My Genius Son And His Billionaire Daddy

Su Meng sent little Kaikai to the kindergarten in the morning and handed him a small box. "This is a biscuit baked by mom this morning. You can share it with the children in the class."

Little Kaikai especially liked the biscuits baked by his mother. He was not happy to give them to other children, so his mouth tooted slightly.

Su Meng was so amused that she pinched his pouted mouth with her fingers. "If you like to eat, mom can make it for you tomorrow, but you should learn to share good things with your friends."

"They are not my friends." Little Kaikai stressed with a small face that his friends would not be so stupid and like to circle around him.

Su Meng originally intended to tease her son a few more words, but she swept her watch and boasted that it was 8 o'clock, for fear that she would be stuck in the middle of the road later.

She quickly hugged little Kaikai hard, "baby, mom is going to work, otherwise it's too late. Come on, kiss one, let's say goodbye

Xiaokaikai dropped two feather like kisses on Su Meng's cheek. Her black and shining eyes stared at Su Meng. "Mom, see you in the evening."

Su Meng waved to him, "baby, see you in the evening. Remember to give the biscuits to the children in the class. "

She watched xiaokaikai step back and slowly enter the kindergarten, thinking that no matter how high Xiaokai's IQ, she would be reluctant to go to the kindergarten at the beginning.

It's just that the little boy has a hard mouth and wants to face up. He doesn't dare to say it.

When little Kaikai completely disappeared in her sight, she turned and got into the taxi in a hurry. Remember the website m.luoqiuxzw.com

when she arrived at the company, she handed the biscuits to Zhang Xiaoyun, "Xiaoyun, I made some biscuits this morning, you try them!"

Looking at the biscuits neatly placed in the paper bag, Zhang Xiaoyun sniffed the rich milk flavor and exclaimed, "designer Su, you are too good! I can make biscuits. "

Su Meng said with a smile, "my son likes to eat biscuits very much. He learned to coax him before. I'm making milk today. Let's try it together. "

There are still more than ten minutes to clock in. In order to rush to clock in, some people can't bear the smell of milk biscuits without having breakfast. Qi Qi feeds Zhang Xiaoyun.

The biscuits in the paper bag are in the shape of animals, including dogs, cats and more pandas.

It smells delicious!

Zhang Xiaoyun squeezed a piece and put it into his mouth. His mouth was full of rich milk flavor. The biscuit was baked soft and crisp, and the taste was very delicious.

After a bite, she praised Su Meng, "designer Su, the biscuits you made are so delicious. It's better than the imported biscuits I bought in the supermarket! "

People around him also gave Su Meng a thumbs up, "designer Su, great!"

Bill, the manager, saw a group of people gathered at the gate of the company. He also came over with a smile and asked in stiff Chinese, "are you doing forest?"

Su Meng explained with a smile in French, "I made some biscuits and brought them to you to try."

Bill was a little surprised. "Sue, you can make biscuits. I know for the first time. I'll try it, too. "

After eating a biscuit, he was so shocked that his eyes were almost staring out. "Oh, Sue, it's delicious! It's better than the biscuits I got at the five-star Michelin restaurant! "

The people of F like exaggeration. Su Meng blushes with exaggeration.

And just then, Lin Xiyu, dressed in black, appeared at the door of the company, looking coldly at Su Meng in the crowd, "what are you doing? When it's a supermarket or a restaurant, don't forget we sell clothes! "

The original lively atmosphere seems to have been splashed with a bucket of ice water, and the smiles on all faces are a little stiff.