Mo Qingye, you get back here for me!" Seeing that he had already sat in the sports car, Tang Yucheng remained composed, his voice a cold command.Tang Moqing, sitting in the sports car, trembled all ov...Chapter 344: This is a very troublesome problem.

"Madam Rong, this little rascal only allows his father to hold him. He cries if anyone else touches him, even me.

"An Xiaotu smiled helplessly," 。"Uh" Rong Shen was taken aback, saying unconvincingly, "So magical" She had never seen a child who clung to his father and cried even when his mother touched him. She felt that her second young mistress was exaggerating. 。"Well, yes, it's that magical. 。"An Xiaotu said, taking the child from Tang Yucheng's hands and showing it to Rong." 。The next second, the little guy immediately pouted, tears welling up in his eyes as if he were about to cry. 。"You see " 。She carried the child to her aunt's face and then heard the little one start crying loudly. 。"The second young mistress, please let me hold the little master for a bit. I have plenty of experience with children." 。"The old woman, full of herself and boasting, disbelievingly took the little boy's hand with a gentle touch." 。However, the little one left his mother's embrace and cried even louder. No matter how Grandma Rong soothed him, he couldn't stop crying. 。Finally, Rong's mother could only helplessly return the child to An Xiaotu. Then, An Xiaotu gave the crying son back to Tang Yucheng to comfort him. 。Seeing the child who was crying loudly one second, and stopped immediately upon being held by Tang Yucheng without any need for soothing, Rong Shen was so shocked that her jaw nearly dropped. 。Cry when you want to cry, stop when you want to stop, it's amazing. 。Rong Shen couldn't understand. Her second young master had a cold face that was always tense, and she didn't even dare to look at him directly. And the second young mistress was so kind and easy to get along with, but the little young master actually preferred the cold second young master instead of his gentle mother. 。"Auntie, let's go upstairs first." 。" Looking at a man silently carrying a child upstairs, An Xiaotu smiled and greeted Rong's aunt, then followed up. 。"Xiao Shuang, have you ever held the young master" Rong Shen touched Ling Shuang's arm and asked in a low voice. 。The little master is so adorable, pink and tender, and small. He just won't let anyone touch him. His personality is too precious and aloof, oh well! "No..." 。"Ling Shuang coldly denied." 。Knowing that the young master left the second young master, and without breast milk to soothe him, he would cry. She wouldn't be so bored to try and make the young master cry. 。"Speaking of which, the young master looks just like the second young master when he was a child," 。"The mistress sighed with emotion and said" 。Although she had arrived at the Tang family when the second young master was already a handsome teenager in his teens, the mistress would occasionally show the maidservants who were considered more capable photos of the second and third young masters from their childhood. 。She had seen him so many times that she remembered what the second young master looked like when he was a child. 。"Oh 。Ling Shuang faintly responded. 。She doesn't know what the second young master looked like when he was a child, but the younger master is quite handsome. 。Upstairs,An Xiaotu looked at the spotless room. The window was still open, and a few flowers with a faint fragrance were placed in a vase on the table. Their petals swayed gently in the breeze, giving her a warm feeling of coming home. 。Suddenly, she thought of a problem, "Yu Cheng, you said that my son doesn't let me take him, so how will you go to work later I can't keep soothing him with breastfeeding so he doesn't cry, can I" 。“This is a really headache-inducing problem ” 。Upon hearing her question, Tang Yucheng pursed his lips and fell into deep thought. 。After a while, he said, "Then take him to work." 。This little rascal is only manageable by himself, but luckily, the son is in his arms and unusually well-behaved, so he shouldn't be too much of a distraction to his work. 。"Are you kidding me" An Xiaotu looked at him with a strange expression. 。He's not an ordinary person, and his work is extraordinary either. He's already so busy on a daily basis, how can he work with his son by his side "Then just leave him at home, you come..." 。He said nonchalantly. 。He said it a long time ago, this little guy is too much trouble. 。 He needs breast milk to leave, without it he cries and can't be soothed. 。He had looked up a lot of information online before, but he had never seen a case like his son who wouldn't let others get close. 。This little brat is simply out of the ordinary. 。 Meanwhile, he couldn't take too much vacation time because of his job. Especially since Si Kong Liu Yi was still at large, he had to keep chasing the case and couldn't stop. 。"I... I think I'd rather not. My son is too powerful, I don't think I can handle him." 。"An Xiaotui giggled and refused." 。Just thinking about how to comfort her son made her chest ache. 。And when the son drinks, he gets full and spits up milk, then she can't continue feeding him. Without breast milk, he cries, so she has no choice but to let this man soothe him. 。Tang Yucheng pondered seriously and intently for a while. 。"You can come to work with me too. " 。"

A decisive hammer blow 。The next dayAt about eight o'clock in the morning, An Xiaotu was woken up by a man. 。During her confinement period at the Tang family, she slept until she woke up naturally. 。It had been ages since she woke up this early, so she was a little grumpy with puffy cheeks, glaring resentfully at some culprit. 。Tang Yucheng, holding his son, calmly bent down and kissed her lips forcefully. 。The little rascal is hungry 。He smiled faintly and said: 。"Ugh, I told you not to call him that! Either call him son, or Annian or Little Treasure." 。"Little An Bunny clenched her little hand into a fist and pounded it against her chest." 。The little punk sounded like he was being scolded. 。But this man refused to change his words, insisting on calling his son "little rabbit". 。Tang Yucheng's cold and hard facial lines softened as he handed his son to her, "Feed your son quickly. Later we have to go to work, my little ll secretary" 。" An Xiaotu listened to his words, the only bit of morning grumpiness she had vanished instantly. She began feeding her son skillfully and efficiently. 。This man said yesterday that he wanted me to go to work with him, and if necessary, help take care of his son, or help him pass documents and find some information. 。Hearing that she could be of help, An Xiaotui was very happy and willing. 。After she had fed her son and returned him to Tang Yucheng's arms, she got out of bed to wash up, change clothes, and finally went downstairs with Tang Yucheng to have breakfast. 。Knowing that her young master wouldn't drink any formula, only breast milk, Rong Shu specially got up early and made a nourishing soup for An Xiaotu to increase milk supply. She also paired it with congee cooked with precious ingredients, as well as some small dishes, making it both nutritious and plentiful. 。Watching her second young master holding the little master while completely unaffected by his breakfast, a wave of emotion washed over him: To judge whether a man is a good husband at home, it's not just about his everyday life, but more importantly how he behaves during his wife's pregnancy and postpartum. 。It is obvious that her second young master is definitely an outstanding husband, not only doting on his wife, but also very gentle and loving to the youngest son. 。Even though the little master followed the second young master all the time, he never complained and silently accompanied him. It is said that he will even take the little master to work. 。stened to his words, "Now you can stick to me," with a tone full of blatant pride. She felt a little sour in her heart. 。Will he, in a few days, when she goes back, refuse to be close to her After a...