The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss

    Both sons let go, and the worried old mother, Ms. Bai, happily held a family dinner to celebrate and invited a bunch of people.

    Even though he knew he was going back to the old house, Yu Huaizhi did not let Jiu Ci get up early.

    Instead, get up by yourself and make breakfast slowly, prepare everything before going upstairs to get people up.

    Looking at the little head huddled in the quilt, Yu Huaizhi's eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water, and he slowly approached and gently lifted the quilt, revealing the little girl's sleeping flushed face.

    And a faint red mark on the neck.

    Yu Huai's eyes were dark, his fingertips lightly rubbed the other party's smooth face, thinking of last night, his Adam's apple could not help rolling.

    I bullied the little girl a bit too much last night.

    The light increased, and Jiu Ci frowned uncomfortably with her eyes closed.

    How could Yu Huaizhi make her shrink back again, leaned over and picked him up in his arms, patting her back lightly.

     Jiu Ci, who had nowhere to hide, clutched Yu Huaizhi's clothes irritably, arched it sticky in his arms, and hid in his arms.

    Yu Huaizhi looked down at the clingy little girl with a deep smile on the corner of her mouth, a small kiss fell on her ear, and coaxed softly, "Cibao, it's time to get up."

     Jiu Ci couldn't open her eyes, pouted and arched in his arms unhappily, muttering softly, "Sleepy."

    Sleep till noon.

    After lunch, Jiu Ci took the little radish mulberry baby to the radish field and pulled a few radishes, ready to take them to the old house to eat together.

    The four of them walked slowly to the old house with a few radishes.

    When they arrived, the Bai family had already arrived, chatting and laughing harmoniously.

    Yu Jingshen and Qin Jiaojiao also got off work early.

    The two children attracted the attention of all the elders as soon as they came, Xiaohuai took Sang Baobao and called them one by one obediently.

    Bai Yu and An Ning finally got married two years ago. Not long after giving birth, the child was only a few months old.

    Little radish lay curiously beside the baby cradle and looked at the little baby inside, the little guy was lying inside and smiled at her.

     Waving her little hands and feet very happily.

    Little radish also smiled when she saw this, reached out and grabbed his waving little hand, too soft to dare to use force.

    Sang Baobao, who was successfully ignored, looked at the smiling little radish, and then at the silly little baby, his eyes darkened.

    "Radish, I'm hungry." Sang Baobao said softly, pulling on the corner of the little radish.

    When she heard that Treasure was hungry, Radish took Sang Baobao and turned around to find something to eat.

    Sang Baobao, who kept shouting hungry, took the small cake and fed the radishes one bite at a time, but he didn't eat a single bite.

    The little radish shook his head when he ate it, and the small **** on his head shook.

    The little radish had no chance to get close to the baby cradle until the family dinner was over.

    She only felt that Sang Baobao was too clingy today, and the others did not feel anything wrong.

    Sang Baobao came out with the wet handkerchief, carefully washed the face and hands of the little radish who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover her.

    Turn around and go back to the bathroom to clean up before slowly going to bed and sleeping beside the radish.

    Before going to bed, I didn't forget to hold each other's hand and softly said good night, "Good night, radish."

    After Yu Huaizhi helped Jiuci wash the incense and put it in the bed, he remembered that there were two children at home.

     Came to the children's room and gently opened the door, and raised her eyebrows when she saw the two sleeping peacefully on the bed through a little moonlight.

     Silently closed the door, turned around and went back to the room.

    Sang Baobao woke up the next day and unexpectedly did not find the figure of radish on the bedside.

    When she came to the end of the bed and saw the little radish hanging crookedly beside the bed, Sang Baobao rubbed her eyes, stretched out her hand and tried to pull the person back.

    Holding in his arms and rubbing his head, he solemnly coaxed the sleeping man, "Don't be afraid of radishes."

    Sang Baobao sat on the bed holding the radish and waited patiently for her to wake up, looking out the window in a daze.

    Suddenly, a flash of gold flashed in his eyes, Sang Baobao looked down at the soft face in his arms, and said softly, "Will the radish always stay with me?"

    Little radish frowned, turned over lazily and answered in a dazed way, not sure if she was responding to him.

    "I will always be with the radish."

    Sang Baobao raised a bright smile, pure and sincere, with dazzling stars in her eyes.

    For Sang Baobao, radish is the warm sun in life, which is irreplaceable and cannot be lost.