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

"Why does it still hurt? Do you want to take some anti-inflammatory medicine?"

"No, no, no! I'm a man, I can handle it." Jiujiu shook his head desperately. After all, he was not sick and took medicine. Wouldn't that be stupid?

It's all because of that big bastard, Scumbag Daddy, who had to act when he was sick.

Of course, if the scumbag father himself is ruthless, even if he goes to the grave, mommy may not come to visit him.

"Mommy, let's go downstairs, I'm a little hungry." Jiujiu prevaricated.

Wen Ning could only nod, and after taking Jiujiu to wash up, he carried him downstairs.

However, after looking around the living room, Li Beichen was not there either.

Wen Ning couldn't help but complain, what, his son was in a car accident, and he was not at home so early in the morning.

Is this how he usually takes care of Jiujiu?

She had to go to the kitchen, open the refrigerator and plan to find some ingredients to make something for her child.

At this moment, Li Beichen walked in tall and heroic in sportswear. His white T-shirt was soaked with sweat, slightly revealing his chest muscles and eight-pack abs. He wore gray sports pants and professional white running shoes.

This outfit makes him look young and handsome, damn lean, and full of strength.

Especially on that handsome face, the short hair was soaked with sweat, the bridge of the nose was slightly sweaty, and the whole person was releasing hormones... sexy and cold.

Wen Ning's eyes seemed to be drawn automatically as he glanced at his gray sweatpants.

Somehow a sentence flashed through her mind: A man wearing gray sweatpants is equivalent to a woman wearing trousers...

"..." I want to die.

She glanced at the key points unconsciously, and it seemed like it was still fine...it didn't look like it was bad at all.

When Wen Ning realized what he was doing, his face felt like it had been steamed!

What the hell is wrong with her? I want to make a mess, but to be honest, for a man as good-looking as Li Beichen, any photo he takes will be a close-up of a male model.

He was still in the mood to go out for a run, probably confusing women along the way.

Wen Ning became angry thinking about it, "You are very free. Your son is very sick, and you still go for a run."

"I went out to buy some breakfast and ran for a while." Li Beichen explained immediately.

Wen Ning looked coldly.

The man came over and lowered his voice, "I saw that you were here, so I usually go out for a run earlier, while Jiujiu is still awake. Because... I went to see the doctor, and he said that if he wanted to be cured, first of all Keep exercising.”

The man's already deep voice became even more mellow after being lowered, especially with a hint of hoarseness and panting after exercise, which was simply sexy as hell.

Wen Ning's face flushed with heat.

But Jiujiu asked innocently, "Daddy, where is the place you want to treat?"

"..." Wen Ning looked embarrassed.

Li Beichen also had a handsome face, and said coldly for a while, "You are a kid, what are you asking about?"

"Because you keep saying it can't be cured, I don't care about you, I have no conscience!" Jiujiu was angry.

Wen Ning was speechless and glared at the man resentfully.

Li Beichen was frustrated and could only explain slowly, "The waist, the area around the waist, you know."

"Then you just talk about your waist. What's the point of selling it?

I heard Uncle Huo Ling and Uncle Jin Ting say that a man's waist is very important. What does it have to do with women?

You'd better treat it as soon as possible. "Jiujiu scolded with a 'very understanding' look, and then sat down at the dining table.

"..."

Li Beichen took a deep look at the woman and found that Wen Ning's face was red, very cute and a little shy.

When he was about to open his mouth, Wen Ning stopped him first, "Look at how your two friends lead Jiujiu. The good ones don't teach, but the teachings through words and deeds are very bad."

"He just picked these up and listened to them himself." Li Beichen was helpless and narrowed his eyes, "Besides, isn't Huo Ling your friend too? You still care about him so much."

Wen Ning was successfully blocked by him and looked at the breakfast in his hand.

"I bought it for you." Li Beichen smiled, picked it up and put it on the dining table, "Jiujiu, let's have breakfast."

"Not bad, there are fried dough sticks that I like to eat." Jiujiu opened the bag happily.

