Chapter 125: Who Blame the Baby?

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date="2021-01-07"

title="Chapter 125: Who Blame the Baby? "

weight="116575"

series = ["An Instruction Manual for Male Pregnancy"]

mode = "manual"

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Walking towards you is the chairman of the country, You Lan.

Shen Yuan has an impression of such a distant figure, because You Lan is a celebrity, just like the modern president of the country often appears on TV, and on the Internet, You Lan will also appear on the Guangnet and nowadays. Information on.

"Hello."

Zhuo Ershen brought Shen Yuan to the courtesy.

Formal etiquette, this is also the first time for Shen Yuan.

"Today I participated in the engagement ceremony of a friend in the name of a friend. You are the protagonists. You don't have to be so strange."

The blue and ink hair color made Shen Yuan feel cordial, and the sea blue pupils made Shen Yuan feel amazing.

You Lan, graceful and luxurious, and elegant, he is indeed the chairman who makes people feel cordial.

It was the first time that You Lan saw Shen Yuan. After looking at him twice, Shen Yuan became nervous again and didn't dare to say anything.

"Congratulations, you two."

While You Lan said congratulations, on the other hand, the people around him gave Zhuo Ershen a gift.

"Thank you."

No matter what it is, Zhuo Ershen accepts it, thanks.

"I can't witness the wedding of the two. I will go to Linxing District. There are some troubles over there."

Zhuo Ershen nodded and said:

"Your blessing, I have received it. Thank you again."

Shen Yuan also thanked again, but just saluted and still did not speak.

You Lan didn't mind. In such a place, he appeared here, how to say it here, it can be regarded as a public place.

"Regarding your last proposal, the follow-up results have gradually slowed down."

"Thank you."

Well, it's another content area that Shen Yuan doesn't understand, and Shen Yuan listens quietly and obediently.

Regarding one aspect of the proposal, Shen Yuan also subconsciously felt that it must be a national event, and he never thought about it.

Old Bai also arrived today, along with his granddaughter, Bai Yanyan wore a beautiful white dress today, followed by old Bai, which attracted the attention of many men inquiring.

Not long after You Lan came, they also arrived.

Facing someone he knew and was familiar with, Shen Yuan unconsciously relaxed a little.

"You are here too."

You Lan and old Bai meet, and old Bai salutes to You Lan. Bai Yanyan is the same as above, gently lifting the skirt corners, and the movements are light and elegant.

"Mr. Old Bai, it's been a long time. How are you doing?"

"Thank you for your concern, the old man's body is still very strong, and he can play for the country for a few more years."

"Mr. Old Bai is a pillar of the country. You have been working hard all the time."

The two began a conversation. Shen Yuan and Zhuo Ershen were listening. Shen Yuan watched in his heart, always feeling that this feeling was strange.

He is a little out of tune with the sense of sight of standing with the world leader and looking at the scenery.

However, these powerful people are all here to participate in his engagement.

The pressure is quite high, no wonder Sheng Qing just disappeared into the crowd.

In a corner of the hall, Sheng Qing sits on a comfortable sofa, alongside Little Yue and Kuncheng.

Little Yue doesn't like to say hello to big people. He is used to being wild, but it's nothing, but when he encounters some power, he doesn't dare to get into trouble.

His brother didn't dare to cause trouble, and he wouldn't be so ignorant to make trouble.

And he just recovered from his serious illness, and his health didn't last long.

"Little Yue, how can a father sit on his son as a sofa? Tsk tusk tusk tusk."

Sheng Qing smiled and teased Little Yue, complaining about his behavior at the moment.

"Because I am different from other dads"

In response to Sheng Qing, Little Yue didn’t matter. Kuncheng became his bodyguard, his nanny...

Kuncheng didn’t say anything and didn’t have any comments. What did Little Yue love to do? What’s more, it’s just sitting on his lap and eating cake. His legs won’t numb, because Little Yue is very light.

Even if he has gained a few kilograms recently, he is still an eight-year-old child, with a total of less than 30.

"How can you be so foolish when you are a father, and you are not afraid of others saying you abuse your children?"

"I am still an eight-year-old baby, who dares to say me? And, can my son be compared with his own? He is my bodyguard, older than me. Don’t think I’m younger, Brother Sheng. Blinded me."

Little Yue glanced at Sheng Qing triumphantly, Sheng Qing smiled, and began to tease again:

"Look at you, you have been eating, your son didn't move a bite."

Hearing that, Little Yue stopped talking, seemingly really tangled.

He just gave Kuncheng something to eat, but it was the cake that Sheng Qing took to the toilet with him just now for 30 seconds.

Kuncheng didn't know where the cake was, but if he knew it, he wouldn't have any opinions.

It only takes 30 seconds to touch the air in the toilet. In the 31st century, the toilets were cleaned fairly well. Because bacteria are terrible active fission organisms, the toilets are very clean. The air is also clean.

However, Little Yue still had a guilty conscience, because he had no appetite, so he gave Kuncheng cake. Although Sheng Qing said he was very unhappy, what should he do if he has a tendency to abuse his son?

But in the current state, he finally got out of it, because this son almost killed himself before!

He doesn't torture each other, he is gentle!

After a while, he raised the cake in his hand, raised his head and asked the young man behind him:

"Do you want?"

"No need to."

The boy simply refused.

Okay, Little Yue flattened his mouth, returned the cake pan, and said:

"He doesn't eat it himself, it's him who is willful."

As always, arrogantly throwing the pot to Kuncheng, Little Yue is confident.

Kuncheng didn't speak, just stared at Sheng Qing, Sheng Qing waved his hand helplessly, and said to Kuncheng:

"It's not good for you to grow your body? Look at you, how thin you are. If you are a man, you have to be strong and strong, you know? You have to have muscles? Men should be full of strong muscles. Every muscle, All have to have his own power."

The feeling that the little father throws the pot while the elder son always thinks he is the culprit is very interesting for Sheng Qing.

However, Little Yue's mouth is not a day or two, and he loves to put cold arrows on him if he is cold.

"Brother Lie has a lot of muscles, and he has a lot of practical experience. But it is Brother Sheng. Outsiders say that you have noodles like a woman and you should exercise."

"Brother Sheng's muscles are also very solid. It just doesn't show up, otherwise it will hurt my image."

"That's no better than Brother Lie, don't believe me, next time you go to unplug his protective suit and study."

One big and one small, what is mutual loss, what is rivalry, sure enough, two people are really similar in taste.

Shen Yuan's engagement banquet attended, the first thing he did when he returned home was to fall in bed tired.

The guests came easily, as far as he thought, entertaining guests was really tiring.

Zhuo Ershen took off his coat and approached Shen Yuan's ear and said:

"Yuan’er, you haven't taken a shower yet, get up and wash, then rest."

"I don't want to move."

Shen Yuan closed his eyes a little coquettishly.

"Don't be lazy. Be good."

Zhuo Ershen put a kiss on his forehead, Shen Yuan opened his eyes reluctantly, and Zhuo Ershen's gentle face was still in sight.

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