Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, his little hand suddenly stretched in, and his head kept arching towards the secretary's chest, and his rosy little mouth was smacking, as if he was extremely hungry.

The secretary was stunned. Before he could react, the thin shirt was stripped off by the young man's hands. Those words that could not be covered with breasts. The little guy didn't need much effort to find the "pacifier" he was familiar with...

The little guy's black eyes lit up, his rosy little mouth opened and he pierced his head...

"ah--!"

The next second, the secretary's screams in pain alarmed the rest of the presidential office.

Rong Shao raised his head from the pile of documents, his eyes darkened, and then his thin lips curled slightly: "What's wrong?"

The words were casual and the tone was leisurely, and they didn't look curious at all.

The secretary looked painful and looked at the noble young man in his arms tremblingly, then looked at the handsome man like help: "President... Young Marshal, Young Marshal..."

It seemed a little difficult to speak out, and the secretary blushed and stuttered.

"Xiaoshuai wants to drink milk?" Rong Yan felt that it was necessary to say it for her, otherwise by the time she said it, Xiaoshuai probably had enough fun.

"Yes...yes..." The secretary's face turned red, and there was a hint of pain.

However, the young man in his arms was too noble. Even if it hurts, she could not show any resistance or dissatisfaction.

"Um."

Mr. Rong nodded, expressing his understanding, looking at the little guy who didn't know if he wanted to drink milk when he was hungry or liked to grind his teeth during the period of teething. He pondered for a moment and added: "It's good that he's having enough fun. This month's salary will be 5%."

"Okay, OK, President..." the secretary responded tremblingly.

The sensitive point on the chest was bitten and kept tearing it hard. The secretary was in tears. A face with delicate makeup had begun to twist...

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

The little guy bit enough and fooled him enough saliva. He smashed his mouth and patted the secretary's chest as if he was disgusted. He flattened his mouth and took his head back.

"Why are you still standing there? Feeding!" Young Master Rong, who had been observing his son, drank low a secretary to feed him as soon as the little guy pulled his mouth away.

Of course, this feeding is really a bottle feed, not a little guy bites it and plays with it...

"Oh, I understand, the president." Another secretary quickly stood up, took the bottle from the nanny, and then turned around and came back to feed the little guy.

The little guy held the bottle in both hands, and Guru Guru drank so happily, while drinking his black eyes and staring at him stubbornly.

Rong Shaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile and a faint doting flashed in his dark eyes, and then he lowered his head and started working.

Not only does it take a lot of work, but you have to take this little devil who is troubled by others. It’s really... a headache!

…………

Canada.

The sun is bright and the sky is clear.

"Mumo, the weather is good today, let's go out to bask in the sun. Qiange hasn't been out for almost a month since he has seen the sunshine. He will definitely not like to hide in the bedroom." Luo Anning pushed open the door of Lu Momo's bedroom, walked to her bed, held her hand, and suggested softly.

When I first came to Canada to see the scenes of Mo Qiange and Lu Momo, Luo Anning still feels scared.
Chapter completed!