Chapter 886 The Little Soup Dumpling Should Be the Boss’s Son
On a busy road in the United States, a silver and black extended version of Rolls-Royce surged into the traffic.
In the carriage, Ji Tianqi's smoky eyes were cold, and the corners of his cold mouth were slightly raised, projecting an arrogant edge that made people tremble.
"Turn around."
He wanted to see who it was that was so mysterious.
On the black car window, the evil silhouette of the man was reflected, as cold and charming as Satan, and a layer of cold and serious solemnity slowly emerged...
…
Ji Tianmiao pulled Ai Qianqian over to the sofa and sat down.
"Brother Jue just called back. He and sister-in-law Xixi have also arrived at Anhuo. Xiaotangbao will be operated on soon."
Ai Qianqian asked quickly,
"So fast? Didn't Little Juejue and the others just rush over?"
Ji Tianmiao threw a grape into his mouth,
"Have peace of mind if you do it early! Brother Jue and the others will not be worried for a few more days."
Ai Qian touched her nose,
"It seems so."
Italy, dark fire.
In the laboratory, Xiaotangbao had put on Anhuo's own specially made hospital gown and was lying on the operating table.
Next to the operating table, Ji Shaojue and Shangguan Xi, Ji Zeye and Camila, as well as the boss, Ji Shaoting and Xuan Aixuan also flew over from Rome, and everyone stood in a circle.
…
The little meat bag was lying on the edge of the operating table, crying deliberately in disgust,
"Ouch, brother, don't worry!
If you have a problem and are unable to come back, I will definitely take good care of your beautiful father and mother for you, so you can go with peace of mind~~~"
The little soup dumpling gritted his teeth.
"roll."
The two paws of the little meat bun directly hugged the neck of the little soup dumpling.
"No! I won't leave! I won't leave! Brother, you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world..."
His fleshy little hands were still stroking Xiaotang Bao's chest deliberately and wildly. His purple eyes smiled evilly, and his purple eyes flickered.
"Tsk tsk~~~
Brother, from now on, your sexy and smooth little breasts will have a scar.
However, my brother will never dislike you. We hug each other and sleep every night, and you are still the man I love most~~~
Oh! My love! "
…
The little soup dumpling gave him a cold side glance.
"Take your claws off."
Instead of listening, the little meat dumpling pouted and gave the little soup dumpling a big, prickly mouth-to-mouth kiss.
"Brother, I dedicated my first kiss to you. You must be responsible for me! Don't be a heartless person!"
The corner of Xiao Tangbao's eyes twitched, and he held his forehead silently, with a disgusted expression of "I have a younger brother like this, what a shame."
A group of relatively serious adults were also amused by the two brothers. Shangguan Xi silently covered his face, so embarrassed~~~
They are obviously twins, but why are their personalities so different? The little meat bun has completely inherited Ji Shaojue’s ten thousand year old demon/spirit essence!
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Shangguan Xi gently bent down and hugged the small soup dumpling tenderly.
"Xiaotangbao, you have always been Mommy's proudest son. Mommy believes in you and you will be able to do it. Mommy loves you."
The little soup dumpling turned to his face and kissed Shangguan Xi on the cheek.
"Mommy, I love you too."
Only in front of Shangguan Xi, Xiao Tangbao would show rare tenderness, which made a certain demon/elf on the side look jealous. When will he enjoy the same treatment as his eldest son?
Ji Shaojue pinched the tender porcelain skin of the little soup dumpling,
"Son, I heard that you have fallen in love with Anhuo's little girl. After you finish the operation, your beautiful father will teach you how to pick up girls~~~"
…
All of a sudden, a certain little soup dumpling's face was cold, and he said coolly, with a disgusting tone,
"I chase my own women myself."
Ji Shaojue felt a lump in his throat.
“&*%#x-on:%……”
The charming peach blossom eyes twitched and trembled, and a group of adults burst into laughter.
Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River hit the waves in front, and the waves in front were slapped to death on the beach. Little soup dumpling, you are better than your beautiful father!
Ji Shaojue's eyes widened and the corners of his mouth trembled.
"Then beautiful daddy and your mommy are waiting for you outside."
He was directly rejected by Gao Leng again.
"Farewell, just take good care of my mommy."
Ji Shaojue turned his head silently and cried. He was so rejected by his son%>_<%.
Xiao Si'er was also made to laugh by his eldest grandson, and joked,
"The little soup dumpling must be the boss's son!"
Camilla and Ji Zeye also nodded in agreement,
"Yes, when Mingming was about this age, he also disliked his father very much. Ji Er was so angry that his whole body ached."
"Hahaha……"
…
Ji Shaojue's peach blossom eyes were wide and he looked at the little soup dumplings sadly.
"Son, why do you dislike me so much?"
Xiao Tangbao snorted, but before he could say anything, Ji Shaojue had already bent down and gently held his small but already somewhat strong body in his arms.
Xiao Tang Bao was even a little panicked.
He could feel his father's safest power coming from his tightly held chest.
"Little Tangbao, although you dislike the beautiful father, the beautiful father is very proud that you are his son."
Xiao Tang Bao's ears turned red all of a sudden. He turned his face away unnaturally and reached out to push the man who was hugging him tightly. He pretended to be cold and childish with dissatisfaction.
"Let go."
However, after a few pushes, the little hand curled up in Ji Shaojue's arms.
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Shangguan Xi also caressed the little dumpling’s face gently, and the little dumpling blinked his purple eyes mischievously.
"Brother, why don't you give daddy a hug? Don't be shy."
The little soup dumpling lowered its head,
"I'm not shy. Daddy held me so close that I couldn't breathe."
"Hahaha……"
Xiao Si'er waved his hand,
"It's done. Come out quickly and leave the soup dumplings to me."
Then, everyone was kicked out of the laboratory.
The little meat bun was still lying on the operating table.
The fleshy little hand grasped the hand of the small soup dumpling. The evil fairy smile on his face also subsided. Under the purple eyes, there was an unprecedented solemnity.
"Brother, you must be good."
Xiaotangbao's eyes darkened and he nodded heavily.
"Um."
Even their favorite mother, Shangguan Xi, has no way to interfere in the relationship between the twins.
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Outside the laboratory, Ji Shaojue and Shangguan Xi were waiting together in the dark fire hall. Although Xiaotangbao said they didn't need it, they were Xiaotangbao's parents. How could they leave at this time?
Shangguan Xi was sitting on the sofa, Zhan Ran's lips were pursed slightly, and the expression on his face was invisible due to his drooping eyelids. Even his signature "Xi smile" was gone.
Ji Shaojue stretched out his long arms and hugged the woman's already stiff body into his arms. His voice was a little low,
"Xiao Xibao'er, I'm sorry."
Shangguan Xi suddenly raised his head and looked into those narrow eyes that were full of charm, full of charming tenderness.
"Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault that Xiaotangbao is sick."