One pregnancy three babies: daddy, you've abducted the wrong mommy!

Emperor Huang bieyuan.

The restaurant, which is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people, is decorated in luxury, almost surpassing the world's top restaurants. There is a long table in the middle. On the table, there is a delicious breakfast like the man and Han banquet. It is very exquisite.

However, large and small people sitting at both ends of the table were holding knives and forks, looking interested and unhappy.

"Ninth master, young master, you two have something to eat." The housekeeper, Wei'an, was almost tortured to death by the picky father and son.

The world's top chefs invited by the family all went out. It's so embarrassing that they don't know what to eat for them.

"Daddy, eat breakfast quickly and have to go to work later." Zhan Zixuan said mildly that he was clearly a little fart child, but coaxed the "child" of daddy like a little adult.

Zhan Jiutian took a puff from the corner of his mouth, stared at him, forked a very delicate dessert and sent it to the entrance.

Zhan Zixuan blinked and stared at him nervously. His little hand stretched out under the table and counted.

1、 Two, three

"Oh..."

Sure enough, within three seconds, daddy spit out the snacks he ate, quickly put down his fork and gargle.

Failed, daddy didn't like it, and he certainly didn't like it.

Zhan Zixuan slowly put down the tableware, jumped down from the chair with a napkin, ran over with short legs, and thoughtfully handed over the napkin: "Daddy, wipe."

Zhan Jiutian took over to wipe the corners of his mouth without much thought.

Suddenly, he made a move, gently sniffed the napkin in his hand, his eyes suddenly changed, suddenly pulled his palm tightly, clenched his teeth and said, "Zhan, Zi, Xuan!"

He growled and looked down at his legs, but there was still the shadow of the little guy.

"Daddy, the baby is not dirty. The baby is a drop of daddy's blood essence. How can daddy dislike the baby? " Zhan Zixuan said Mengmeng as he ran to the entrance of the stairs.

Knowing that he touched the tiger's ass, he ran away with fear.

“……”

Five minutes later.

"Daddy, the baby knows his mistake and asks for mercy." Zhan Zixuan was caught and punished to stand in a military posture, with a small face shriveled into a bitter melon shape.

A veteran's father is really tired. The big deal for someone else's father to punish the baby is to spank him, but his father has all kinds of military posture and corporal punishment

Zhan Zixuan felt that he had another pill today.

The housekeeper Wei An looked angry and funny.

The young master knows that the ninth master has a serious habit of cleanliness and wants to provoke him like this. He deserves corporal punishment.

What a restless little fellow.

"Stand for two hours, health and safety supervision." Zhan Jiutian ignored his plea for mercy. When he finished, he went out and dialed the phone, "inform the European chef who will interview tomorrow and go to the company now."

Wei An couldn't help bending her mouth when she listened to the ninth master.

The ninth master is seemingly ruthless to the young master, but he still loves the young master from the bottom of his heart.

No, I'm looking for a cook for the young master again for fear of starving him.

The father and son are really happy friends.

Warm, jet lag, sleep until dawn and don't want to get up.

"Mommy, get up! Someone just called and asked you to go for an interview today. " Warm climbed onto the bed, opened a corner of the quilt and said softly.

Little milk bag loves Mommy very much. Mommy has to bear hardships in order to support her. When she grows up, she has to earn a lot of money to support Mommy.

"Interview?" Warm touched his eyes and said vaguely, "isn't it tomorrow?"