Rebirth In the End of the World Raising Buns

Wang Wenyu picked up the little fat man, and the sergeant immediately slipped away like a loach. [((eight \u003cone small \u003csaid {net])]]

When the little fat man saw his dear father, he happily hugged Wang Wenyu's neck and kept calling, "Dad————" He called "Daddy" the most fluently. Every time Wen Luming heard him say this word, he said I feel envious of being so smooth, why doesn't the little fat man call "Mom"?

When Wang Wenyu was called out by the little fat man's tender voice, he immediately changed from a cold and strict boss to a gentle and patient dad. He softened his cold breath and said softly, "Miss Dad?"

Then he said to Wen Luming: "Come to the office." After speaking, he hugged the little fat man and walked to his office with Wen Luming.

Wen Luming looked at the offices on both sides, and suddenly saw Zhou Wen winking and making faces at her in an office window, and she couldn't help laughing.

Looking forward, Wang Wenyu's tall figure was walking in front, as steady and reliable as a straight and thick mountain. He was hugging the chubby little fat man, who was lying on his shoulders, and his round eyes were right in front of him. look at yourself.

The little fat man smiled and lay on his father's shoulder and waved his hands towards her. Looking at the picture of father and son, Wen Luming suddenly felt a warm current gushing out of his heart, and then a flower bloomed in his heart Come.

Seeing that Lu Ming did not follow, Wang Wenyu turned around and stretched out a hand towards her. Wen Luming immediately walked up quickly, holding his big warm hand.

Wang Wenyu didn't speak, he just hugged his fat son in one hand and his lover in the other, and walked towards his office.

"It's fucking cruel! Showing affection among us single dogs, the boss is so full that he doesn't know how hungry he is..." There was a sigh from someone behind him, and the corners of Wang Wenyu's mouth turned up: abuse Die these bastards! How dare you steal my son from me!

Wang Wenyu's office arrived soon. The company is not big, and there is only a place for him in it. Obviously, it is his personal office.

The office has his personal style, cold and simple desks and chairs, the desktop is clean and tidy, pen holders, documents and a stack of materials are neatly placed in their respective positions.

There is also a computer on the table, which is turned on, probably used by him for office work, and it seems that the network has begun to be repaired on a small scale.

Not far from his desk, there were tables and chairs for meeting guests, so Wang Wenyu carried the little fat man to the sofa there.

The little fat man got off Wang Wenyu's arms, and immediately looked around curiously.

He came to this office building that he had never been to before today, and everything he saw was new and interesting, so he often stared curiously at the things he had never seen before.

At this moment, he was looking around by himself, not pestering his father, nor rushing to crawl around, just looking at the empty office with big round eyes, the green plants in the big flower pots, and the display File cabinets with piles of information and documents.

They were all ordinary things, but when he saw them in an unfamiliar place, he naturally had to look at them in light of the surrounding environment.

"He is suitable for being a scout." Wang Wenyu came to a conclusion when he saw his son looking around like this.

Wen Luming felt the same way about him, saying, "He is just naturally more vigilant, and the first thing he does when he arrives in a strange place is to observe the surrounding terrain."

"Yes, by observing the environment at the first time, you can detect where it is good for defense and where it is easy to escape, so I said he is suitable as a scout and is very sensitive to the environment." Wang Wenyu said, hoping to persuade Wen Luming to agree his statement.

He didn't know that his parents were arguing for his character. His father had even chosen a future career for him. He was really a "dedicated" father!

Wen Luming ignored Wang Wenyu's statement, Wang Wenyu had no choice but to stop the topic, and asked again: "Why did you think of bringing him here?"

"He doesn't want to stay at home anymore. If he wants to go out to play, I'll bring him here and wait for you to get off work." Wen Luming replied while looking around his office like a son.

Wang Wenyu chuckled: "I knew he couldn't help but want to come out to play. Today you are free and he will definitely not be willing to be bored at home." He still held Wen Luming's hand in his hand. At that time, the little fat man was playing by himself, while he was playing with Wen Luming's soft and delicate hand.

He squeezed Wen Luming's hand lightly, and then used his fingers to lightly swipe across the skin of her hand, a kind of itchy feeling passed from Wen Luming's hand to her heart, causing a tingling numbness .

Wen Luming trembled from being pinched by him, and quickly pulled out his hand, but Wang Wenyu didn't let go, and held her hand tightly. Hearing that Lu Ming was alive, he squeezed Wang Wenyu's hand hard with his other free hand, but his hand was too hard and leathery. After pinching for a long time, his own hand was tired. Nothing happened to Wang Wenyu's hands.

Wang Wenyu laughed softly after being pinched by her, her little strength was nothing to him, so he still tightly held Wen Luming's little hand.

"Let go of me!" Wen Luming said.

"Don't let go!" Wang Wenyu deliberately contradicted her, smiling and shaking the hand holding her hand.

Two adults whose IQ drops to the level of their son when they fall in love are playing this childish game. But the clever little fat man has already "surveyed" the environment. Seeing that his parents ignored him and played with their own behind his back, he got angry.

He crawled between Wang Wenyu and Wen Luming, and sat down on the hand they were holding, not feeling too flustered.

Then he raised his head to look at his father, and then at his mother, yelling, unfortunately he couldn't express what he meant, but his small appearance and tone already showed what he wanted to say: "What are you playing?" ? Why don't you play with me?"

Wang Wenyu sighed in his heart. Sure enough, children are just small light bulbs, shining brightly there. How can parents connect with each other? He couldn't help but complained and glanced at his fat son, and had to let go of Wen Luming's hand, and instead lifted the heavy little fat boy, letting him sit on his lap.

"Look, my son's hands are also fun." Wen Luming is also an unreliable mother. She doesn't have to be played with her own hands by Wang Wenyu, but she turns around and plays with her fat son's hands.

The little fat man's fingers are all fleshy, white, tender and short, and there are meaty dimples on the back of the fingers. When pinched, it is like pinching a ball of cotton. It is extremely soft. Wen Luming pinched it for a while , handed the chubby paw in front of Wang Wenyu's eyes in amazement, and said as if offering a treasure: "Try—"

"..." This time it was Wang Wenyu's turn to be speechless.

"..." This is a silly little fat man.

What a pity to meet parents who treat themselves as toys! (To be continued.)