Tang Xiaorui raised his eyes and looked at Daddy's sad face with bright big eyes. For the first time, he leaned into Daddy's arms a little obediently. Then, he sighed in a faint tone: "Dadly, you have a lot of imagination and are still playing time travel. If you think too much, hurry up and go to bed."

Ji Xiaohan was stunned and suddenly felt that he was really ridiculous. He actually said such childish words like a child.

The next morning, Tang Youyou was woken up by the alarm clock on time. She reached out to turn off the alarm clock, looked at her daughter who was still sleeping soundly, and got out of bed with slight hands.

While washing in the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror, and suddenly recalled the feeling of being forced to kiss by Ji Xiaohan last night.

Her brushing movements became heavier. It was so disgusting that the bastard actually kissed her.

After Tang Youyou packed herself up, she dragged Tang Xiaonai, who was half asleep and half awake, downstairs.

Downstairs, Tang Xiaorui and his dad were already sitting upright in front of the dining table. Tang Xiaorui was wearing a small suit of a noble young master today, with short black hair, all of which were taken care of by Ji Xiaohan. At this moment, they were all big and small, and their clothes were exactly the same as their hairstyle, which was like the head to toe.

At this moment, even the sitting posture is the same sharp and domineering.

Tang Youyou was stunned when she saw this scene.

Her beautiful eyes widened and then widened, and when she was sure that she was her son Tang Xiaorui, she frowned.

What kind of aesthetics does this man feel? How did he turn her son's cute appearance into a sharp and unpleasant feeling like him?

No, she refused to agree. She must comb her son’s little Liuhai down, so that she can be in line with his innocence and loveliness of three years and ten months.

"Mommy, I want to sleep for a while. Please, let me go upstairs to sleep for a while. I promise, I will sleep for a while..." Tang Xiaonai was a little lazy, begging Tang Youyou with a little petite a little.

"Xiao Nai, no, you see that my brother has gotten up. You must go to school with him and be obedient." Tang Youyou had to seriously refuse his daughter's plea. This lazy nature must be corrected.

Ji Xiaohan swept his deep eyes to them, and when he saw his daughter's lazy look, he felt very happy.

Her tall body quickly left the dining table and walked to her daughter and squatted down: "Xiao Nai, what's wrong? She looked like she didn't wake up. Didn't she sleep with her dad last night? Didn't you sleep well?"

Tang Youyou: "..."

Does this man still have some shame? His daughter is born to love sleeping, so what does it have to do with him? He really takes himself seriously.

"Dad, I want to sleep for a while, Mommy won't let it..." As soon as the little guy saw her father who loved her, his eyes were immediately red with grievance.

"Come on, Daddy, will you be happy to have breakfast with you?" Of course, Ji Xiaohan couldn't let her go back to bed and sleep, but he could hold the little guy in his arms and make her lazy for a while.

"Dad is so good, Xiaona loves you so much!" The little guy was immediately happy to fly into the sky. He opened his short hand and was about to rush into Daddy's arms.

However, he was halfway through and was pulled back by Tang Youyou: "Can you just rely on your daughter for everything? This will encourage her to be arrogant. It will become a habit in the future, and it will be even more troublesome to discipline it."

"What's wrong with me hugging my daughter? My daughter is still so young, you can't ask her to strictly abide by various rules like an adult." Ji Xiaohan felt that Tang Youyou was disciplined too harshly, and he felt sorry for his daughter.

But Tang Youyou felt that Ji Xiaohan would spoil his daughter sooner or later, he would spoil her daughter.

The two of them have their own opinions and do not give in.

Tang Xiaorui shook his short legs and walked over slowly to persuade him to fight: "Dad, mommy, if you don't eat breakfast, the breakfast will be cold."

Then, Tang Xiaorui grabbed Tang Xiaonai's little hand: "Come here, brother, eat with you, don't make mommy angry, do you know?"

Tang Xiaonai actually listened to her brother since she was a child. Although her brother always likes to bully her, most of the time, she is still happy to be coaxed by her brother.

"It's my brother who treats me the best, hehehe!" Tang Xiaonai immediately smiled like a little fool and followed his brother to the dining table.

Ji Xiaohan suddenly felt an arrow hurting his heart when he heard what his daughter said. This little thing just said that daddy is the best, but now when he turns around, he becomes the best brother. Alas, the little lover is so fickle, what can I do in the future?

Tang Youyou rushed to the company and was too lazy to argue with this man anymore. She sat at the dining table and started having breakfast.

While eating, she secretly glanced at her son's new hairstyle with her eyes. The more she looked at her, the more she looked like Ji Xiaohan, and this feeling was really annoying.

So she reached out and tugged around her son's combed her stylish little head. In an instant, her son's young master's hairstyle was destroyed.

"Look, my son is so handsome. I'd better tidy up his bangs, it's the most handsome!" Tang Youyou met his son's strange expression and immediately squeezed his little face with a smile.

"Mommy, why are you messing up my hairstyle? I finally learned to comb my hair up by dad." Tang Xiaorui looked very unhappy.

Ji Xiaohan also felt that this woman was acting strangely. When he heard his son's protest, his eyes froze slightly.

Tang Youyou curled her lips: "Who told you to imitate your dad? Do you know if you combed your hair to look old? You are so old-fashioned at a young age. Don't mention my son when you go out."

"Mommy, you didn't let us mention it..." Tang Xiaorui felt even more aggrieved.

And someone sitting on the table opposite suddenly had a very difficult look on his face.

My son learned to comb his hair exactly the same, but was scolded by this woman. Did he scold him in a corner?

Is he old?

Ji Xiaohan wondered for the first time if he was really a little older, but is a man considered old at the age of twenty-seven?

Didn’t I say that I was still a flower at 40? This woman has serious problems with her aesthetic sense.

Tang Youyou choked for a moment after her son's words, but soon, she said with a serious look on her face: "Mommy is still not used to you changing your hairstyle, so children should look like children."

Ji Xiaohan immediately interrupted: "Tang Youyou, you have a lot of care. You have to care about what kind of hairstyle your son likes, or you are targeting me at all and don't like my hairstyle."

Tang Youyou was stunned. This man's IQ was still online. Yes, she just despised his hairstyle.

"Since you think so, that's what I mean." Tang Youyou was even lazy to be perfunctory.

"You..." Ji Xiaohan was completely angry, and no one dared to comment on his appearance. This is not the first time this woman has been.
Chapter completed!