The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Later, Jiang Momo slapped Su Ge, and it was this slap that made Su Linyan a lot more honest.

Lying on the bed in Jiang Momo's boudoir, Su Linyan couldn't fall asleep for a long time, Jiang Momo leaned against the bed, lowered her head and supervised, "Close your eyes."

Su Linyan always wanted to touch Jiang Momo twice, but in the end his hands were hit. "Sleep your sleep, close your eyes!"

Su Linyan closed his eyes, taking a rare nap.

Because she was sleeping at the old man's house, Su Linyan didn't have any clothes here, so she had to sleep as a matter of course, but Miss Jiang couldn't refuse this time.

There was Su Linyan's undressed clothes on the bed. Jiang Momo simply put them away and put them on the single sofa at the end of the bed. She sat by the bed and watched Su Linyan fall asleep before quietly going out to call her mother. Phone, "Hello, Mom, has my Brother Su been home these days?"

"You're not at home, is your brother willing to come back? If he didn't take a bath and change clothes, he could not be at home for a year."

"Then, he's at work at night?" Jiang Momo pointed at her bedroom door in shock, her voice raised slightly, as if her mother was right in front of her.

Madam Su frowned, "He didn't look for you?"

"I was looking for me, but... I didn't keep him." Jiang Momo said, her voice gradually weakened. "Is he sick?" Jiang Momo didn't know who to be angry with. She scolded Brother Su and hung up the phone angrily.

Back in the bedroom, Su Linyan was already asleep, Jiang Momo went to the bed, and wanted to punch Su Ge in the stomach, "Su Ge, you are a little green tea with white lotus flowers, imitating the routine of a sad female pig's feet, Come to trick me. Deliberately boil your body, and then make me feel bad, bah, stinky man."

Su Linyan moved slightly, but Jiang Momo immediately stopped talking, feeling distressed and angry again.

Also angry at myself for not living up to expectations.

At noon, the servant prepared the meal and went to call the master's family to eat. In the end, there were only Wei Aihua and his wife in the living room.

"Where are the others?" Wei Aihua asked.

The servant replied, "Are you all asleep?"

The servant replied rigorously: "Miss is not asleep, but uncle is asleep, so Miss will not disturb you."

"Then let Momo come down to eat."

"The eldest lady said that she will eat together when my uncle wakes up."

Wei Aihua still wanted to ask, but Jiang Chenfeng patted the back of his wife's hand, "Okay, Aihua, let's eat, if they wake up and eat again, they probably won't be able to wake up."

Wei Aihua: "Then call Ning'er and Xiaosu back, otherwise so much food will be wasted by just the two of us."

When Jiangsu learned that his mother was afraid of wasting food, he thought of calling him home to eat. He said with backbone: "Don't eat!"

After finishing speaking, the phone hung up, "Little fat girl, let's go to the restaurant."

When it came to eating, Ning'er finally stopped playing in the water and went out with Jiangsu excitedly.

Gu Nuannuan was hugged by her husband and slept until around three o'clock in the afternoon.

In the messy bedroom, the sunlight outside the window shines on Gu Nuannuan's delicate white skin, the smooth and tender skin is dotted with sporadic red marks, the girls' gauze skirts scattered on the floor, and the man's shirt...all of them prove what happened just now everything.

The man's broad arms are used to being pillowed, and when he sleeps, he likes to hug his soft little wife, even if she doesn't want to.

But, "Xiao Nuan, you've already provoked me once today."

So, a certain Nuan rolled automatically and rolled into her husband's arms.

She is also very unpromising.

I don’t know if it’s been half an hour since I fell asleep, when there was a hasty knock on the door, followed by Mr. Jiang’s anxiety, “Hurry up, hurry up, there’s a lot of trouble, someone’s child will be taken care of, I’m too noisy.”

Then, the little guy cried loudly and passed through the door.

Jiang Chenyu opened the door, took Xiao Rounuo away with one hand, and then closed the door mercilessly.

Elder Jiang: "..."

The little guy fell into his father's arms, and the tears on his little face were wiped away.

Gu Nuannuan has already been woken up, "Son, don't cry, if you continue to cry, your tears will flood the golden mountains."

The little guy fell into Gu Nuannuan's arms, and opened his mouth directly, waiting for his mother to feed him.

Mom didn't feed and continued to cry.

Hey, I blocked my mouth, and the small mouth sucked vigorously.

"Husband, I think I will be tortured by you father and son for another week, and I will lose ten catties, believe it or not?"

Jiang Chenyu looked at his wife's figure and gradually fell into deep thought.

In the afternoon, the little guy had just finished drinking and hadn't played with Ma Ma when he was taken out by his cruel father to give it away.

Jiang Chenfeng and Wei Aihua were very fond of the little guy who took the initiative to hand it into their hands.

After a while, Su Linyan went down alone.

"Where's Momo?" Wei Aihua asked.

Su Linyan smiled and said, "I haven't woken up yet."

Miss Jiang was thinking about life on the sofa, and she didn't know which link to think about, Hun'er was dragged away by Zhou Gong to play chess.

When Su Linyan woke up, she realized that she was curled up on the sofa to sleep, so she had no choice but to hug her on the bed.Su Linyan, who was already awake, couldn't help lying down beside her to rest for a while.

The servant went to prepare lunch, and the little guy fell into the arms of his uncle again. "Oh no."

Su Linyan squeezed the little guy's chin, "Want to talk to uncle?"

"Oh oh~"

Wei Aihua said aside: "Rin Yan will be a father in the future, he will definitely be a good father."

Su Lin said with a subtle smile, "I don't even know when I will be a father." Xiao Mo's treatment of him now made him feel uncertain.

"The child will come as soon as it is due. You and Xiaomo are still young. After a few years of living together, you will be pregnant and have a child." Wei Aihua said.

Su Linyan stuffed his index finger into the little guy's palm, letting the little guy's warm little hand grab his finger, "Tiger, do you think little Mo loves uncle?"

"Ooh~"

"You don't know either?"

……

At six o'clock, Jiang Momo, with branched hair, greeted Gu Nuannuan, who had just woken up.

The two yawned at the same time and went downstairs. Seeing that everyone in the living room was due, Ning'er and Jiangsu also came back. Ning'er ate a lot of the little cherries they bought on the way.

The little guy has cried for countless times, and now he is sitting obediently on the sofa next to his father. It is useless for anyone to hug him. He sits alone for a while, then is hugged by his father for a while, and then continues to train "sit".

Just now because the little guy was crying, Mr. Jiang and his second son quarreled again.

Gu Nuannuan went downstairs, when the mother subconsciously picked up her son, only when Gu Nuannuan hugged the child, Jiang Chenyu's rules automatically expired.

The little guy fell into Ma Ma's arms and curled his mouth, that was a grievance.

Jiang Momo used to always find a seat next to Su Linyan. When Su Linyan was sitting next to Jiangsu, Jiangsu didn't wait to be dragged, and tactfully gave up his seat.

Then, Miss Jiang sat next to Su Linyan.

"Are you free tomorrow? I know an old man who owns a cherry orchard at home. Now that the cherries are ripe, let's take Tiger and Ning'er to the cherry orchard to pick some cherries." Su Linyan saw that Ning'er loves to eat cherries , so it is proposed.

Mr. Jiang looked at the wronged little grandson in his daughter-in-law's arms, and said, "Ning'er is the main stock, and the tiger is still young, so he won't eat it if he goes."

Gu Nuannuan: "Dad, why don't you know how to turn? Where did you go to the cherry orchard to let the tiger and Ning'er eat cherries? A certain lady is going to work next week. The point is to take her to play Well. We are the foil!"

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