The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

"Bow."

Next to him, the team leader called to Sun Yunqing several times, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

The smile on Sun Yunqing's face solidified. She felt that the cute children and dogs did not look cute at all at this time. "Then sister moved a little bit, not to stop the rice cake from watching the video, okay?"

The **** rice cake stared at the computer screen.

Sun Yunqing bit her lip and smiled softer, "Nian Gao, do you like sister?"

Why does this aunt have so many questions? Xiaoniankui wants to watch cartoons quietly. He cocked his little mouth and was extremely honest, "I don't like it."

"My sister can buy you sweets every day, don't you like it too?" Sun Yunqing asked persistently.

"Mom said, you can't eat too much sugar, it will rot your teeth." The little rice cake had a white and tender face with a serious look, "My sister is broken, the rice cake should not rotten teeth." After speaking, he still covered it. The small mouth and **** eyes stared at Sun Yunqing.

"Bow."

Next to him, the captain yelled at Sun Yunqing at the right time, so fiercely that Sun Yunqing thought it was going to jump over and bit her in the next second.

Sun Yunqing took a step back embarrassedly, his face with delicate make-up did not look good. Are the little kids so uncomfortable and annoying?

"You don't have to eat candy, then what do you like to eat? What toys do you like to play with? My sister can buy it for you." Sun Yunqing struggled.

"Auntie, you are arguing about rice cakes to watch the video."

The small nian gao flattened his mouth, and the white face was flat, obviously unhappy. "Mom said, you can't ask for something from a stranger. That's the bad guy who wants to take the nian gao."

"The nian gao doesn't need your things, you take away the nian gao, I will let the captain bite you." The small nian gao looked at Sun Yunqing warily with **** eyes. Xiao Nian Gao remembers that Grandma Yun said that he is so cute that there will be many bad guys who want to take him away.

Does this bad aunt want to trick him away?

Without looking in the mirror, Sun Yunqing knew how ugly his face was at this time. This little kid doesn't get in oil and salt, it's really annoying, not cute at all!

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When Tang Su came to Yan Jingyang's office, he saw his son sitting on the sofa, dangling his little feet, one hand holding his little head, and looking at the computer happily, while the captain was sleeping beside him.

"Is the baby alone?" She walked over.

Hearing his mother's voice, Xiao Nian Gao immediately raised his head, his mouth grinned, showing a few white teeth, "Mom." The little body moved forward, and he jumped off the sofa and ran towards Tang Su. In the past, "Mom, Mom." He hugged Tang Su's leg.

"Nian Gao misses mom." Xiao Nian Gao raised her small face, her **** eyes were watery, and Tang Su's heart seemed to melt.

"Mom misses the baby too." Tang Su bent down and lifted his son with difficulty. The little guy is now heavier and heavier. It is estimated that in two years, she will not be able to hold him. "Baby, where's Dad?"

The little nian gao put his arms around Tang Su's neck, and the little head was lying obediently on her shoulders, and the milky voice replied with a gratifying voice: "Daddy is going to the meeting, nian gao, wait for dad here."

"Yes, the baby is so good." Tang Su sat down on the sofa, put him on his lap, scraped his little nose with his fingers, "Did I show you the video?"

"Daddy put it, the rice cake drank milk."

Little nian gao nestled in Tang Su's arms reliantly, raised her little face, and begged for praise: "Mom, there is a bad aunt who wants to cheat nian gao, but nian gao does not believe in bad aunt.

Tang Su stroked the hand of his head, "What bad auntie?"

"A bad aunt just came in and wanted to cheat the rice cakes to eat sugar, not the rice cakes." The little rice cake blinked with watery, black and big eyes, but behaved. "Mom said, you can't help but know people's things, listen to rice cakes. Mother's words."

"My baby is really good." Tang Su bowed his head and kissed his soft little cheek. "Did the bad auntie tell the baby?"

The little nian gao was praised by her mother, and Xiao Bai's teeth showed more. "The bad aunt asked whether the nian gao likes her, and asked whether the nian gao is beautiful or her mother." The nian gao always has a good memory, and the other party also mentioned her mother. I remember, "Mom is the most beautiful, bad aunt is ugly."

The little nian gao took the opportunity to act like a baby, "Nian gao likes mom the most."

"Mom likes babies the most."

Tang Su dare not say this in front of Yan Jingyang, otherwise, he will be jealous. However, for the bad aunt mentioned by his son, the baby is still young and does not understand the other party's intentions. However, Tang Su can more or less guess what he thinks about asking the baby such a question for no reason.

The black, bright and moist eyes flashed with different colors, and Tang Su didn't ask any more, but watched cartoons with the little rice cake.

After the meeting, Yan Jingyang returned to the office. When he saw Tang Su on the sofa, he was slightly taken aback, and then he was happy, hard and cold, his stern face softened, "When did you come here?"

He loosened the two buttons on the white shirt, strode over, picked up the white fat dumpling sitting on Tang Su’s lap, and dropped it directly on the other side of the sofa. He was sitting in Tang Su’s. He hugged the person beside him, "Why don't you tell me?"

The little rice cake's head hit the soft sofa back, he touched his forehead grievously, his big eyes were watery, full of accusations against Yan Jingyang, "Dad is bad, Dad is the big devil."

"Wow." The captain jumped off the sofa and rushed past the little rice cake. For the head of the family, it dare not provoke at all.

