You are the one I can't beat

Careful Jiang Xincheng woke up this morning and urged Jiang Wanyan to fry a heart-shaped egg.

Today the elementary school organizes a spring outing, and everyone brings bento and various snacks out to eat.

The little boy is going to prepare a lunch for brother Qianqian.

"My sweetheart, do you think this heart looks good?" Jiang Wanyan asked.

"Well, yes, I want two, one for me and Brother Qianqian." Jiang Xincheng raised two fingers.

"No problem, leave it to Dad." Jiang Wanyan cheerfully fried eggs for his son.

Ning Cheng called Jiang Xincheng, "Son, come here, change your clothes, or you will be late later."

"Oh." Jiang Xincheng ran over.

Ning Cheng is a fashion designer, and many of Jiang Xincheng's clothes are made by Ning Cheng.

Today Ning Cheng dressed Jiang Xincheng in a set of brown British-style casual clothes.

The small appearance is very handsome, and this body is even more charming.

"My son is like a little model, very good-looking." Ning Cheng said with satisfaction.

Jiang Xincheng was praised and laughed happily.

"Father looks great too."

"Of course, your father and I are not good-looking. Can I be as good-looking as you? If your Wanyan father didn't hold you back, you would still look better." Ning Cheng smiled.

Jiang Wanyan said unconvinced: "I'm handsome, okay? Without me, my son would be less than 1.9 meters long."

"Now my son is only 1.2 meters, don't be so proud." Ning Cheng said.

"It will grow up in the future. How old are you now? Don't worry, there are still many years to grow up." Jiang Wanyan said.

"Father, if I don't grow taller, will Brother Qianqian still play with me?" Jiang Xincheng asked.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you are tall or short, Brother Qianqian likes it." Ning Cheng smiled and pinched her son's soft face.

Jiang Wanyan prepared two love bentos, took them out and put them in bags for him.

"Two of you, one, you're all ready, you have to finish eating." Jiang Wanyan said.

"Yeah." Jiang Xincheng took the bag, hugged it in her arms, and sat happily on the sofa.

"Daughter-in-law, are you going to work today?" Jiang Wanyan asked.

"There's nothing to do, let's make the design at home." Ning Cheng said.

"Then I'll send my son to school, show my face at the company, and come back to accompany you." Jiang Wanyan said.

"You go to work, I don't have time to talk to you when I draw pictures." Ning Cheng said.

"You don't need to talk to me, I'll just serve you tea and water, let's go, son, let's go to school." Jiang Wanyan smiled and went out with his son in his arms.

"Be careful on the road."

"Goodbye, Dad."

"Goodbye."

After Jiang Wanyan and his son left, Ning Cheng went to the study and started drawing.

I glanced at the photo of a family of three on the corner of the table.

Ning Cheng picked it up, looked at it, and put it aside.

Sure enough, Jiang Wanyan went to show his face and came back.

As soon as she entered the door, she came over and hugged Ning Cheng and kissed Ning Cheng loudly.

"As soon as you came back, you quarreled with my painting." Ning Cheng pushed Jiang Wanyan's head away.

"My son only cares about money, and my daughter-in-law only cares about painting. I feel that I have been left out, so sad." Jiang Wanyan said.

"Don't pretend, you're already old."

"Daughter-in-law, let me hug, kiss, touch, give me a sense of presence." Jiang Wanyan continued to cling to Ning Cheng cheekily.

Ning Cheng rolled her eyes, took a pen and turned around to draw on his forehead, and said with a smile, "How about drawing some sense of existence for you?"

"Draw what?"

"Wang Ba."

"Daughter-in-law, this can't be done. I'm bastard, what are you? Daughter-in-law, stop drawing, let's do it once while my son is not at home." Jiang Wanyan said and pressed Ning Cheng on the table.

Once the son came back at night, they didn't have time to kiss me.