Imperial CEO Sweet Sweet Love

Haicheng, that is the site of the Long Family.

After more than an hour, Long Tingchen finally returned to Haicheng. He went to the hospital first and waited to return from the hospital to his private villa, Fuyuan. It was already 12 o'clock in the evening.

Regarding the matter tonight, when he got out of the car, he warned again that he was not allowed to speak out.

Mo Da understands the temperament of Fourth Master Long. Fourth Master is not only indifferent, but also cherishes his own face and is somewhat arrogant.

After getting out of the car, Long Tingchen strode towards the main hall with a calm face, the door opened, and the voice of flirting between men and women came from inside.

Under the bright crystal lamp, Wen Shang turned his head when he heard the movement and saw the black coat thrown out of Long Tingchen's hand, covering his head.

"Long Tingchen, you uncle!" Wen Shang yelled, and when she tore off her clothes, the woman on the sofa slipped away in confusion.

The Fourth Master of the Long Family has an angry face, but no woman dares to seduce him, saying that he has a serious hobby for women.

"If I have impotence, you are responsible!"

Wen Shang shouted in annoyance, gritted his teeth when Long Tingchen interrupted him when he thought of his good deeds.

Back then, Wen Shang was careless and bet Long Tingchen, losing himself to him as an assistant, not only taking care of the big ones, but also taking care of the small ones.

"Don't mess around in my house." Long Tingchen said displeasedly. Looking at the disheveled gentleman, he thought of the matter about himself and the "village girl" on the road, and his mood suddenly became worse.

Wen Shang looked at Long Tingchen strangely. His requirements for women were not as high as Long Tingchen's requirements, but he was not a casual person. He usually came back with a girl, and he had never seen Long Tingchen so angry?

not……

After Long Tingchen finished speaking, he turned and walked to the second floor.

Wen Shang saw Long Tingchen come upstairs, thought of a major event, and quickly adjusted his clothes, followed him behind him.

"I don't want to mess around, your son told me to read a fairy tale for a day."

"Besides, that woman is my new girlfriend, is she pretty?" Wen Shang said with a smile.

"It's also the size of your house, with two rooms and two beds." One is Long Baobao and the other is Long Tingchen.

"Long Tingchen, I heard that you got a love potion."

"How did you solve it? With your hands?" Wen Shang asked with interest. He wanted to know how Long Tingchen, who has never been close to female sex, could be solved?

Hearing Wen Shang's words, Long Tingchen turned to look at Ma Da in the hall.

Mo Da lowered his head, this?

On their way back from Beicheng, Long Tingchen had a medicinal attack, and Wen Shang just called and asked when they would be back? He told the story.

"Si Ye, I didn't say anything about the following things." Mo Dalian hurriedly explained.

If he tells the story of Si Ye and the "village girl", he feels that his fate must be miserable.

Long Tingchen also knew that without his order, Mo Da did not dare to talk nonsense. He turned his head and looked at the gentleman who was waiting for his answer, and sneered, "Bao Bao can recite all fairy tales back and forth since he was three years old. He doesn't like it. Childish story."

"Do you know why he let you read it?"

"Why!" Wen Shang leaned forward with a smile and said again.

Long Tingchen glanced at Wen Shang, "I dislike you!"

After finishing speaking, Long Tingchen continued to move forward, Wen Shang's face suddenly collapsed. He dignifiedly surrendered as the young master of the Wen family to act as babysitters for the two Long Tingchen father and son. They even disliked themselves.

Sure enough, if there is a father, there must be a son.

"Is he asleep?"

Wen Shang was stunned, he nodded with a guilty conscience, "What time is it, I must be asleep."

Little ancestor, you must fall asleep!

After Wen Shang finished speaking, Long Tingchen went over to open the door of Long Baobao's room.

The bedroom was pushed aside, and there was a blast of music from inside, and a dog ran out of it. Wen Shang went first to see the dragon bag with the microphone on the bed jumping and jumping, and his heart was about to hit the wall.

Not to mention the mess of clothes and snacks on the bed.

"Bag!"

"Baby, my little one!"

Wen Shang went over and called Long Baobao anxiously, wishing to call Long Baobao "ancestor" at this time.

Little ancestor, your old man is back!

Long Bao Bao was throwing himself into the K song, shouting.

"Long Baobao." Wen Shang was about to cry again as he pulled at Long Baobao's clothes.

Long Baobao stared at the subtitles and said, "Uncle San, you go get a watermelon, a big ice watermelon."

"Hush!" Seeing that Long Baobao still wants to eat watermelon, a cold sweat broke out on Wen Shang's forehead.

"Uncle San, I don't want to pee, I want to eat watermelon."

"Little ancestor!" Wen Shang cried, feeling the man's eyes at the door getting colder.

"Long Baobao!" The man's cold voice came. Long Baobao thought he was experiencing auditory hallucinations. He was taken aback when he saw Long Tingchen standing outside the door and shouted, "Big Devil!"

Didn’t the big devil come here tomorrow if something was delayed?

Watching the face of the big devil become colder, Long Baobao's voice softened, and he reluctantly called, "Dad!"

"What time is it now!" Long Tingchen asked.

Long Baobao lowered his head, "It's more than twelve o'clock."

"Well, your spirit is very good." Long Tingchen said in a deep voice, listening to his tone, Long Baobao knew that the devil was angry.

It's over!

"Old fourth, Bao Bao is going to be a singer recently, and he's practicing there." Wenshang couldn't bear to be trained, and the poor little boy smiled to justify Long Baobao.

The young Long Baobao is a rookie little actor.

"A circle!"

Hearing the words of Long Tingchen faintly, Long Baobao's small face pulled down, feeling aggrieved.

This perverted demon asked him to run a lap in the playground in the middle of the night.

People’s garden is planting flowers and trees, and their dragon’s family is an 800-meter playground and training ground.

"Dad!" Long Baobao blinked hard, tears falling.

Long Tingchen ignored the pitiful bag and said, "I will give you three minutes to prepare."

Long Baobao narrowed his mouth, he wanted to cry, he really wanted to cry.

Wen Shang on the side saw the little baby's tears coming out, and said distressedly, "Baobao, go down and run, or your dad will add a circle."

Long Baobao turned his head and stared at Wen Shang, he took a breath, and withdrew the teardrops that were about to come out.

"Dad, it was Uncle Xiaosan who said Xiong Er was cold outside and put it in the bedroom."

Xiong Er is a bichon frise that was raised by a dragon.

"Uncle Xiaosan said that potato chips and snacks are good for body growth, and he brought them to me to eat." Seeing that the fire is not strong enough, Long Baobao added another handful.