The superstar little boyfriend of the evil president

Chapter 55 Crazy Dad and Little Tricky

Charlotin finally understood what Xiao Zhou said to him a week ago. At this time, he was going crazy. The family was messed up by the damn child, and it made him feel so irritable, this damn child. Although it is not as described by Xiao Zhou, it is not bad. It should be said that the ability to make trouble is first-class, the ability to affect people's emotions is first-class, and the ability to make people collapse is even first-class, which is simply unparalleled.

No wonder Xiao Zhou didn't hesitate to think about it and refused to take care of this damn child.

"Xiaomo, can you stop your hand from turning things around at this time?" Xia Luolin walked out of the room, walked to Zhang Xiaomo, who continued to dismantle a toy, squatted beside him, and asked pleasantly.

"Well, okay, Xiaomo knows that Xiaomo will not disturb Uncle Luo Lin." Xiaomo stopped his hand to remove the toy and nodded obediently.

"What a good boy," Xia Luolin touched his little head, which was still quite good. He thought so in his heart. He returned to his study happily and continued to do his own things.

It's just that this quiet state didn't last long. Probably as soon as Xia Luolin returned to his study, he was next to the chair. As soon as he was emotionally stable, he was almost broken by the noise brought by the music of the toy car. It seems that he thought too much, which can't be described as obedient.

"Little... Mo, can you sit quietly and watch the happy sheep and the gray wolf? Xia Luolin walked into Zhang Xiaomo again, with a smile on his face. Although he was smiling, he could actually say that he was smiling. His tone was not so gentle, but with a little forbearance. He was about to go crazy and was about to get angry. He really wants to remove the battery from the toy car, but it doesn't seem to be able to retrieve it, because... This toy car is recharged, and he has a feeling of crying without tears.

"Uncle Luo Lin, can't Xiaomo play with toys?" Xiaomo looked up at Xia Luolin, who was much taller than him, with an innocent face. He thought he was not wrong. He was just playing with a toy car. Thinking of this, his big round eyes became a little red, and it seemed that tears were about to burst out.

"Ximo, good boy, it's not that Uncle Luo Lin doesn't let Xiaomo play with the toy car, but the sound of Xiaomo's toy car, which affects Uncle Luo Lin's work, you know?" It seems that you can't be hard to make children obedient to your own wishes, but sometimes you have to be hard. The best solution is to apply both soft and hard. This is the experience summed up by Xia Luolin and Xiaomo this week.

"Uncle Luo Lin, Xiaomo... Xiaomo knows that Xiaomo will obediently look at Xiyangyang. Don't be a Xiaomo... One person... Send it home," Xiaomo hugged Xia Luolin, his nose twitched and said the whole sentence intermittently.

It turned out to be a child who was afraid of loneliness, so he did something strange to attract the attention of adults? As far as he knows, because Mingxiu and his wife are often not at home, Xiaomo is often at home alone, which is quite similar to his childhood. What a poor child. Xia Luolin couldn't help but feel sympathy, patted Xiaomo on the back and comforting him, "As long as Xiaomo is obedient, as long as he does not disturb Uncle Luo Lin and Uncle Luo Lin Uncle will not send Xiaomo home alone and let Xiaomo continue to play with Uncle Luolin. His eyes are full of kindness.

"Well, Xiaomo knows that Xiaomo will definitely not disturb Uncle Luo Lin's work," Xiaomo said with a firm expression on her face, her two small hands tightly clenched into fists, and said to Xia Luolin very seriously.

Xia Luolin looked at Xiaomo with a smile. Is he actually a good child? He showed a teachable expression.

"Yan, I heard that your family is very lively," Lin Yuwen handed the document to Mu Yingyan with an envious expression. In the past two days, because Chenchen had to go to various cities to promote the revenge of the film, he was left alone. Compared with the Yan family, it can be said that he is lonely.

"What? Do you want to join?" Mu Yingyan took over the document handed over by Lin Yuwen and looked clear.

It's actually quite lively. Since there is one more child at home, Filipino maids have come here a lot. From once a week before, it can be said that they will come once a day now. The reason is that if they come once a week, his family will probably become a garbage dump. Toys are everywhere, snacks It is also scattered everywhere, and there is confetti everywhere.

Naughty is a child's nature, but Xiaolin's agent's son is not very naughty. He just likes to dismantle some things and assemble the dismantled toys or other things together, and he also likes to flip through some things. Moreover, maybe Xiaomo is a technical house when he grows up and doesn't go out with other friends. Youwan, stay at home every day, and the things that can be dismantled at home are almost dismantled.

It just seems that with the addition of this child, their original home is more like a home. In fact, he likes this feeling very much. It would be nice if it could continue, because Xiaomo is there, and Xiaolin will not be so boring at home.

"How about Yan still know me and let me live for a week," Lin Yuwen smiled charmingly. As long as he stayed for a week, Chenchen would not be so busy, and he would no longer have to be so lonely.

"Okay, maybe you will be more lively with you," Mu Yingyan is looking forward to his future life. At this time, what kind of expression does Xiaolin look like facing Xiaomo at home? It should be an expression that is about to go crazy, right? Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, which made Xiaomi, the secretary who had just come in, dull in an instant.

Lin Yuwen shook his head helplessly. It is estimated that Xiaomi's heart was floating in the sky at this time, and he must have forgotten what to do, and a party still did not know it. All he could say was that with a smile of the evil, who would compete with him.

"Zhang... Small... Mo," Xia Luolin slapped the desk, stared at the wall and gritted his teeth. At this time, he wanted to die for the following reasons.

"Hahaha... Hahaha... Hahaha," Xiaomo obediently and attentively watched the happy and gray wolf broadcast on the TV, but from time to time he patted the sofa and made an exaggerated laugh every 10 seconds.

He must have deliberately, deliberately, this damn child, Xia Luolin decided to take back the sentence that Xiaomo is a good child. At this time, he walked out of the study angrily, angrily picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and turned off the TV angrily. This series of actions were completed in one go.