Chapter 710 (1/2)
In the seventh year of his marriage with Lin Lang, the young master Xue Shao evolved from a ”little silly white sweet” to a ”big silly white sweet” at the speed of light.
The specific behaviors are as follows:
drinking water should be sticky.
Stick to the cooking.
Stick to yoga.
Even if Lin Lang goes to the toilet, this guy may squat and brush his cell phone not far from the door.
Especially in the recent period, the young master's stickiness index has risen sharply.
Why?
Because they've been married for seven years!
The young master didn't care, but one of his subordinates, who happened to be seven years old, got divorced from his wife. After checking, he found out that, boy, he was cheating. His company can't tolerate such unfaithful men, so he swished and threw people out. What was the result of the incident? Scum man had no high paying job, so he made up with his original wife.
Later, his wife asked to come to the company and let the boss give a chance to reform.
The young master sipped his mouth and didn't say anything. He let him go through the interview process directly. As a result, he was brushed off by HR. His personal ability has not improved much in recent years. He is still eating his old money and can not satisfy the company which is booming.
The interview didn't make much waves for him. What frightened the young master was the divorce.
He is very, very, very hopeful that the state can introduce a policy of never divorcing.
He doesn't have a queen mother. He'll die, TVT.
What is the seven-year itch and the ten-year pain.
What kind of love becomes family love and loses sexual attraction.
He swiped his mobile phone and found a lot of news about the broken relationship between husband and wife. He almost died in situ.
However, his wife, who is very confident, never puts such things at ease. Instead, he seems to be like a woman in the deep palace. When she is finished, she hugs people and asks hard, whether she likes me or not, whether you love me or not. Yeah? Why don't you talk? Sleepy? How can you be sleepy?!
This day is also the same, she patted his head, and then a quilt, sleep in peace, did not know that she crushed a man's self-esteem.
The young master bit the quilt and cried.
How can she do this? He's going to cry!
Xue Shao lowered her face, and Mao Zha's head went to her chest, which made people find that she was awakened. She was very angry and helpless to look at her, ”my young master, what do you want?”
”You're not allowed to sleep. Keep looking at me!”
The young master hummed.
In front of her, his childishness continued unabated.
”OK, OK. I'm afraid of you.”
The young master held her waist and fell asleep first.
In the haze, someone poked him in the face.
The young master turned over unhappily.
So the butt was stabbed.
He opened his eyes angrily. ”What are you doing?”
Yeah?
What's that noise? Boozy?!
He woke up at once and got up all the time. As a result, his short leg tripped over the quilt and fell into the pillow.
My wife is very heartless.
Xue Shao is shocked to find that his body has shrunk!!!
He became a three-year-old baby!!!
He wants to die!!!
He turned his head in horror, and Lin Lang spread out his hand at him. ”I am not a abnormal scientist, or I wake up early in the morning and find that you have shrunk successfully. I also studied your baby's sleeping posture for a long time.” She tut a sound, ”you get up angry originally is hereditary, since childhood so smelly, poke your buttocks, all wish pout up to bump me to fly.”
Xue Shao:
Now what is the focus of the baby sleeping position, the focus is how to change him back ah!
Lin Lang comforted him, ”don't worry. I've told the company that if you are sick and ask for leave, let the vice president take the top. Enjoy your childhood before you change back. ”
Childhood?
Xue Shao tried to recall what he had done in his childhood. Oh, when he was the king of children, he drove people everywhere.
”Well, it's useless for you to get rid of your head.” Lin Lang was angry and funny. He grabbed his little hand and said, ”are you hungry? Shall we have dinner
The baby looked at her rather seriously.
”No reduplication!”
Lin Lang said, ”OK.”
She stood up and opened her arms to him
Young master is very arrogant, ignore her, his buttocks a pout, Hua, slide down from the sheet, and then play up.
Creak.
Face down.
He stood up strong.
Yeah.
Face down again.
The young master really hates this cute baby's body!!!
Eating breakfast, the young master once again deeply felt his wife's malice.The other side filled the warm milk with the milk bottle, the smile was breathtaking.
Her white face was so angry that she refused to open her mouth.
The young master has his own backbone. He would rather starve to death than drink. He went all the way to the snack cupboard. His little head went in and took out a bag of bread.
He took a bite, overestimated the delicate throat tube, and got stuck on the way, coughing constantly.
Finally, the young master humiliated and accepted the bottle relief.
She's really bad, QAQ!
The next period of time, Xue Shao can not go out, stay at home, holding a small window to see when people come back.
It's so pathetic.
Lin Lang discussed with him, or you go to the kindergarten, play with the children, and I'll pick you up in the evening?
The young master was so angry that he cried on the spot.
By the way! What! What! Give Way! He! Go! Young! Son! Garden!
This cry is out of control, Lin Lang will hold people in his arms, enough to coax the villain for a long time.
Relying on her own skills of deceiving the dead, she successfully coaxed people into the kindergarten class.
The first day, the young master beat the small class.
The next day, the young master beat the middle class.
The third day, the young master beat the big class.
In three days, the young master successfully ruled Chunmiao kindergarten.
When Lin Lang came to pick up people, a group of small radish dice followed the young master's buttocks, standing awkwardly, but also trying to straighten themselves.
She just wanted to laugh.
Lin Lang squatted down and picked up the little man.
The young master twisted his buttocks. He waved back and said with a special air, ”goodbye. I'll see you tomorrow.”
The heads of the little turnips also returned childishly, ”boss, goodbye.”
Lin Lang: