Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying blinked, did this man sleep without taking off his makeup, otherwise, how could he be so handsome when he woke up?
She saw her current appearance in the man's pupils. She couldn't say that she was sloppy, but her image at the moment was quite in line with the appearance when she just woke up, forming a strong contrast with his radiant appearance.

Suddenly, she remembered the reason why she was so haggard. It was all because of him. She said to stop last night, but he still
Yang Zhuoying snorted coldly, turned her head, and stopped looking at him.

Looking at the woman who was carrying him behind his back, He Junlin raised his eyebrows, the woman lost his temper with him.

"Did I ever tell you that you look very attractive when you're angry?" He leaned close to her ear and smiled wickedly.

Yang Zhuoying didn't meet him, she made up her mind to give him some color and let him know that she is not easy to mess with.

"It seems that you are quite energetic, so shall we continue with the second half?" He Junlin said threateningly.

Hearing this, Yang Zhuoying turned her head and stared at him with resentful little eyes, expressing her unwillingness to cooperate.

"Are you kidding me, do you still have to go to the studio today, or rest at home?" He Junlin lowered his head and kissed her swollen cheek, sat up, and was about to get up, seeing that she hadn't slept enough yet. She looked pitiful, and wanted her to sleep a little longer.

Before Yang Zhuoying could answer, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Daddy, Mommy, get up and have breakfast soon." The little guy's hearty voice sounded.

Yang Zhuoying and He Junlin looked at each other and smiled, her son was already up, why would she stay in bed, get up.

He Junlin lifted the quilt, picked up the clothes that were thrown at the end of the bed last night, put them on, and went to open the door.

"Daddy." Upon seeing him, the little guy immediately threw himself into his arms with a smile, and gave him a hard poke on the face.

"Morning, baby." He Junlin picked up his son, and kissed his red apple-like cheek vigorously, "Have you washed your face and brushed your teeth?"

"Not yet." The little guy pointed his fingers, then looked up at Yang Zhuoying who was still on the bed, wanting to go over and kiss her.

"Mommy needs to change clothes, I'll take you to wash your face and brush your teeth first." He Junlin carried the little guy out of the room so that Yang Zhuoying could concentrate on washing.

Yang Zhuoying also took the time to change her clothes and wash up.

Just as she washed up, picked out a few sets of clothes, and was about to change, her phone rang.

Thinking it was Zhou Zhiqiao calling, she didn't bother to change her clothes, walked to the sofa, picked up the bag thrown on it, and took out her mobile phone to see that it wasn't Zhou Zhiqiao calling, but Old Madam Yang.

Calling so early, could it be that father has something to do?Yang Zhuoying connected the phone with a swipe of her finger.

"Zhuoying, didn't I wake you up?"

"No, I'm already up. What's the matter?" From the tone of Mrs. Yang, it didn't seem like something was wrong. Yang Zhuoying walked back to the bed, answered, and picked up a suit of clothes and walked to the full-length mirror.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you, what time will you come over later to pick up Shi Yong for the auction?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhuoying remembered this.

Yesterday, she was tortured by the old lady, so she had to agree to take Li Shiyong to the auction, so that the other party would have a chance to meet those rich second generations. So many things happened last night, if the old lady didn't call, she would have completely forgotten about it .

"About seven o'clock."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Zhuoying casually changed into a suit of clothes and went downstairs to find He Junlin.

Yang Zhuoying didn't have the invitation letter for the auction, so she had to ask He Junlin to get it for her.

After hearing her words, He Junlin readily agreed, and prepared the invitation letter for her before this afternoon.

"Mum, is the auction fun? Can I go too?"

The little guy who was eating breakfast at the side heard them mention the auction and asked very interestedly.

"Next time Mommy and Daddy will take you there again. This time Mommy will take my cousin and aunt."

Originally, Yang Zhuoying had no objection when her son wanted to go to the auction to see him, but taking Li Shiyong tonight was another task, and it was not convenient to take children there.

"Okay." The little guy nodded indifferently, and after drinking the milk, he picked up his phone and started playing.

"Yang Huanyi." Seeing the little guy playing with his phone, He Junlin looked at him seriously.

The little guy who was called by his full name immediately put down his phone and blinked his big black crystal-like eyes flatteringly, "I didn't play with my phone, I was just chatting with my classmates in the group."

Yang Zhuoying glanced sideways at the phone, and sure enough, she saw the chat history of the little guy in the group displayed on the screen. Remembering that it was reported in the news before that teachers are not allowed to post homework on WeChat, she asked casually.

"Now, is there a lot of homework in school?"

The little guy hugged his chest and sighed old-fashionedly, "That's too much. After the start of this semester, the homework is doubled. I really miss when I was abroad, I didn't have so much homework."

Yang Zhuoying was a little ashamed. Since her son was promoted, she was either not in the country or busy with work, so she rarely checked his son's homework. She hurriedly said that after breakfast, she had to check the homework.

I really don't know if I don't check it. Now the children's homework is so profound that even Yang Zhuoying, a college student, almost kneels.

It's not that she doesn't know how to answer the questions, but that some of the content is really inexplicable to her. Children really don't know what use it is, it just adds to the burden.

In front of her son, Yang Zhuoying didn't say anything, and when her son was gone, she complained in front of He Junlin, the current education in China is hard to describe.

On this point, He Junlin agreed with her.

"Actually, the school my baby attends is not bad, and other ordinary schools are even more difficult to describe."

Originally, when the descendants of the He family reach a certain age, they will be sent abroad to study abroad and receive elite education, but the little guy is too young now, and they are reluctant to send him away. They want to keep him by their side for a few more years. The kid grows up very fast, He didn't want to miss his son's growth period.

Just thinking about it now, for the sake of my son's future, it's time to put the elite education plan on the agenda.

"No, I don't approve of sending the current baby to study abroad, he is too young, I can't bear him." Yang Zhuoying shook her head and refused.

"I'm also reluctant, and I don't want to send him abroad now. What I mean is, find someone to give him extra lessons at home. He will start his vacation next month, so let's start then." He Junlin explained.

"Okay." Yang Zhuoying agreed after thinking about it.

After discussing the children's education, they also arrived at He's. He Junlin got out of the car first, and then asked Lan Tian to send Yang Zhuoying to Zhou Zhiqiao's studio.

After arriving at the studio, Yang Zhuoying immediately put herself into today's work, and when she got off work, Li Shiyong called.

"Cousin, what time do you get off work? Grandma said to wait for you to have dinner together." Li Shiyong said in a sweet voice.

"Don't wait for me to eat, I'll go home and eat, and then I'll pick you up." Yang Zhuoying said honestly without even thinking about it. The last time I had a meal with their mother-in-law and grandson, she was forced to agree to thread the needle for Li Shiyong. Who knew that this time they What do you want her to do again.