601. Chapter 601 The Little Devil’s Teeth【12】

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, his little hand suddenly stretched out, his head moved up to the secretary's chest, and he opened his little red mouth, as if he was extremely hungry.

The secretary was stunned, and before he could react, the young marshal's thin shirt was ripped off by both hands, and the bra that barely covered his chest didn't require much effort from the little guy. He found the one he was familiar with. nipple'……

The little guy's dark eyes lit up, his rosy little mouth opened, and he plunged in...

"ah--!"

The next second, the secretary's scream of pain alerted the rest of the people in the president's office.

Mr. Rong raised his head from the pile of documents, his eyes darkened, and then his thin lips curled up slightly: "What's wrong?"

The question was asked casually, the tone was leisurely, and he didn't seem to be curious at all.

The secretary had a look of pain on his face, and glanced tremblingly at the noble young master in his arms, and then looked at the handsome man for help: "President... Young Marshal, Young Marshal..."

It seemed a little hard to say, the secretary blushed and started stumbling.

"Want to drink milk?" Rong Yan felt that he had to say it for her. Otherwise, by the time she said it, Xiaoshuai would have had enough fun.

"Yes...yes..." The secretary's face turned red, mixed with traces of painful bruises.

However, the young master in her arms was too precious. No matter how painful it was, she could not show any resistance or dissatisfaction.

"Um."

Mr. Rong nodded, expressing his understanding, and looked at the little guy who didn't know whether he was hungry and wanted to drink milk or whether he was teething and liked to grind his teeth. He pondered for a moment and then added: "Just wait until he has enough fun. This month Salary plus five percent.”

"Okay, okay, president..." the secretary responded tremblingly.

The sensitive spot on her chest was being bitten and torn hard. The secretary was about to cry without tears, and her face with delicate make-up had begun to twist...

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The little guy had enough bites and drool, so he smashed his mouth, patted the secretary's chest in disgust, flattened his mouth, and withdrew his head.

"What are you still doing? Breastfeeding!" Mr. Rong, who had been observing his son, asked another secretary to feed him as soon as the little boy's mouth was removed.

Of course, this feeding is really done with a bottle, not just for the little one to bite and play with...

"Oh, I understand, President." The other secretary quickly stood up, took the bottle from the nanny, and then turned around and came back to feed the little guy.

The little guy was holding a small bottle of milk in both hands, slurping and drinking happily, while his dark eyes were still staring at him stubbornly.

Rong Shaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile and a hint of endearment flashed through his dark eyes, and then he lowered his head and started working.

Not only is the workload heavy, but also having to carry this tormenting little devil is really... a headache!

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Canada.

The sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear blue.

"Mo Mo, the weather is nice today, let's go out and bask in the sun. Speaking of which, Qian Ge hasn't gone out to see the sun in almost a month. He definitely won't like hiding in the bedroom." Luo An Ning pushed open Lu Mo Mo's bedroom door , walked to her bedside, held her hand, and suggested softly.

Recalling the scene of Mo Qiange and Lu Momo when she first arrived in Canada, Luo Anning still has lingering fears.

She often couldn't help but think about how sick the stubborn Lu Momo would have been if she hadn't insisted on her will and rushed over.