The next morning, Zhou Si Leng's little friend woke up. He sat up comfortably and stretched his lazy waist. He slept well last night.

“Paige, where are you? ”

Baiqi probed a head out of the bathroom, and she waved the toothbrush on her hand, "Srin, I'm here. Get dressed. I'm going to school. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Zhou Si Leng children quickly dressed.

The two of them washed up and went out of the room, when Zhou Si Leng's little friend remembered someone, “Baiqi, where's my dad? How come you didn't see him? ”

“He... got up early. ”

“Really? Baiqi, I secretly told you a secret. Oh, I had a dream last night, and I actually bit Dad in the dream.” Zhou Silian said excitedly.

Baki,...

“Silence, you're awesome.” That's all she can say.

When the door was opened, a cold breeze poured in, Zhou Yao, who was out running in the morning, returned. He wore a white vest, black casual trousers, and ran for an hour and a half in the morning. He didn't even catch his breath, but he was sweating. Those sweat beads dripped from his forehead to his arms and bounced off quickly and forcefully.

His skeleton is dazzling.

Baiqi was a little shy and a little sweet. He satisfied all her imaginations of a man. She just liked his type, handsome and cold, steely. Her personality was twisting, but he was the only one in her life who could conquer her. At night, she held his waist and gasped like death under him...

White Qi's face evaporated two pinks.

“Daddy, why are you back? I thought you weren't coming back. Don't you have a home? Why don't you stay here all the time...” I saw Daddy in the early morning and really let Zhou Si Leng's little boyfriend Kaisen not wake up.

Of course he doesn't remember how he looked forward to seeing Daddy more than he could. All he knows is that now he has Baiqi, and he doesn't want to see Daddy for a minute.

Zhou Yao pulled out his long legs and walked into the house. He took off his damp white vest and threw it on Zhou Silian's face. The man's low voice rang out, “Does the skin itch? ”

Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend was covered by Daddy's white vest. “Oops...” He quickly reached out his little hand to pull the vest.

Zhou Yao came to Baiqi and handed her the paper bag. "I bought it early and the porridge in the kitchen was ready for breakfast. ”

“Oh.” Baek Qi answered. Actually, she was embarrassed. She was almost all up with Xiao Xi Lian now, and she was getting lazy.

When she lowered her head, she felt a crude large palm holding her little face, and Zhou Yao kissed her red lips.

Baek Qi's body was soft, he was sweaty, and he had a very rich male masculinity, both of which instantly invaded her brain.

She had not yet responded. Zhou Yao had let her go and he went into the room to take a shower.

Baiqi's blush is bleeding.

……

Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend didn't easily rip off the white vest that was covered in his head. Baiqi prepared breakfast in the kitchen, and he sat in the living room sofa waiting for Daddy.

He needs to have a serious conversation with Dad.

The door opened quickly and Zhou Yao walked out. He wore a grey shirt and black pants. He had just taken a bath. The man was refreshed and the whole person was a little younger.

“Daddy, come here. I need to talk to you.” The sound of Xiao Xi Ling sounded.

Zhou Yao glanced at his son, he sat perfectly upright, and photographed the couch next to him. He glanced at him, and his son was going to talk to him.

He couldn't help lifting his lips, and their grandparents were in sync with God, and he wanted to talk to him.

Zhou Yao sat down and the two arrogant long legs of the man stacked together gracefully. He glanced at his son and lifted his thin lips. "What did you say? ”

“Dad, what I'm trying to say is that I like Baiqi, and Baiqi is my woman, and I met her first. During this time, I sensibly noticed that Dad had too much contact with Baiqi. You rubbed your meal here and slept, seriously interrupting my personal time with Baiqi. I hope that Dad can be more conscious than he will be in the future...”

“Oh.” Zhou Yao laughed. He squeezed his narrow eyes and chewed the three words "conscious point”. Who needs to be conscious?

“Daddy, I know you like to play with girls, and I've never objected to you playing with girls. I know it's hard for you to be a single middle-aged man. I hope you're happy, but I hope Daddy doesn't ruin my happiness either. Now Baek Qi is my happiness. ”

“Enough said?” When Zhou Si Leng's little friend finished, Zhou Yao made a statement.

Zhou Si Leng's little friend was stunned.

Baiqi came out of the kitchen with a bowl of chopsticks and said, "We're ready for breakfast...”

Zhou Yao glanced at his son and then looked at Baiqi. His low magnetic voice sounded softly, “Zhou Silian, find out whose woman Eun? She's your mom, okay? ”

Zhou Siliang, …

Baki, …

……

Outside the kindergarten door, Baek Chi Eye sent Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend to be taken away by the teacher. Unlike before, Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend did not smile at her or wave at her. Zhou Si Leng, who had always been vibrant and cheerful, turned into a person, was very lonely and sad. Baek Chi even saw two drops of tears hanging from Zhou Si Leng's little potty friend's face.

When I think of my son crying, Baiqi's heart snaps.

The car whistled behind her, and the man in the car couldn't wait to rush her.

Baiqi was furious, and she turned to the passenger seat.

“Zhou Yao, you are really too much, didn't I tell you, give Silence some time, I will hint at him, let him accept it a little slowly, now you are well, tell Silence too quickly, how can Silence accept it? ”

Zhou Yao stepped on the throttle and drove the car out. The morning sun reflected out the window onto his handsome face. Deep and charming, he opened his mouth and said, "Slim is a boy, he is not as vulnerable as you think, he will accept. ”

She doesn't know the little sweetheart. The little sweetheart misses her as his woman. If she keeps doing this, her son will fight with his daughter-in-law. How will he live his life?

Long pain is better than short pain, his son won't even be able to bear it, his son will figure it out, the woman will be gone, but with Mommy, he will soon accept it.

Baiqi didn't agree with him at all, she felt like he was raising a son like a monkey, casually.

She said positively, "Zhou Yao, I want to talk to you carefully. You have a problem with your son's education. ”

Zhou Yao stepped on the brake, slowly stopped the car, extinguished the car, he reached out his two palms to hug Baiqi, held her directly on his thigh, put the driver's seat back a little, he clamped her waist with one big palm, a strong arm pillow behind his head, “Okay, what are we talking about? Give you time, I'll listen. ”