Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

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After thinking for a few minutes, the head of the Nangong family suddenly paid attention.

Called a certain manager on the phone, "Hey, where is our son who is causing trouble in Heaven?"

In the afternoon, Xiaojun Zaizi, with his little fleshy face and his father holding it high, came to the hotel again.

"Xia Xia, look who's coming."

The weather is getting cold, so Gu Nuannuan is learning to remember her son's clothes. The little guy's clothes are all cute, and every piece of clothing is like a theme song.

"Little tiger, why are you here? Give me a hug from my godmother." An Kexia hugged the little guy, and then looked at his almost recovered little face, which was so cute and cute. An Kexia pursed her lips and rubbed it. The godson's face said, "Nangong Zi, why did you bring the tiger cub here?"

Nangong Zi: "We are both going to be parents, so we are not allowed to practice with our godson."

An Kexia smiled slightly and kicked him, and Nangong Zi also had a big smile on his face.

Sitting on the sofa, An Kexia took off the little guy's coat, revealing the little sweater underneath, "Little tiger, why are you so cute?"

Sure enough, when he heard the praise, the little tiger became even more well-behaved. He sat next to his godmother and said, "Mommy, don't beep, daddy, um, the baby has milk."

The smile on An Kexia's face froze: How to translate this?

She looked at Nangong Zi. Nangong Zi was leaning on the sofa. He was enjoying the posture of the elder. "The son said: His mother was taking the postgraduate entrance examination at home. He was naughty at home, and then his father spanked him. I went to pick him up, and then the baby came. Already."

"Oh~~" Little Tiger pouted, admitting these words.

It was obviously him who was being naughty, but when he said it in coquettish words, why did An Kexia feel aggrieved by him?

"If your godmother doesn't fight, you can play with your godmother."

The little tiger was in the living room, lying on the sofa for a while. While his godmother was making fish soup for him, his godfather held his little hand mischievously, "Son, let's go. My godfather will take you to play." It’s fun.”

Anything fun? Then why does the godfather have to speak in a low voice if he feels guilty?

"Anma~" Little Tiger shouted.

An Kexia, who was cooking with her own hands in the kitchen, immediately ran out, "My dear, what's wrong?"

Because the little tiger can't call "godmother", he always fails to pronounce it and says "an". It just so happens that An Kexia's last name is "an". As fate would have it, his little baby voice calls out, which is "an mother".

An Kexia was so happy that Nangong Zi felt envious and said, "Call me godfather."

"Ande~"

Nangong Zi's tone was sour, "...I still have thousands of lives in Guangxia."

The little tiger laughed excitedly and waved his little fists.

An Kexia fell in love with this cute little bun, but Nangong Zi was extremely depressed. He taught him to do bad things, but he just let it go if he didn't do it, and even called Xia Xia to come out.

As soon as Nangong Zi returned to the study and saw the incense burner on the table, he didn't want to stay for a second longer.

But the head of the Nangong family would not let his efforts go in vain, so when An Kexia was not paying attention, he stopped calling him a villain this time, and went to the study with a small milk bag in both hands, and then put him He placed it on the study table and waved his hand, "Son, you can destroy it as you wish!"

The little tiger looked down at the bare tabletop. There was nothing but a box-like thing. How could he destroy it?

It was boring, so he lay on the table, sliding his little buttocks, tapping his little toes, stepping on his godfather's chair, and then turned around from the chair and slid to the ground.

Nangong Zi was surprised and pulled his godson's collar, "Don't leave, tell your godfather, when did you learn this skill?"

The little tiger laughed, how could he tell his godfather that he was self-taught after spending a long time in his father's study room and his mother's study room~

"Little tiger cub, you came out to eat. Tiger, where did you go?" An Kexia was looking for her in the living room with a bowl.

After hearing the sound, the head of the Nangong family directly staged a stolen and framed, and his arm quickly waved. The incense burner "Dang Dangdang" rolled to the ground hard. Xiao Shanjun was shocked. His stunned little mouth was all round, and he was translucent as diamonds. His dark eyes blinked, looking at his godfather curiously.

Mom said if you throw things away, your dad will spank you~

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He raised his little face and looked at his godfather, who deserved to be beaten.

An Kexia heard the noise outside and hurriedly walked towards the study.

When he opened the door, he saw that scene. One tall and one short stood there, both turning their heads to look at the intact incense burner on the ground.

Nangong Zi took a breath, frowned, and muttered in his heart: Why didn't it break?

The little tiger blinked: Is the godmother here to beat the godfather?

"Nangong Zi, why are you bringing the tiger cub here?" An Kexia walked over, knelt down and picked up the little soft treasure, loving it very much.

Koyama immediately pointed at the incense burner on the ground. The pronunciation was not allowed to sue the godmother.

Nangong Zi saw it and wanted to complain, "Xia Xia, my son came to hide and seek. He just climbed on the table and kicked it off."

An Kexia asked the little tiger: "Is it you?"

The little tiger closed his mouth and shook his head.

Nangong Zi: "..." Why can't we take advantage of this little kid?

"He can't understand human speech, don't believe it,"

A little voice said: "Baoneng~"

The room was silent.

An Kexia glanced at Nangong Zi's desk, her face was cleaner than his, and then thought about why he suddenly brought Naughty Baby over. All of this was premeditated, and Officer An quickly solved the case. She glanced at the man. The head of the family felt guilty and did not dare to look at him. He put his hands in his pockets and turned to look out the window.

"Are you embarrassed to let a child less than two years old take the blame?"

"He will be two years old the day after tomorrow."

An Kexia: "If it's not your birthday, it doesn't count."

She went out with the little one in her arms.

The head of the Nangong family was left doubting life with the incense burner. He called his attendant who was on vacation, "What kind of incense burner did you buy? It can't be broken even if you drop it."

The follower who was forced to take a vacation: "Boss, you asked me to buy the sturdiest, best-used, and most shatter-resistant incense burner. It's too expensive for me to buy. You said your sister-in-law is worthy of such an expensive one."

Nangong Zi regretfully wanted to bump into it, "Go and buy one that is exactly the same as this one, but the quality is of the lowest quality, and the most important thing is that it is the most durable."

The attendant was confused and said, "Boss, you are becoming more and more difficult to serve."

"Azi, come out for a moment, Azi." An Kexia called.

After going out, Nangong Zi realized what had happened. It turned out that the little guy didn't like the food she had worked so hard to cook. What we ate as babies is completely different from what little cubs eat now. An Kexia still cooked according to the baby's recipe. As a result, the little guy ate the delicious food and naughtily hid it after taking two bites.

Nangong Zi: "I'll do it for him."

In the evening, Jiang Chenyu went to pick up his son and saw that he was enjoying a spicy drink and his mouth was oily. Nangong Zi ate the meal An Kexia made in the afternoon.