Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 363 He's Kong Xinyao's Son!

The little bun easily opened the door, puffed out his cheeks and ran out displeased.

James was enjoying afternoon tea downstairs, with his legs resting leisurely on the coffee table, shaking every now and then, without even noticing that the little bun he had imprisoned had already escaped...

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"Open the door! Mama, open the door!" Smelling Yan Chuyan's scent, little Ivan ran to the door of their living room, and slapped the exquisite white carved door with all his strength.

The sound of knocking on the door became stronger and stronger, shaking the eardrums of the two people who were cuddling each other in the room.

Beiming Haoting's eyes were staring at the door, his angular handsome figure was tense, and the blood all over his body was congealed.

"I'll go and have a look." Yan Chuyan looked at him calmly, with a discussion tone.

Beiming Haoting's pupils constricted, and he glanced at her with lowered eyes. He was silent for a few seconds, his sexy Adam's apple rolled down slightly, and a deep and deep voice came out between his thin lips——

"Is he the son of Wu Haosi?"

Hearing this, Yan Chuyan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"He should be the son of Kong Xinyao and Wu Haosi, if...you didn't do anything wrong to me back then...well..."

He couldn't hear any sound. He looked at her lips and read her meaning with his heart.

Before he finished speaking, his blue eyes were dark, and he lowered his head suddenly to cover her cherry lips, swallowing what she was about to say.

"I didn't! You doubted me again?" Interrupting her words, Beiming Haoting greedily licked and sucked her lips before letting go, resolutely dispelling her doubts.

"No, I just..."

Just thinking of Kong Xinyao's words... She really shouldn't doubt him...

"Since it's the child of Kong Xinyao and Wu Haosi, send him back." Beiming Haoting let go of her, got up, put on his clothes, and walked to the door of the room with his slender thighs.

"Papa..." As soon as the door opened, little Ivan raised his head excitedly, only to find that the one who opened the door was not Yan Chuyan, but Beiming Haoting, who was much taller than him.

The cold shadow shrouded, and little Ivan couldn't help shivering.

"I'm not your father, let's go, I'll take you to find your mother." Beiming Haoting glanced at him coldly, his handsome face was full of displeasure.

This brat, doesn't want to live anymore?Interrupt his welfare time!

Little Ivan can't understand what he said, what are you looking for, they are his daddy...

"Papa, where are you taking me?" Little Ivan was very obedient, allowing him to hold his hand and walk downstairs.

James, who was delivering the fruit to his mouth, saw Beiming Haoting leading little Ivan down, his bright black eagle eyes were full of shock.

"This... the master looks so angry, the young master won't come out and disturb his good business, right? Oh, it's too bad..." James hurriedly stuffed the fruit into his mouth, and the small bamboo stick was thrown out , drew an arc in the air, and then fell gorgeously into the trash can.

Beiming Haoting took the little Ivan and walked towards him in big strides, his stern face showed no expression, and his thin crimson lips were pursed into a straight line.

"James!" He glanced coldly at the mess on the tea table, and roared in a low voice, "Send him back to Kong Xinyao!"

"What... what?" James opened his eyes wide in shock, and his eyes fell on the innocent little Ivan. After a while, he closed his mouth and asked in puzzlement, "Master, isn't he your son?"

While talking, he wrote out the questions on the small notepad and handed it to Beiming Haoting.

"He is Kong Xinyao's son! Send him back!" Beiming Haoting growled, let go of Ivan's little hand indifferently, and pushed him towards James.

(End of this chapter)