Fast travel: touch the hero's father before he turns black

Chapter 5 The Domineering CEO Is My Father 5
"Speak?"

Cen Jinshan, who was frying eggs in the kitchen, heard the sound of going downstairs, and glanced sideways, "Wake up so early?"

Cen Yan, who vented freely, gave Cen Jinshan a good look and nodded proudly.

The soft little face is white and tender, white and rosy, with baby fat and collagen all over the face, it looks like an egg that has been peeled off its shell.

The small body is pulled at the kitchen door.

A pair of dead fish eyes were heavy, staring straight at the fried egg.

Swallowed.

Didn't the god of war eat flower petals and drink dew?

How can you make such a delicious thing?

I don't know if she can use the grace of saving her life to coerce God of War to continue cooking for her when she returns to the fairy world!

Cen Jinshan felt a chill down his spine and couldn't help shaking. Looking back, he saw the little milk dumpling thinking seriously, thinking that he might be thinking too much.

Continue the action in your hand.

"I'm going to the company today, will Yanyan go with me?"

With a sullen little face, Cen Yan nodded reservedly.

God of War has begged her, so she just reluctantly goes.

Cen Jinshan almost couldn't hold back.

Cub, you are so arrogant, please take a look at your little eyes.

Don't be too obvious about wanting to hang out!

Shaking his head with a grin, he packed up his breakfast and took it out.

The little milk dumpling didn't need to be reminded at all, and just followed out after smelling it.

The irritable little milk voice became sharp, "What is this?!"

The corners of Cen Jinshan's mouth rose slightly, and the smile in his eyes was undisguised.

He said solemnly, "Children can't eat too much oil and salt."

Cen Yan shook hands, his fist hardened!
The dead fish stared at the eggs in the clear soup and water in the small bowl.

Slowly shifted his gaze to the golden and round fried eggs on Cen Jinshan's plate.

He swallowed shamefully.

What if the fist is harder?
Cen Jinshan ate the fried egg slowly, and his movements were slow, as if adding 0.5 times slow motion.

A pair of upturned peach eyes flashed with a smile.

It feels like a small milk dumpling, which seems to be pretty good.

Cen Yan ate his breakfast and wished he could tear up the God of War, so angry and irritable he punched Cen Jinshan, and ran upstairs angrily.

Cen Jinshan gasped, clutching his chest and grinning.

This kid has really strong hands!

It seems to be too funny.

He rubbed his aching chest, and resigned himself to his fate, went upstairs to coax the little boy.

There was no one in the house, if Mr. Cen came unexpectedly, he was really afraid that the little milk dumpling would give him a fist and send him to heaven.

In the end, Cen Jinshan sat in the car, hugging the irritable little milk dumpling, and his head was still a little hard to turn.

When he teased the little milk dumpling, not only would he be beaten, but he would also lose his face when coaxed.

and so.

Why does he insist on teasing the little milk dumpling?
Looking down at the little milk dumpling in his arms who opened his mouth to him, showing a row of small white teeth, he sighed softly.

Fine.

This is his little ancestor!

It's not easy to be a father!

"gentlemen."

A Tian glanced at Cen Jinshan through the rearview mirror. Cen Jinshan moved his numb legs, looked down at the little milk dumpling sitting in his arms confidently, with a face of "I am the creditor, I am the biggest", the corners of his mouth could not help twitching smoke.

Expressionlessly covering the face of the little milk dumpling.

Ma Dan.

The tits are fierce, the tits are fierce, so cute!
There is a standard smile on the corner of the mouth of the company's front desk, ensuring that every customer who comes in is like a spring breeze.

Habitually greeted Cen Jinshan.

But his eyes fell on the cute and cute Xiaotuanzi in Cen Jinshan's arms, he was so dumbfounded that he forgot the curve of the corner of his mouth.

Wearing a suit, the handsome president is holding a soft and cute milk dumpling in a small skirt in his arms. This combination should not be too disillusioned!

Cen Jinshan walked towards the elevator without feeling anything, and suddenly remembered something, and walked back to the front desk, "In the future, people who don't have an appointment, no matter who they are, don't let them in, remember?"

Facing Xiaonaituanzi's cute attack directly at the front desk, he nodded dizzily.

Cen Jinshan frowned, hesitating slightly.

Who recruited this front desk?

Why is your work attitude so bad?
The front desk was keenly aware of Cen Jinshan's displeasure, and his whole body trembled, and he said quickly, "President, I remember!"

Cen Jinshan nodded reluctantly.

But I was thinking in my heart, let the HR department interview a few more receptionists.

The front desk looks silly, and the work attitude is not serious.

Holding the little milk dumpling, she walked towards the elevator.

The front desk swallowed, and raised his voice nervously and asked, "President, is that little milk dumpling your daughter?"

Cen Jinshan looked down at the little milk dumpling in his arms playing with his fingers, and couldn't help but nodded with a smile.

"My daughter, Cen Yan."

The screams of surprise from the front desk pressed down in his throat, and he stared at the little milk dumpling, "Miss is so cute! So soft and cute!"

Cen Jinshan chuckled, rubbed the little head of Xiaonaituanzi, and strode into the elevator.

Where is it cute?
Violent and brutal!
The fist he was hammered still hurts to this day.

Cen Yan bared his white baby teeth, and stared at Cen Jinshan's hand that was about to fall like a warning.

He has a small appearance of "if you dare to move, I will kill you".

Cen Jinshan withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

I feel resentful in my heart.

This kid is too cruel!
Whose genes did you inherit?

Cen Yan snorted lightly.

Keep playing with your fingers.

In fact, she was looking at the order book.

Three thousand small worlds, one leaf and one ups and downs.

Everything in the world has a destiny track, but the destiny is not fixed, otherwise, there would not be three thousand worlds.

And in this small world, everything in the past is recorded in the command book.

She's just weird.

Although the tribulation of love is difficult to overcome, Immortal Blazing Flame shouldn't be trapped in this small world, there must be some weirdness in it that she didn't realize.

Carefully inspecting the past, he poked the name suspiciously.

"Si Ming Bu, did Lin Mumu appear out of thin air?"

Why are the records in the Command Book strange?

"Entering the path of reincarnation, the river of forgetfulness has passed, and the body remains in the human world."

Si Mingbu looked at the sentences he had recorded, exclaimed, and read carefully for a while.

"Fairy, this Lin Shumu seems to have died a long time ago."

"died?"

Cen Yan was puzzled.

Already dead?
The Commander was a little timid.

All the changes in the world are recorded by Da Si Ming. It is born because of Da Si Ming, and it is named Si Ming Book.

But it didn't carefully record the changes in Lin Shumu, and it even caused the God of War to fail.

He lowered his head embarrassingly, feeling extremely guilty.

"Fairy..."

Cen Yan hung his dead fish eyes and was in a bad mood.

After finally finding out what was wrong, the person died!
Don't ask why Xiaonaituanzi doesn't understand that sentence, it's because Xiaobawang hasn't learned it.

A piece of elementary school scum!
It was a miracle that she could read that cumbersome line of words stumbling!

Si Mingbo escaped with a guilty conscience.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, the little overlord of the underworld can't read big characters, he likes to do things, he doesn't like to study!

Coupled with the fact that the underworld did not popularize the education of the little fairies, the street children underworld bully gloriously topped the list by force.

Similarly, in terms of knowledge, Xiaobawang firmly occupies the last place!

(End of this chapter)