The little fat kid didn't know what he was doing. He was held by his father. He twisted his body and patted the closed window. His two little paws patted him, and the bracelet and the car window made a muffled groan. Not long after, he
He spit out his tongue again and started licking the car window.
A big boy walked out of the door of the office building, and he looked much thinner.
After leaving home, he needs to do everything himself. He eats food and can't do a meal. He doesn't have to do a meal. His work is not as casual as he used to be in the Jiang family. In the Jiang family, Young Master Sun's position is second most recent than that of General Jiang, and he also wants to
The little baby stood on his father's legs, and he didn't know where the shoes were mentioned to him, and his two fleshy little feet were stomping on his father's legs.
Children are, there are those who step on the high.
He pointed his toes, and by chance he clicked the button to control the lifting and lowering of the glass.
With a force of his toes, the window on one side of the car slowly fell, "Oh~ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Mr. Jiang couldn't look at it for a while and the window opened.
He was afraid that his nephew would find him, but his son seemed to be afraid that Jiangsu would not find him, and he also shouted loudly with excitement.
Jiang Chenshao pulled his son back and quickly closed the car window.
Jiangsu also heard the shouts. He looked around and saw an inconspicuous black sedan. He whispered, "Whose little kid is screaming, like Xiaoshanjun.
, it's strange to the rogue." He missed the rogue Xiaoshanjun quite a bit.
He turned around and continued on his way off work.
In the car, the little guy's heart-wrenching cry sounded again.
Just because he almost exposed his father, he was beaten by his father.
Jiang Chenshao picked up his son's fat little feet and patted him on the face of his feet, "Where did you throw away your shoes?"
After Jiang Chenshao beat his son, he still had to wipe his tears.
Looking at his son who was crying and was exerting his strength.
Jiang Chenshao pinched his son's round and fat waist, "Just give your brother some of this meat."
"Woooo~ Ma" the little guy wanted Mama.
Jiang Chenshao bent down, found the little guy's shoes under the seat, put them on, and the child threw them in the back seat.
With his experience of opening the window just now, and there was no baby seat in the back seat, my father thought of a way.
He grabbed his son and could not walk, but only supported the shortcomings of standing, put him on the floor mat in the back seat, and let him hold the back seat with both hands, ignoring it.
The little guy watched him standing alone, and his father stopped hugging him. He felt aggrieved. Jiang Chenshao had been driving the car, and he cried intermittently for as long as he had been.
When he arrived at the Jiang Group, Jiang Chenshao appeared in his sob, holding his son who was sobbing and handed the car key to Assistant He, "Thank you."
Assistant He didn't dare to ask, what did the president do if he didn't drive a luxury car?
I saw the little guy, sweating all over his head and his clothes were wet. "President, is Xiaoshanjun okay?"
"It's okay, let him cry. If you cry enough, don't cry."
Jiang Chenshao didn't stop for much, turned around and drove his car to the garage. This time, the little guy knew that it was his own when he saw the baby seat and rushed to ask for it.
At the same time, the father and son arrived home and Jiangsu returned to their rented place.