MTL - Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss-Chapter 40

The little buns stood on the ground, and the rounded head was not at the waist of Shen Yichong, and he could only pout at him.

Shen Yi Chong reached out and pinched his eyebrows. "You can't go to TV."

He does not have to think directly if he vetoes directly.

Shen Rui buns immediately fried their hair. As soon as they looked up, the hair on their heads trembled. A pair of black cockroaches were almost all grievances accusing the father of despicable behavior.

He looked down at the tablet and his mouth swelled.

All the videos above will stay for a long time.

You can take it out every day and look at it again, or you can look it up after a while.

It can be kept for many years and will be kept as a memorial.

Why can only Dad shoot with Mommy?

Can't he go?

He also wants to be with the beautiful mommy, let the uncles record every day he and Mommy are precious!

"Dad, you are like a big bad guy."

The little buns are not convinced to the extreme.

"The photos you took before didn't bring me, it's too bad!"

"Dad, it’s too treacherous!"

He came to this conclusion seriously.

Shen Yichong feels that all his reason and logic will collapse at this moment.

This son was quite sensible before, and he has always been his little cotton jacket.

Until this time Yu Yaoyao was shocked and admitted to hospital... it changed...

He pinched his eyebrows and felt that his lungs were hurting between breaths.

"Shen Rui, I only took wedding photos with your mother."

As he said, he looked at his son’s small expression of protest, and his mouth was a little bit dumbfounding.

"You sneaked out of my study room? Dad didn't tell you that there is a lot of work information there. Would you better play it elsewhere in the house?"

Since Yu Yaoyao had made a few trips and even had to sleep with him, he asked the maid to take the wedding photos and pile them in the cabinet of his study.

If the son doesn't go in and turn over his things, he certainly can't see it.

The little buns instantly smashed the gang and looked at Dad.

"What's going on here?"

Yu Yaoyao came out after a shower, and while rubbing his hair, he walked to the opposite side of the father and son.

Their father and son are standing tall and small, and she feels that the atmosphere is subtle.

As soon as she saw her, the little buns squinted and looked at her pitifully.

"Mummy..."

Shen Yichong looked at his son's low and poor appearance, not to be bored by his chest, and for the first time doubted whether he was too strict.

He reached out and touched his son's head, and the low voice was warm.

"The next time Dad takes pictures with his mother, he must bring you..."

Yu Yaoyao snorted, "Do you want to take pictures together?"

The little buns **** the nose and point your head.

Shen Yi sighed and patted his furry head.

When he turned around, he picked up the documents on the table. "Dad went out to explain things to Uncle Shen Lin. Shen Rui, you first played with your mother, and Dad came back soon."

But just stepping out, a cry of surprise, just rang from behind him.

“Is this a photo made by Rui Baby?”

Yu Yaoyao's soft and soft voice followed.

"Yeah, so cute~ Can this photo be sent to me? God, it’s amazing, baby, how did you do it?"

Shen Yi Chongyi, turned back.

I saw the little buns holding the tablet, and I turned it over to Yu Yaoyao.

Her petite face has been a surprise, and her narcissism has become a curiosity and excitement.

"Wow, baby, it’s better than me."

"Can you teach me how to do it?"

Shen Yi Chong's lips, immediately go a few steps, the probe to see.

However, when the little buns watched Dad approaching, he directly extended his small hand and grabbed the screen on the tablet.

Actually, I don’t want Dad to watch!

Shen Yi Chong's old face is black.

This little conscience!

Yu Yaoyao noticed the twists and turns of the two fathers and sons, and immediately bent down and smiled and kissed Shen Rui's cheeks.

"Rui baby is not angry, my father is wrong, we will educate him."

"But the photo was taken, and the mother was wrong. I should wait for the baby to come back and take it."

"This way, I am going to take pictures with my father and my baby. Is it good? Tonight we have a direct expression of nine shots!"

The little steamed buns were kissed by her, and the smashing gangs suddenly became powdery.

He glanced at Dad and looked at Mommy again, barely pouting and took the little hand covering the tablet back.

I took out a photo and put it in front of my little father.

Shen Yi Chong looked down and only felt that his eyes were black.

Yu Yaoyao took a picture of the 1.1-meter long-legged double shot on his back a few days ago. At this time, at the side of her show legs, there was a self-portrait of Shen Rui wearing a dragon's pajamas, and a hard P came to the side.

Shen Yichong held his eyebrows and looked at the son who stood on the ground and looked ‘you see you.’

The son actually learned the P picture himself...

He felt funny and felt a bit sore.

They have a family of three and have not taken photos.

Although this is his relationship with Yu Yaoyao, it still has a profound impact on the young son.

But... He looked at the picture of the magic and put it together, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

"and this."

The little buns saw that Dad didn't respond, and he showed him a dozen pictures.

They are all the same photo, but there are all kinds of fancy puzzles that Shen Rui buns put themselves into.

Even the latest one, the little buns added a devil's horn to Dad's head and added angel wings to Mommy's body.

Shen Yichong saw the corners of his mouth stiff, and the temple jumped.

Yu Yaoyao is excited to scream, "Hey, this pink wings look good! Baby you are too talented, if Mommy wants a beautiful pink tail, it needs a long one, can it?"

"And your father's devil's sharp corner, I want pink, so cute!"

The little buns squinted at the head and thought for a while, then nodded seriously.

Click on the Meitu software and start looking for the renderings.

Without the devil's corner, he used his little finger to draw two sharp points on Yu Yaoyao's head.

"Hey! Looks good!"

