I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack

Shen Ruojing sighed silently.

She looked at Song Chen, and then suddenly said: "Then you know, why didn't he come to me?"

Song Chen was slightly taken aback.

But the next moment, he suddenly understood something, and his face turned pale!

He turned around angrily and rushed out! -

At the same time, Country Y.

The place where Chu Xiaomeng was being held was guarded by people from the Doom organization.

A man strode over, and when the goalkeeper saw the man, he immediately stood up straight and called out, "Boss."

The visitor looked the same as Song Chen, but it wasn't Song Chen, it was Chu Cichen.

He nodded to the man and said, "Carl's people found us and moved immediately."

"yes!"

Chu Cichen continued: "Pack up your things, I'll go find that child!"

He strode through the door and finally came to the room where Chu Xiaomeng was being held.

The moment he opened the door, Chu Cichen was slightly taken aback.

It's not like a prison at all, it's more like a princess room.

There are a large area of ​​pink curtains inside, and the sun is shining brightly. In the large room with an area of ​​200 square meters, there is a princess bed that looks very comfortable. On this side is a whole wall of bookshelves, all of which are carefully decorated by Song Chen for her. The selected solitary book.

Chu Xiaomeng held a book in her hand and leaned against the comfortable sofa on the ground. The little person was paralyzed in it, looking at the book with hungry eyes, as if she was trying to absorb nutrients.

The little guy's face is rosy, and there are fresh seasonal fruits on the table next to him, and many of them were transported by air...

On the other side of the table is a thermos kettle, snacks...

Chu Cichen saw the veins on his forehead throbbing for a moment.

No wonder Xiaomeng doesn't want to go home anymore, how comfortable is it here? ! He really regarded her as a little princess!

The old father's heart was very sour for a while.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chu Xiaomeng looked up, and after seeing Chu Cichen, she said softly, "Uncle Song, eat cherries."

Then he opened his mouth slightly.

Chu Cichen:? ? ?

He walked over and put the cherry into her little mouth.

The little guy swelled up like a squirrel, and after eating a few mouthfuls, he pouted again, and subconsciously spit the cherry shell into Chu Cichen's big hand...

This action is smooth and smooth, and it seems that it is often done like this.

Chu Cichen:! !

Looking at it this way, Song Chen seems to be more of a qualified father than him!

It's just too much!

He took several deep breaths before suppressing the anger in his chest, and then asked, "Little Meng, do you want to go home?"

"In no mood."

"Why?" Chu Cichen said persuasively: "When I go home, I can still have cherries to eat, and I can also have so many books to read."

Chu Xiaomeng said without raising her head: "My parents forced me to write."

Chu Cichen:! !

So, did he lose in calligraphy practice? !

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and then continued to ask: "Then what do you think, your father is better, or Song... I?"

Chu Xiaomeng stared at him blankly, then said blankly: "Of course it's Uncle Song! Because you never force me to practice calligraphy!"

Chu Cichen:! !

He gritted his teeth and stood up, wishing he could slap the little guy in front of him a few times.

But I still muttered silently in my heart: my own, my own, my own...

After calming down, Chu Cichen spoke again: "Little Meng, we need to change places again, is that okay?"

Xiao Meng immediately stood up, pointed to the cherry compote and pastry next to her and ordered: "Yeah, it, it, it, let's go."

It seems that they are obviously used to changing places.

Chu Cichen: "..."

He resignedly picked up what his daughter asked for, then took her out the door, and then ordered his subordinates: "Take the things in the room..."

"Boss, we understand, don't worry, make sure none of those books are left behind!"

The men are also very good.

Chu Cichen: "..."

The car was packed quickly, and they even found a caravan. Chu Xiaomeng continued to read in the caravan with a book.

In the wobble, the little guy didn't even know that the driver had changed.

Chu Cichen stared at her, and suddenly asked: "Little Meng, where do you think we are going now?"

Xiao Meng waved her hand: "Anywhere is fine, as long as you don't go home!"

"..."

A few hours later, they changed planes again.

A few hours later, Chu Xiaomeng finally finished reading a book, and then heard Chu Cichen's gloomy voice say: "It's here."

Xiao Meng immediately raised her head, only to find that...

Hey, isn't this home? !

See you tomorrow.