Addiction to flash marriage: Mr. Li, don’t be too flirtatious!

"The doctor said... the fish bone was stuck very deep. I finally had an operation to remove it, but my throat was injured, Mommy."

The little guy pursed his lips and said patiently.

"Oh my God." Wen Ning was heartbroken. He raised his head and saw the handsome and mature man next to him. His hair was still wet, and his strong muscles under his shirt gave off the smell of bathing. Wen Ning was stunned for a moment and looked at him. He looks cool and handsome, but his son is sparse.

She was immediately dissatisfied, "Mr. Li, what has become of Jiujiu, are you still in the mood to take care of yourself? Are you in a hurry to go on a date with Li Xiangwan? You are so gorgeous! You look like a scumbag with no fatherly love."

"..."

Li Beichen's face darkened fiercely, and he was bleeding internally from the beating.

This woman doesn't know how to appreciate her own beauty, but she still wants to ridicule him? What species?

"That's right, Mommy, some people really have no limits when it comes to competing for favor." Jiujiu pouted and struck hard.

The eyes of father and son collided, looking scorched on the outside but tender on the inside: I want you to dress up more handsomely than me.

Although Wen Ning didn't quite understand, he still touched his son's head and affirmed, "That's right, no one is as handsome as me."

"Isn't he so handsome because he has me as his father?"

"Without me, could you have been born with this gene?"

"..."

Wen Ning seriously doubted that the man was driving implicitly.

Xingyuan eyes stared at the man. She stepped forward to pick up her son and asked worriedly, "Is Jiujiu really that serious? He has already undergone surgery?"

"Yes." At this point, Li Beichen quickly admitted his son's lie.

Although father and son mocked and compared each other, they were obviously on the same front.

Wen Ning complained heartbrokenly, "Men are still a bit careless. Can't you let Winter Mother pick fish bones for her children next time?"

"Mommy, you are wrong about Daddy. He is very careful in taking care of me.

I was having dinner at home today, and Li Xiangwan didn't find fault with me. "At the critical moment, the little guy can still carry things clearly and gain points for daddy.

It turned out to be the case.

Wen Ning lowered his eyes and said coolly and pointedly, "If there is one, there are two. Whether it is intentional or not, Jiujiu, you should stay away from Miss Li next time."

Just like before, Li Beichen would have immediately frowned and rebuked.

This time, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

The man coughed coldly and looked at the woman condescendingly, "Jiujiu's throat is a little swollen. He hasn't eaten enough yet. He needs some porridge and side dishes. Can you make it?"

"Nonsense." Wen Ning raised his neck politely.

"Jiujiu, mommy will take you to buy groceries now. You are still growing, so you must eat enough."

With that said, he took his son and walked out.

The man, with his long legs and sharp legs, kept up with the mother and son, and the corners of his mouth curled up inadvertently.

At the entrance of the hospital, Wen Ning looked a little annoyed at the man who shamelessly got into his car, "What are you doing here? You can go back."

"Do you think I will leave my son to you alone?" Li Beichen tilted his head and raised his eyes. The man's handsome face was incomparable in the sunlight.

But that doesn't hide his bastard nature.

"Given our divorced relationship, my ex-husband, I have a reasonable right to visit my son, and you don't need to be there!"

"What if you abduct him so much that he no longer loves me as his father? I have to monitor you."

Speechless. Wen Ning was so angry that he wanted to kick him to the edge of the sky.

Her son was still hungry and she had no time to chat with him. The woman angrily got into the driver's seat and held the steering wheel tightly with her little hands, squeezing again and again.

Li Beichen turned to look out the window. The man's cold edges and lines softened unconsciously.

It was so fast that he didn't even notice it.

The three of them came to the supermarket. Li Jiujiu sat on the shopping cart pushed by his mother, and his little head began to look left and right.

Wen Ning glanced at his son, thought of something, lowered his head and asked secretly, "Have you contacted Mo Bao?"

Xiao Jiujiu blinked slyly.

Thinking of the 'car accident scene' in the apartment that night, Wen Ning's heart felt bad and he glared at his son resentfully.

She also paid attention and turned her head to look, fearing that Mo Bao would suddenly appear.

"What are you thinking about, not choosing the dishes carefully?" the cold and deep voice of the man complained from the side.

Wen Ning couldn't help but glance at him, thinking how trouble-making your two sons are.

She gathered her thoughts, walked to the vegetable and meat section, and selected carefully.

The woman wore a professional suit as usual today, and she looked like a female CEO.

The earring-hemmed silk shirt and the high-waisted hip-hugging skirt make her slim waist slim enough to hold, and her curves sway unconsciously as she walks.

A pair of slender, straight long legs were exposed from under the skirt, wearing stiletto heels, and her skin was as white as jade.

It was obviously a very intellectual dress, but it had a pleasant and pure smell on her body. Li Beichen noticed that she was wearing black thin socks today.

Damn it, I didn’t know that hip-hugging skirts and black socks were things that challenged men’s limits.

Seeing men glance over at him from time to time, Li Beichen wanted to take off his suit jacket and wrap it around her.

The man's cold and sinister gaze glared back at those eyes.

When Wen Ning lowered her head to pick up a dish, she was confused to find that it was so quiet around her. When she looked around, there was no one of the opposite sex left.

She glanced at the man speechlessly, and was struck by his powerful aura.

"Mommy, I want to eat canned peaches." Jiujiu said, pointing to the shelf with her little finger.

Wen Ning nodded, walked over to get it, and found the cans on the top shelf.

She was wearing high heels and still couldn't reach them.

"No, canned peaches are too sweet." The man frowned and said, just like a stern father.

Since Wen Ning had never raised Jiujiu before, he was a little doting on her, "It won't be so sweet that it will cause tooth decay after eating it once."

"A loving mother often loses her son." Li Beichen pursed his lips in a principled manner.

"..." Jiujiu was speechless. Please, is the focus now on canned peaches?

It's the top shelf, old thing!

He was almost crazy with anxiety, and pulled his daddy's sleeves while vomiting blood.

Li Beichen lowered his head in displeasure, "Don't bargain with daddy..."

Jiujiu rolled her eyes fiercely, grinding her teeth every word, "Mommy can't reach the top shelf, understand?? I worked so hard to create opportunities for you, but you can really destroy them with your strength."

That look was nothing short of disgusting.

"..."

After living for more than thirty years and still being disciplined by his son, Li Beichen was also severely twitched.

Don't say it sooner.

The man narrowed his deep eyes and stared at the way the little woman stepped on her feet and reached for the can with her jade-white fingers, but couldn't get it.

cough.

The man's big hand slightly touched his thin lips, and the next moment, his tall and proud body leaned over.

Wen Ning only felt a source of heat behind him and a shadow covering his head.

The can she was about to pick up immediately fell into the man's hand. The palm was rough and the bones were long, which reflected beautifully on the glass can.

She was stunned by how beautiful the finger looked.

"Is it this bottle?" Li Beichen's magnetic voice fell on her ear, brushing her hair slightly and making her earlobes itch.

The woman in his arms seemed to have a red earlobe and immediately avoided him.

"No."

Thick black and narrow eyes fell on her tight lips. Li Beichen took a deep breath and asked, "Which bottle is that?"