The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Tang Jiyao: "If it's not mine, then whose is it? Could it be that in these four years, you can have another three or four-year-old child with someone else? "

With Tang Ting's pair of eyes, if Tang Jiyao brought it out and said that it wasn't his own child, would anyone believe him?

Moreover, Tang Ting's age was obvious here.

Xia Ling:"..."

*

She was speechless by Tang Jiyao's words.

The two of them finished their meal in the restaurant and pretended not to notice anything, allowing the Paparazzi to take their photos.

When the two of them returned to the villa, the entertainment news was again full of news. It was the headline of Tang Jiyao's date with a mysterious woman.

He was in his early thirties and had inherited the Tang Corporation. He was quite handsome and kept a low profile.

Tang Jiyao was simply an example of a rich and powerful young master.

Now that he had a scandal and even a son, he could not be watched by the whole country.

Tang Jiyao had already arranged for the scandal to be exposed, and at the same time, a few seniors who were highly respected in the entertainment industry would come forward to clarify it. He and Gu Xijiu had already received their marriage certificates.

Gu Xijiu and Tang Ting's household registration were also arranged accordingly.

*

When they returned to the Tang family's old house, they saw little Tang Ting.

The beautiful and delicate little boy was so sleepy that he could not open his eyes. However, he still sat on the Sofa and waited for Xia Ling.

Until he saw Xia Ling.

"Mom... "

He was shocked and jumped off the SOFA. like a baby swallow in his arms, he ran over and hugged Xia Ling's leg.

"Good Little Ting! Why aren't you sleeping? "

Xia Ling smelled the fragrance of Tang Ting's body. He had obviously showered and brushed his teeth.

Tang Ting looked at Xia ling and lowered his head. He was obedient and a little uneasy.

"I want mommy to sleep with me. "

Xia Ling was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

Although Tang Ting was already three or four years old, they only lived in one bedroom and did not share the bed with her.

It was fine during the day when they suddenly came to such a big villa like the Tang family. At night, he would sleep alone. He would be scared, right?

Xia Ling said, "then, little ting, wait for mommy. Mommy will go wash up and then go sleep with little Ting, okay? "

"Okay! " Tang Ting replied, his big eyes smiling into a crescent moon.

However, Tang Ting was happy. Tang Jiyao, who was beside him, followed Xia Ling in.

When he heard the interaction between the mother and son, his face turned a little dark.

Although it was only a marriage certificate, he and Gu Xijiu had been separated for a long time. Was Tonight his wedding night?

When they were eating Western food, Tang Jiyao was a little tempted.

He did not expect that his son would ruin the situation... ...

*

Xia Ling put down Tang Ting and felt a resentful gaze behind her.

She curled her lips. Xia Ling did not seem to feel anything from Tang Jiyao's gaze.

She followed the servants to Tang Ting's room. She removed her makeup, washed her face, and changed into her pajamas.

By the time she was done with the bottles and bottles of skin care, the little boy who was waiting for her to sleep on the bed had already fallen asleep.

If Xia Ling was willing, she could go to Tang Jiyao's room now.

However, from the moment they reunited to the moment they received their marriage certificate, Tang Jiyao's affection for her had only increased by half a flower.

Now, his affection for her was only three and a half cherry blossoms.

He wasn't even satisfied with four flowers, yet he still wanted to eat meat?

Devil King Tang should just wait and see!

*

He pretended to come out to drink water.

Tang Jiyao came out of the study three times.

On the third trip, he saw that the lights in Tang Ting's children's room had already been turned off. Clearly, the person inside had already fallen asleep.

Tang Jiyao's little thoughts of anticipation instantly turned into ashes.

The heart rolls up a gust of cool wind.