Vicious Male Raising Cubs Online

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        Time is like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like shuttles.

　　A blink of an eye.

　　It was the day when the middle class of the Kindergarten Affiliated to the No. 1 Middle School in J City started.

　　The three-and-a-half-year-old Tan Jiji was wearing a delicate little navy suit and a beautiful little bow tie on her neckline.

　　Sitting obediently on the child seat in the back seat of the Lincoln car, wrinkling his little nose very seriously for a while, he turned around and looked up at He Mingyu: "Rake, Papa, can't you really send the cubs to school this morning? He Mingyu put down the

　　overseas stock exchange board on the tablet and touched his son's head: "Tan Mo, little dad is tired and still sleeping. Let's pick you up from school tonight, okay?"

　　Tan Jiji was a little aggrieved, He lowered his head and pursed his lips softly: "It's all because Papa slept too late last night..."

　　He Mingyu thought about it for a while, and helped Tan Qing buy two new stocks. The brat murmured to himself and asked subconsciously, "What's the matter, son? Don't whisper to a man." Tanjiji, who

　　was already getting up and running in the morning with He Mingyu every day, was so angry Drum small cheeks.

　　Then he glanced at Lin Yu, who was driving in the driver's seat, and said loudly: "Zaizai said! It's all because Rake made Papa sleep too late last night! Papa couldn't get up and couldn't get out of bed. Send Jiji!"

　　He Mingyu: "..."

　　Lin Yu: "..."

　　Lin Yu's hand trembled slightly as he leaned on the steering wheel and waited for the red light.

　　And I feel like I have encountered Waterloo for the first time since I started working as a special assistant.

　　Maybe even the kind that slides directly into the deep ditch and is covered with soil this time.

　　Before waiting for the two adults who were stunned by a word to respond.

　　The little boy Tanjiji seemed to have found the courage given by Tan Qing, his mouth opened and closed, and he said to He Mingyu, "Last night, it was four o'clock, and I heard Papa accidentally dropped the water glass in the living room... "..."

　　"Okay, it's time to go to school."

　　He Mingyu snapped his tablet and interrupted the little brat.

　　Lin Yu could clearly hear the boss taking a deep breath.

　　Then I felt like I was getting cold.

　　Fortunately, the little brat who grew up under the brilliance of socialism and core values ​​is still simple and easy to fool, and he was successfully led away by a word from his father.

　　So Tan Jiji, who was secretly shifted his focus, stretched out his hand and grabbed the little bow tie himself. He lay on the window and thought deeply for a while, then turned around in distress and pulled He Mingyu's big hand: "Rake.

　　He Mingyu was expressionless: "Huh?" Tan

　　Jiji's tender face was full of sorrow: "Are the children in the middle class as stupid as the junior class?"

　　He Mingyu: "..." He

　　has left his childhood . It is indeed difficult for Boss He, who has been around for a long time, to answer this question.