Baby, wait until you grow up

Anhao's new house is a lush artificial garden in front of it, with carved rockery fountains standing in it, and a swimming pool with blue waves under a few towering coconut trees.On the rippling pool water, the golden warm sun and delicate flowers complement each other.Beside the red flowers and green leaves, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is resting on a milky-white chaise longue.

From a close look, from a distance, this is a real beautiful boy——

Black and smooth hair, porcelain skin, exquisite outline, plump brows and red lips, everything looks like it was copied from a calligraphy and painting, so beautiful that people don't want to look away.

When An Hao finished his official duties and came home, seeing his son sleeping soundly on his stomach, his impetuous heart couldn't help but settle down.

The original half-semester suspension has been postponed until now, and Bo Ning is reluctant to go to school, and even develops social phobia.When meeting a stranger, let alone trembling and turning pale, being covered in cold sweat is more like falling into a river.So, how could he have the heart to force his children to go to school?In addition to hiring cleaners for daily cleaning, the house is surrounded by cameras, which can be several kilometers away.Bo Ning was alone at home, so he was considered safe.

On the other hand, it is inevitable that similar kidnapping incidents will happen again. In the past few years, An Haoming has secretly manipulated them, and with the help of his eldest nephew, he broke away from An's underworld forces and started his own company.

He plucked a piece of dog's tail grass casually, and the furry end brushed An Boning's cheeks and lips from time to time... The sleep was disturbed, and the child was unhappy. With a vague grunt of "uh", he turned and went back to sleep.

The father is still busy enough to bully, he pinches the dog's tail grass and beats the child's sensitive ears.

"Itchy." Bo Ning scratched his ears, and slapped his long and thick eyelashes. He opened his eyes, staring at the next person in bewilderment, "Dad...Dad."

Whispering, his pupils suddenly lit up, he straightened his back, and sat up, "Dad, are you back so early?"

An Hao hugged the child who hadn't fully grown yet, with a smile on his lips, "I don't have much to do, I'll come back to accompany you. Otherwise, there will be a puppy nagging all day long, and I won't even eat when I go home."

Hearing this, the beautiful young man smiled brightly, and his sparkling eyes shone with happiness.After a while, he was a little annoyed, "But, I haven't cooked yet. Dad, are you hungry?"

"Father will not be hungry until he smells the aroma of the dishes prepared by the baby."

An Boning took this kind of praise as a matter of course, he lifted his graceful chin, "Of course you only listen to my father's taste."

An Hao patted the proud little peacock's black head, half-embraced it and walked into the house, "Yes, just listen to the baby."

"Then, can Dad come back earlier tomorrow?" The child quickly glanced at him, then turned his face away.

An Hao didn't miss the anticipation in his son's eyes.He knew that even if his son didn't like strangers, living alone would be lonely after all, and he had a deep understanding once.

"Well" Papa Ann pretended to think.

The child was in a hurry, so he held his hand tightly, "Let Grandma Lin buy more food tomorrow, I'll make some hot and sour beef, sizzling fish, dry-stir-fried winter bamboo shoots, pigeon soup..." He reported a long list of men Favorite dish, finally back to the question, whispered, "Dad, can you come back early tomorrow?" The child's expression was full of anticipation, but he still wanted to hide it hard, two opposite expressions made one face It looked pitiful.

An Hao touched his face with a smile, "Dad will have a rest tomorrow and will be at home all day."

Silence, a few moments.

"You lied just now." The child immediately came to his senses.

An Hao blinked and smiled.

"I won't cook for you anymore, badass dad, you still lied to me."

Bo Ning yelled, turned sideways, and his paws were about to reach his father's armpits.With sharp eyesight and quick hands, An Hao caught him straight, "Here we go again." After catching him, he simply lifted the kid's butt up, half resisting him and walked into the house.

The child's body bones have not yet opened, and he is thin and medium-sized, so it is not difficult to carry him around.

Bo Ning obediently leaned on his broad shoulders, pinched a bunch of his father's black hair to play with, and said happily: "An Hao brand car, An Bo Ning's exclusive."

He seldom goes out. He reads books and attends classes at home during the day. When his father comes back and has dinner together, the father and son sit on the long sofa and watch TV.Occasionally An Hao is busy and works in the study with the door open, he lowers his voice and watches alone.Therefore, he can recite all kinds of advertising words smoothly.

An Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly, and raised his hand to pat his buttocks hard, "You brat, daddy is a car, huh?"

An Boning stretched out his hand and rubbed it back, pouted, "In the future, I would also like to be my father's car. When my father gets old, I will carry you anywhere."

"Well, I remember." An Hao replied.

After pressing the fingerprint and password, the two changed their shoes and entered the living room.The decoration of the villa is not extravagant ornate, the sofa mainly features modern black and white elements, and the landscape paintings on the walls are exquisitely framed.

An Boning was halfway through his meal when he received a call from An Ran. After picking up the line, he took off his apron and pulled the bewildered man who was picking up vegetables out the door.