925. Chapter 925 The Sun Is Shining【3】
Luo Anning thought for a moment and realized that it was not good for his son to rejoice in someone else's misfortune and add fuel to the fire, so he coaxed him again: "Xiaoshuai, daddy is in a bad mood now. Can Xiaoshuai go and make daddy happy? Go and kiss daddy, okay?" ?”
With that said, he picked up the little guy and walked to the sofa opposite, putting him into Young Master Rong's arms.
Young Master Rong looked very arrogant at first, but when Luo Anning let go, he loosened his arms around his chest in the first second and hugged the little guy with an expression of great reluctance.
Although he was obviously very distressed, he pretended to be reluctantly concerned, which made Mr. Rong, Jiang Peihua and Luo Anning both laugh.
The little guy held the bottle and sucked it, staring straight at him. Young Master Rong also lowered his head to look at him. After a while, the little guy got bored and turned his head and reached out for a hug.
Luo Anning pretended not to see it, walked to the opposite side and sat down, chatting with Jiang Peihua.
The little guy reached out to his great-grandpa again, wanting to hug him, "Great-grandpa!"
Mr. Rong wanted to hug him, but for the sake of his grandson eating explosives, it was better not to light a fire.
With no way to call for help, the young commander became angry, dropped the small bottle to the ground, and stopped drinking!
Young Master Rong raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "Pick it up."
The young marshal put his short arms on his legs and ignored him.
Mr. Rong said lightly again: "I'll give you one minute. If you don't pick it up, you won't be able to pester your mother again at night."
The young marshal was very sure that he understood the words "Don't pester your mother."
Her handsome little face was flustered for a moment, and then her little arms and legs were struggling to pick up the bottle from the ground.
Young Master Rong held his belly with his big hands, letting the little guy struggle and flop. Suddenly, Young Master Rong secretly counted down: "Five, four, three, two, one. Okay, dad gave me this." What gives you the opportunity is that you don't cherish it. From now on, don't pester your mother at night."
Suddenly, she came closer to him, lowered her voice and fiercely declared her sovereignty: "Your mother is my wife, not yours!"
In this way, under his shameless bullying, the young marshal was deprived of the benefit of sleeping with Mommy at night.
In the evening, Christine and Catherine returned to Rong Mansion.
When they saw Xiaoshuai, the young couple who didn't have a child naturally loved the little guy so much that they couldn't help hugging and kissing him.
The young marshal is also a good person. He knows who his uncle and aunt are. If he wants to hug or kiss them, he will definitely cooperate with them.
Mr. Rong was very happy. It was rare to have a few more drinks at the family banquet. Christine became more and more accustomed to her identity. Getting along with Mr. Rong was not as cold as before. Getting along with Jiang Peihua was a very subtle feeling, he said. Unclear, but not annoying at all, even though she kept talking about him.
It was still the same with Young Master Rong. They would always quarrel within less than three sentences. Bickering was commonplace at the dinner table, and everyone was happy to see these awkward brothers.
The happiest person is none other than the young marshal. He is the youngest and the most favored kid.
The whole family was teasing him, and the little boy happily leaned in Mommy's arms, looking at him provocatively as he was about to explode with anger.
After the meal, Young Master Rong quickly put the little one into Kristine's arms, picked up Luo Anning and went out before she could even realize what was going on.
While being pulled away by him, Luo Anning looked back and asked in confusion: "Rong Yan, where are we going? Christine, Catherine and the others are still here. Besides, Xiao Shuai won't see me later, I'm afraid of him Will cry..."