President Daddy is awesome: President loves to the bone

Rong Yuxuan couldn't laugh or cry, if this continues, his son won't be pampered like a little ancestor, right?

However, he really didn't think there was anything wrong with Luo Qingye pampering Xiaobao so unconditionally.

In fact, he felt perfectly right.

In his childhood, no one had spoiled him unconditionally, and he could not do so unconditionally. Now that Luo Qingye did this, he was actually very sweet.

Of course, this is also because he believes that no matter how much he spoils his son, he will never be spoiled.

It's a kind of... lost confidence.

Well... After all, it's his son!
While thinking about it, Rong Yuxuan cooperated with Luo Qingye and Xiaobao, raised his hands in a gesture of 'surrender', and said in a helpless tone: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"It's more or less the same." Luo Qingye said, then touched Xiaobao's back, and coaxed softly: "Xiaobao said, should we forgive Dad?"

Xiao Bao turned his head to look at Rong Yuxuan, because Luo Qingye couldn't see his expression, he proudly made a face at Rong Yuxuan, finally turned around, and nodded reluctantly.

"Our Little Treasure is so obedient and so sensible. This way I will forgive Dad!" Luo Qingye said, smacking and kissing Little Treasure's face.

Of course, Luo Qingye was still wearing a mask, so the mask just 'kissed' Xiaobao's face.

This was enough to make Rong Yuxuan jealous and Xiaobao terrified.

Rong Yuxuan quickly walked to Luo Qingye's side, leaned forward, and put his face in front of Luo Qingye.

Xiao Bao pushed Rong Yuxuan's face away with a look of disgust.

The corners of Luo Qingye's eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Rong Yuxuan frowned, looked at Luo Qingye and muttered: "You can't treat one more favorably than another..."

"It's just treating one person more favorably than another." Luo Qingye said.

Xiao Bao nodded with a frightened face, put his arms around Luo Qingye's neck, and kissed Luo Qingye's mask.

"Brat..." Rong Yuxuan became even more jealous.

But... there is absolutely no way.

Rong Yuxuan put on an indignant look, stretched out his arms to grab Luo Qingye's waist, and put him half in his arms.

Luo Qingye almost bit her own tongue.

The body was stiff for a while, and then slowly softened, and said in a low voice: "You... let go, this is outside, so many people are watching."

"We wear masks, no one can see." Rong Yuxuan said.

"Don't you need to brush your face for a while?" Luo Qingye asked with a sideways glance at Rong Yuxuan.

A smile appeared in Rong Yuxuan's eyes, and he said, "What? Do you still remember this?"

"I don't have amnesia, how could I not remember this." Luo Qingye looked at Rong Yuxuan and said.

The smile in Rong Yuxuan's eyes became more and more obvious, and he finally said: "You don't need to swipe your face, you can also swipe your card. Zhiweixuan once gave me a card, and with that card, you can go in and spend directly without making a reservation."

However, the checkout price will be twice as expensive.

Of course, there is no need to tell Luo Qingye about this.

Anyway, to Rong Yuxuan, twice as expensive is nothing.

Money can be willful.

When they arrived at the door, the doorman was just about to ask Rong Yuxuan if he had a reservation, and Rong Yuxuan took a simple-looking card from his wallet.

The card is hand-carved with a simple pattern, just a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, with a row of small characters engraved on the bottom.

Looking at the wooden card, Luo Qingye involuntarily fell silent.