"Wait a minute." Wen Ning walked over, frowned and took away the golden fried dough stick, and said angrily to Li Beichen, "Didn't you think about Jiujiu fever when you bought breakfast?

According to Chinese medicine, burning leads to internal heat. If you feed your child these fried and baked things, Li Beichen, how can you take good care of your child if you are careless? He needs to be careful when he is sick. "

Li Beichen was stunned and glared coldly at Jiujiu.

Jiujiu lowered his head with a guilty conscience. It was he who secretly sent a text message to his father this morning, wanting to eat fried dough sticks.

After all, he didn't have a fever, but Mommy really misunderstood Daddy. He had been frail and sick since he was a child, and Daddy took care of him so carefully.

But now, because of pretending to be ill, Daddy has to bear the burden of carelessness.

"Mommy, actually I want to eat..."

"I was negligent and shouldn't have given him fried dough sticks." The man apologized to her sincerely.

Wen Ning didn't appreciate it and took out some other food, "You're really awesome. Besides fried dough sticks, you also have Shaomai and noodles..."

She rubbed her eyebrows completely, "The child's digestive system is not yet complete, so you can't eat glutinous things when you are sick, you know."

When the occupational disease came up, Wen Ning scolded him, and he also read a lot of food therapy encyclopedias.

Li Beichen listened intently, without any trace of impatience. Instead, he looked at her energetic little face tenderly, with a smile in his eyes.

He really hoped that on days like this, the little woman's nagging would be a normal morning every day.

It's a pity that it didn't come.

Ten minutes later, Wen Ning finished scolding her. She was a little surprised to see that the man was not angry at all. He was not the kind of person who had the patience to listen to chatter in the past. He was worth tens of millions per minute.

Have you really changed your gender recently?

"Did you remember? You need to take care of your child like this."

"Remember it." The man smiled slightly and nodded obediently. He even looked a bit like a big loyal dog at home, fierce and loyal. "If you are worried, can I bring you a notebook?"

"..." Wen Ning secretly annoyed him and turned around and walked into the kitchen, "Forget it, I'll make porridge for Jiujiu."

As soon as Mommy entered, Jiujiu immediately burst into tears, "Li Beichen, I don't want to eat porridge. I've been performing hard for so long, and I just want to eat fried dough sticks!"

"It's okay. I'll secretly feed it to you while your mother is cooking."

"Huh?" Wen Ning turned around warily in the kitchen, "What are you talking about?"

"Say mommy, you are so beautiful." Jiujiu also learned Mo Bao's trick to please.

But Mommy didn't listen to him. She looked at him, picked up the bag of fried dough sticks and threw them into the trash can.

"Li Beichen...wuwu." Jiujiu gritted her teeth, her heart filled with thoughts of dying for the fried dough sticks, "Mommy is so bad."

"Yes, how heartless. I am the fried dough stick that she threw away." Li Beichen secretly felt sad.

Jiujiu glanced at him coldly, "Youtiao is innocent, but you are not! Don't flatter yourself."

"..." Li Beichen wanted to ask what kind of sons he had given birth to. One ignored him, and the other helped him while despising him. OK, it was all his own fault.

The man sat down at the dining table coldly.

After Wen Ning finished cooking the porridge, he turned around and saw two large and one small stone looking at his wife...well, looking at his mother's stone.

If you add Mo Bao, the picture will be incredible.

Her face heated up, and she automatically avoided the focused eyes of a certain man, and walked out with the porridge, "Jiujiu, you can eat. After you finish eating, Mommy will go to work."

Jiujiu took a sip of porridge unhappily and turned to look at her father, "I've tried my best, but I can't stick to mommy all the time. This doesn't fit with my cold personality."

"..." Li Beichen looked over with disgust.

Jiujiu pouted, "Besides, Mommy also has her own things to be busy with. What are you going to do?"

Li Beichen was silent. He also knew that he could trick her here last night, but what about tonight and tomorrow night?

She couldn't keep using Jiujiu as an excuse. She would see through it sooner or later, and she would definitely be furious with him.

He had a headache.