Tang Su glanced at Yan Jingyang, touched his son's head comfortably, and then said: "I haven't been here for long, why, don't you want me to come?" She looked at him with bright and dark eyes, and stared at each other.

Yan Jingyang's big hands clasped the soft waist and limbs, "How is it possible." If he could, he couldn't wait to put her in his pocket.

It is said that men have two attitudes after marriage and when they are in love, but in the past few years, the man in front of her has not changed. The only difference is that he likes to eat his son's jealousy. Tang Su is often amused by his naivety.

Yan Jingyang checked the time, "Are you hungry? Take you to dinner."

"Okay, rice cakes want to eat chicken legs." Over there, the little rice cakes heard something to eat and immediately raised their opinions excitedly.

"Wow." The captain shook his body and cooperated.

"Let's go."

Yan Jingyang took the small nian gao into Tang Su's arms and lifted him directly.

In the office, Sun Yunqing took out the mirror and looked after the makeup inside. Everywhere was delicate.

Just now, she heard a colleague discussing Mr. Yan's wife coming to the company. She didn't expect that she was still testing the tone of that little kid just now. In this case, the woman appeared.

Sun Yunqing closed the mirror with satisfaction, and then left the desk.

As long as she waits in the lobby, she won't worry about not seeing each other. She wanted to see what kind of woman Yan Jingyang was married to. More importantly, as long as she appeared in front of Yan Jingyang, the contrast with that woman named Tang Su would only highlight her goodness.

"This design is still in a hurry. Sun Yunqing is where she is going." A female colleague saw Sun Yunqing leaving her seat and couldn't help complaining to the person next to her.

"I don’t know, the other party is the daughter of the general manager. The backstage is big. Even if you don’t come to work, General Manager Sun will give her a ride. It’s useless to be jealous. Let’s finish it quickly, we can’t make it out. ?" Another female colleague also had a bit of resentment in her tone...

Sun Yunqing's patience was quite good, she sat on the sofa in the lobby and waited.

It didn't take long before she saw Yan Jingyang walk out holding the kid. Her eyes lit up, she picked up the design draft on the coffee table and walked forward. However, just as she was smiling and just taking a step, she saw a woman walking out with the dog in her arms.

"Susu, put down this ugly dog."

"Mom, don't hug the captain."

Suddenly, Yan Jingyang and Xiao Nian Gao spoke at the same time, and the very similar faces of one big and one small turned to Tang Su, both faces were solemn on the floor, obviously angry at her holding the captain.

"The captain's foot was almost stuck in the elevator just now, so I took it out." Tang Su reluctantly put down the captain.

"You can only hold me."

"Mom can only hold rice cakes."

Yan Jingyang's low voice and the tender voice of the little rice cake sounded at the same time again, and his sharp and bright eyes coincided with each other, both staring at the captain on the ground dissatisfiedly.

"Wow..."

The captain wagged his tail, lowered his head innocently, and his wrinkled forehead became even uglier.

Sun Yunqing was stunned, even if she didn't look in the mirror, she knew that her face was not good at this time.

That woman is Yan Jingyang's wife?

Didn’t it mean that the other party became a yellow-faced woman after giving birth? Didn't Yan Jingyang marry the other party and don't have much affection?

How could this be......

The other party is not only a yellow-faced woman, but also looks pure and beautiful, bright and moving.

Tang Su wears a light blue knee-length dress, a pair of white stiletto shoes with straps on his feet, and a pair of thin white and straight legs. The whole person is indescribable and full of aura. It's the big beauty who is being held in the palm of the palm, where is the slightest sign of a yellow face?

Sun Yunqing looked shocked.

It doesn't matter if the other party is exquisite and beautiful. More importantly, Mr. Yan, who is usually ruthless and expensive in the company, who is not close to strangers, actually looks at her with a doting look, completely unlike his image of cold and abstinence.

Sour gas was constantly in my heart.

Only then did Sun Yunqing realize that things were fundamentally different from what she had thought before. Mr. Yan's wife is not a Huanglian Po, but Mr. Yan seems to like his wife very much.

The hand holding the design draft kept tightening, and she was a little uncomfortable.

"Ah, bad aunt, bad aunt..."

Just as Sun Yunqing was unsteady and was about to leave, the little rice cake held by Yan Jingyang stretched out Xiaopang's hand over there and pointed at her. The tender voice was particularly loud in the lobby.

"Dad, that's the bad auntie." The little nian cake nestled in Yan Jingyang's arms, her face tense, accusing Sun Yunqing.

Yan Jingyang didn't know what Xiaonian Gao was talking about, but Tang Su knew it. When she heard her son's words, she looked over, her eyes fell on Sun Yunqing's body, but within a few seconds, she moved away.

"Let's go, let's go eat."

Tang Su held the small hand outstretched from the small nian gao, "The baby is very good today. You can eat a big drumstick."

The little nian gao was distracted at once, and she couldn't take care of the bad aunt. The milk said with a milky voice: "The nian gao is good, I want to eat big fried chicken legs." After speaking, he took a breath and opened his mouth. It seemed that there was still saliva flowing out, and the greedy little appearance made Tang Su smile directly.

Sun Yunqing's face was hot and she was still in a state of panic. She didn't expect that little kid would want to sue. Are all the kids so smart now?

I don't know why, when Tang Su's eyes fell on her just now, she held her breath in a daze. It was obviously a vase, but it made her nervous and unreasonably cowardly.

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