y, offsetting the rent and food costs.'" 。Upon hearing this, Fu Junlan's expression became rather subtle, as if she found it hard to believe what Wen Yizhou had said. 。After adjusting his emotions, he...Chapter 506: Raise your pillow a little, for better dreams.

Xiao An's little face immediately brightened a few points when she heard her words.

A pair of beautiful eyes blinked a few times, as if confirming with her again.

Although she's only spent two months with her son, An Xiaotu can often understand what he wants to say even without him using words. She knows just by looking at his expressions or eyes what he's thinking.

"Well, that's really what your dad said." she smiled faintly.

Finally, Xiao An believed her completely. Excitedly, he grabbed her hand and kissed lightly on the back of her hand.

Seeing the little one like this, An Xiaotu felt warm and fuzzy inside. She bent down and kissed the little one's cheek, then reached under his arms and lifted him onto the bed.

Xiao An sat on the edge of the bed, quickly took off his shoes and crawled into An Xiaotu's quilt, then pulled her down to lie down.

"Mommy being sick, did it scare the little one" An Xiaotu lay on her side, her voice a little apologetic as she softly asked the little one lying beside her.

Seeing his son's eyes were still red, he must have been crying on the way here.

Just imagining her son crying with tears in his eyes made her heart ache.

Xia An immediately blushed and burst into tears, throwing herself into her arms and sobbing quietly.

He was terrified. On the way here, his heart was pounding with fear, all he wanted was to see Mommy as soon as possible.

"Baby, don't cry. Mommy is fine. We can go home this afternoon." An Xiaotu gently patted the little one on the back, her heart aching as well.

Fortunately, Xiao An's tantrum was short-lived and she stopped crying soon after.

Wiping away a tear, she looked up at An Xiaotù and smiled sheepishly.

An Xiao Rabbit looked at her son's slightly shy face and found him both cute and adorable.

But the son cries often, which is not good either.

“Our Annian is already 5 years old, so he can't cry whenever he wants, you know” An Xiaotu’s voice trailed off, as if she had thought of something, and then she said with a smile, “Girls don’t like boys who cry easily. Be careful you won’t be able to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, oh.”

Little An knew what it meant to be a daughter-in-law.

But he wouldn't marry a wife, the girls from kindergarten were too much trouble; they would say to him every day, 'Tang Annian, why are you so handsome' 'Tang Annian, why don't you talk' 'Tang Annian, you're so aloof, I've never heard you speak...'

He didn't like those sweet candies and snacks at all, and he always secretly put them under his desk.

Coming to his senses, Xiao An picked up the tablet and typed: I don't like other girls. When I grow up, I want to marry Mommy.

"My husband is your dad, you dare to marry Your dad will beat you until your little butt blossoms." An Xiaotu said with a smile.

Xiao Annian calculated in his mind and then continued typing: When I grow up, Dad will be old, he won't be able to beat me; and besides, when Dad gets old, he won't look as good as me.

"Pfft hahahaha…" An Xiaotu couldn't help but burst into laughter as she looked at the words her son had typed.

It's so cute hearing my son talk; he's just adorable.

After laughing for a while, she managed to hold back her smile and continued teasing the little boy, “Your dad is the commander of a division, he's very capable, and he has many officers under him. Even if your dad gets old, you can't beat him.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao An frowned.

After a while, she typed on the tablet again: "I'll be a bigger officer and make Daddy my subordinate."

An Xiaotu looked at her son's incredibly serious and focused face, coupled with the words, and laughed again.

"Haha, don't let your dad hear this, he would really beat you up."

By the time his son surpasses him, becoming blue outdoing blue, that man will already be retired. How could he possibly become his son's subordinate

Little An, like a newborn calf fearless of tigers, hummed twice and continued writing: "Daddy hits me, I'll keep count. When I grow up, Daddy becomes my subordinate, and I'll punish him just like he punishes his subordinates – make Daddy run thirty kilometers off-road in one go."

An Xiaotu thought her son was such a happy little fellow, he was too good at making people laugh.

When she married him, he was a major general at the age of 31.

Assuming the son surpassed his father in excellence, reaching a level even higher than him, let's say he became a general. Even if their son was 30 years old at that time, the man would be well into his sixties.

This little guy made his dad run 30 kilometers as punishment Wasn't he afraid his dad would fall apart after running that far

Thinking about an old man being punished to run dozens of kilometers in the wilderness, almost costing him half his life, An Xiaotu couldn't help but laugh.

"But Mommy was old then too," she sighed dramatically.

Her words didn't make Xiao An any less worried, so he typed on the tablet: Mommy, even though you're old, you're still the most beautiful.

"Oh Really" An Xiaotu asked with a smile.

Xia An nodded eagerly.

Mommy is the most beautiful in the world.

"What about your dad when he gets old" she continued to ask.

The little boy listened, slowly furrowed his brow, and then shook his head, typing a word on the tablet: Ugly!

Just then, the door to the ward was pushed open and Tang Yucheng walked in with a cold expression, carrying breakfast.

Xiao An's face flashed with a look of guilt. He didn't have time to delete the things he had just said, and immediately pressed the lock button, hiding the tablet computer.

After all, he's still afraid of Dad when he's really angry.

"Get up and brush your teeth and wash your face." Tang Yucheng put the breakfast on the table, then scooped An Xiaotu up from the bed.

"You, you... your son is still here." An Xiaotu lightly patted him, her little face flushed pink as she reminded him.

Tang Yucheng turned his head to look at the little guy on the bed, and said in a cold voice, "Now I can hold your mommy, but you can't. Want to surpass your dad It's impossible in this life; besides, your mommy is mine, and she will be mine in the next life too. Want to marry your mommy Just raise your pillow higher."

On the bed, little An was dumbfounded, even a bit questioning life.

Everything he wanted to say was written on the tablet, and he didn't say it out loud. How would Daddy know what he told Mommy

So why would Tang Yucheng know so clearly about the chat content between Xiao Annian and An Xiaotu

This is purely because An Xiaotu goes to coax her son to sleep every night, so one cunning man wanted to know what the mother and son usually talked about. He then installed a hidden special monitoring software on Xiao Annie's tablet computer, which could eavesdrop on voices and text entered on the tablet, hoping to understand his son and wife better through this method.

Though Tang Yucheng pretended to be annoyed, he was actually quite happy seeing his son make his wife laugh.

Seeing his dad carry his mommy into the bathroom, the little boy rolled around on his bed, a little upset.

Ugh! Daddy is so mean.

When he grows up, he must marry Mommy.ng in a custom-made iron gray suit, holding his phone in one hand and with the other hand in his pocket, leaning against the doorway. 。... Wēn Píngshēng was stunned all of a sudden. 。Yisheng glanced a...