Yu Yaoyao looked at the ground and put his eyes on it. He took the little buns and turned it for three and a half weeks!

“Is it still possible to take pictures like this?”

She was quickly fascinated by the various photo effects in the Mito software.

After a while, she lay on the bed with a small steamed buns.

The mother and the child, their heads touch their heads, their faces touch their faces, and they start self-portraits of various angles and expressions.

Shen Yichong soon discovered that he was completely forgotten by these two people.

He shook his head and was ready to go to Shen Lin. When he turned around and closed the door, he heard the shouting of Yuyao Yao in the house.

"Rui baby, your father didn't shoot in."

Shen Yi Chong's mouth is awkward.

When I walked to the living room, I stopped. I immediately waved to Shenlin, who was coming, and let him go. I would push the door open again.

But soon, another, somewhat tender voice came out.

"It doesn't matter, Mommy, let's just go up with Dad P later."

Shen Yichong: "..."

Yu Yaoyao made a big enlightenment. "Ah, can this be done? Also, oh, your father is an expression every day."

Shen Yichong: "..."

He pinched his eyebrows deeply.

"Shen Lin, go to book a family photo shoot."

"Be the best."

Shen Lin looked blank, but looked at the boss's face black, nodded immediately.

Shen Yichong looked at the door and took a deep breath before he walked to the living room and picked up a pack of cigarettes.

"Go to the balcony, you have to go over this investment project with me this month. Also, the movie "Allure", you remember, the next shareholder meeting will discuss the withdrawal."

Shen Lin’s expression shook. “Boss, we have invested 10 million...”

Shen Yi chong smoked and bowed his head.

"I saw the script, the actor can't."

Shen Lin’s face was a sigh of relief. “The starring role is a life problem. It’s no doubt blocked, but the director’s team is already choosing a new role. I’ve heard that the old movie stars are very interested.”

Shen Yi Chong spit out a smoke circle and squinted. "It's not an actor. It's the actor's whole trend in the script, lacking conviction and inner growth."

Shen Lin: "Hey? But the boss, this is the big drama of this year, it is also the fantasy theme of the market scarcity, and it is also the big guide to join, the investment department and shareholders are very optimistic."

"The big guide will not go wrong?"

"what……"

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the next day.

Shen Rui Xiao Baozi was early in the morning, and he picked up the tablet and took a lot of new photos yesterday. He held it with both hands and cherished it on his chest.

There is a favorite in the face, a small expression that cannot be lost.

The deepest imprisonment in Shen Yi Chong's heart was disintegrated by his small movement.

He touched his son's head, and his chest was soft and painful.

"I'm sorry... son."

The black cockroach of the little buns is a little embarrassing.

It was a bit shocking, lifting his round head and looking at Shen Yichong.

Shen Yi Chongzhen, "In the future, if there is anything unhappy, just tell Dad."

He quickly raised his hand and patted the little guy's head.

"The problem between our men and men is solved by means of a man."

The little buns smashed, and finally the small mouth slowly rose.

It looks like a decent head, and it’s the same as the old one.

"Oh, Dad, I forgive you."

Shen Yi Chong comfortably reached out and hugged his son's chubby but soft body.

A burst of milk, pouring into the tip of his nose, let his cold body disappeared.

"Thank you son."

The little buns also picked up their feet and patted Dad’s shoulders.

"Nothing, we are a man. In the past, let it pass."

The appearance of the little adult, let Shen Yi curious when he wants to laugh a little.

But soon his son's next sentence was to make his smile stiff on his face.

"That solved the first thing yesterday."

"Then, say the second thing."

"Dad, I want to go to TV with Mommy!"

The sound of milk and milk is not a tone of negotiation.

Shen Yi Chongmei beats, "You are less than five years old, Shen Rui. On TV, many people will see, you will go to school later..."

The little buns lifted some of the baby's fat chin, and both eyes were firm.

"Of course it is best~"

"In this way, teachers and classmates will know that I have the most beautiful mom in the world, they will envy me!"

Shen Yi Chong's eyes are a little dark.

Yu Yaoyao did not go to the kindergarten to pick up a child before.

Every time, my son looked enviously at the back of other children who were taken away by her mother.

"Let my father think about it."

Shen Yi Chong is somewhat shaken, but the reason in his heart is still not lost.

The child is too small, and the current exposure is only bad, no good.

The son has no ability to judge and cannot consider the long-term effects of all aspects, but as a father, he has to consider it for his son.

Do not say anything else, expose the appearance, and be stared by some desperate people, the consequence is that he can not afford and imagine.

The little bun was clear, but looked at his father's worried expression.

He bowed his head and sighed heavily.

"Good, Dad."

Shen Yi chong touched his little head.

When he walked out of the door, the little steamed buns turned to plunge into the pillow that Yu Yaoyao slept, and buried his little head directly!

Dad still disagrees.

Gasny!

His little **** rolled around and learned how Yuyao Yao looked and squatted and squatted on the bed.

Until a fragrant embrace, circled him from behind him, he was shocked by the whole buns.

"Baby, why haven't you got up yet? Is it waiting for me to take a photo of the first sunshine in the morning?"

Shen Rui's buns suddenly became black and bright, and the whole body's flesh and blood were relaxed. As soon as he turned his ass, Yu Yaoyao, who had just changed his outfit, extended his milky white hand.

"Well, I want to shoot, Mommy~"

Well, he has to fight against the little gas daddy!

Even if Xiaodie’s father disagrees, he can’t stop him from going to TV!

He is a very fierce tiger!