Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

After thinking for a few minutes, Patriarch Nangong suddenly noticed.

Called a certain president, "Hey, where is our son who is making trouble in Tiangong?"

In the afternoon, the young gentleman came to the hotel again with his chubby face being held up by his godfather.

"Xia Xia, look who's coming."

The weather is cold, Gu Nuannuan never forgets his son's clothes, the little guy's clothes are cute, every piece of clothes is like a theme song.

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

Nangong Zi: "The two of us are going to be parents, so we can't drag our godson to practice."

An Kexia kicked him with a slight smile, 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 inside, "Little tiger, why are you so cute?"

Sure enough, upon hearing the praise, the little tiger became even more obedient. Sitting next to his godmother, he said with a small mouth, "Mom is not beeping, daddy is hitting, uh~ the baby is breastfeeding."

The smile on An Kexia's face froze: Here, how do you translate?

She looked at Nangong Zi, Nangong Zi was leaning on the sofa, and the old man was enjoying himself very much, "The son said: His mother is taking the postgraduate entrance examination at home, he is mischievous at home, and then his father spanked him, so I went to pick it up, and then the baby came gone."

"Oh~~" the little tiger pouted, admitting these words.

Obviously he was mischievous, but why did An Kexia think he was wronged when he said it in a coquettish way?

"Godmother doesn't hit, you play with godmother."

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

Have fun? Then why does the godfather whisper when he is a guilty conscience?

"Anma~" the little tiger yelled.

An Kexia, who was cooking in the kitchen, ran out immediately, "Hey, what's wrong?"

Because the little tiger can't call "Godmother", he always fails to pronounce "An", and it just so happens that An Kexia's surname is "An", and by fate, his little milk voice called out, it was "An Ma".

An Kexia was so happy, Nangong Zi was so envious, "Call me godfather."

"Andre~"

Nangong Zi's tone was sour, "...I'm still safe in Guangxia for thousands of years."

The little tiger laughed excitedly and waved his fists.

An Kexia fell in love with this cute little bun, but Nangong Zi was extremely depressed. If he taught him to do bad things, he would let him do nothing, 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 Patriarch Nangong will not let his efforts be in vain, so, taking advantage of An Kexia's inattention, he stopped calling a villain this time, and went to the study with a small milk bag in his hands, and then put his Put it on the desk in the study, waved your hand, "Son, you can destroy it at will!"

The little tiger looked down at the bare desktop, there was nothing but a box-like thing, how could he ruin it?

It's boring, he lay on the table by himself, his little **** slid, his little toes tiptoed, stepped on his godfather's chair, and then turned around from the chair and slid on the ground.

Nangong Zi was surprised, and pulled his godson by the collar, "Don't go, tell godfather, when did you learn this skill?"

The little tiger laughed, why did he tell his godfather that he climbed into his father's study room and his mother's study room for a long time, and he is self-taught~

"Little tiger cub, I'm out for dinner. Tiger, where have you been?" An Kexia searched the living room with a bowl.

Hearing the sound, Patriarch Nangong directly staged a frame-up, he swung his arm quickly, and the incense burner rolled on the ground with "bang bang bang dangdang", the little tiger was shocked to see it, his stunned little mouth was o-round, translucent like a diamond Blinking her dark eyes, she looked at her godfather curiously.

My mother said that if I throw things around, I will be spanked by my father~

He raised his head with a small face and looked at his godfather, who should be beaten.

An Kexia heard the movement outside, and hurriedly walked towards the study.

Pushing open the door, what I saw was that scene, one tall and one short standing there, both of them turned their heads to stare at the intact incense burner on the ground.

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

The little tiger blinked: Did the godmother come to beat up the godfather?

"Nangong Zi, why are you bringing the tiger cub here?" An Kexia walked over, knelt down and picked up Xiao Ruanbao, loving her so much.

The little tiger immediately pointed to the censer on the ground, and complained to his godmother because he couldn't pronounce it properly. He also pointed at Nangong Zi with his little hand, "Pulu, pulu, beating!"

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

An Kexia asked the little tiger, "Is that you?"

The little tiger shut his mouth and shook his head.

Nangong Zi: "..." Why is this little baby so hard to use?

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

A little milk voice: "Baoneng~"

The room was silent.

An Kexia glanced at Nangong Zi's desk, which was cleaner than his face, and then thought about why he suddenly brought Naughty Bao over. All of this was premeditated, and Police Officer An quickly solved the case. She glanced at the man. A certain patriarch felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him. He put his hands in his pockets and turned his head to look out the window.

"Excuse me, let a child who is less than two years old take the blame."

"He's going to be two the day after tomorrow."

An Kexia: "It doesn't count if you haven't passed your birthday."

She went out with the little one in her arms.

Only Patriarch Nangong was left holding the censer to doubt his life. He called his entourage who was on vacation, "What kind of censer did you buy? It won't break even if you drop it."

The entourage who was forced to go on vacation: "Boss, you didn't ask me to buy the strongest, most usable, and most drop-resistant incense burner. I bought this too expensive. You said your sister-in-law deserves such an expensive one."

Nangong Zi regretted wanting to bump into it, "You go and buy one that is exactly the same as this one, and the quality is the worst, the most important thing is that it is the most resistant to falling."

The entourage was puzzled, "Boss, you are becoming more and more difficult to serve."

"Azi, come out, Azi." An Kexia called out.

After going out, Nangong Zi realized what had happened. It turned out that the food was cooked by her so hard, and the little guy didn't like it. What a baby eats is completely different from what a cub eats now. An Kexia still cooked according to the baby's recipe, but the little guy ate delicious food, and hid it mischievously 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 eating delicious and spicy food, his mouth was oily for a week, while Nangong Zi ate the meal An Kexia made in the afternoon.