Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

After the children finished eating the cantaloupe, the servant wiped their hands.

Mom, can porridge play games for a while?

No, you should go to sleep.

Don't even look at what time it is and still want to play games?

Is this game addiction a bit big?

It seems that you have to find a chance to quit!

The children don't know yet that a terrible nightmare is coming.

For boys, game consoles are life!

Whether it is an adult or a child, the idea is inherently consistent on this point!

After Su Zhixiao finished drinking the milk, he saw the child's pouting, very unhappy.

Put down the glass and take the first two steps:

Come on, mom will take you back to your room to take a shower.

don't want!

He broke free from his mother's hand, and ran back a few steps angrily, lying on the sofa with his small body, panting.

It was the first time for Su Zhixiao to see his son lose his temper, and he was a little taken aback, but he soon regained his composure.

His face paled slightly, and he frowned.

If the little guy looked back, he could tell that his mother was angry at the moment.

It's a pity that the children didn't get this.

Fu Zhizhou, are you sure you don't want to go back to your room? There was a bit of sternness in his tone.

Children, no matter how spoiled they are usually.

But once you encounter this situation, you must not be used to it anymore!

The education education!

I'll ask you one last time, can you go upstairs?

The small body on the sofa remained motionless.

Seeing this, Su Zhixiao's slightly frowned brows deepened, and finally he stretched out his hands to rub the center of his brows twice, and ordered the servants present:

Leave him alone!

I love it!

The young lady has spoken, no matter how much everyone loves the young master, they dare not go forward.

After Su Zhixiao finished giving his orders, he turned around and went upstairs.

As a result, the child on the sofa looked up and saw that his mother had really left, the crying became several times louder in an instant.

Wow. Mom is bad.

bad?

That's bad.

Su Zhixiao still ignored the children downstairs and went straight back to the room.

However, the door was not closed.

Several servants in the hall, you looked at me, I looked at you, and finally, they all looked at Aunt Feng:

Sister Feng, what should I do? The young master can't stand crying like this!

Aunt Feng took a deep breath:

Turn up the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, Xiaoju, go get a glass of boiled water.

Tired of crying, thirsty, replenish water in time.

Xiaoju nodded:

Okay, I'll go now.

If the young lady doesn't let go, she can only do this at most.

I just hope that the young master can come back soon after the entertainment.

The little man cried for a long time, probably because he saw that no one came forward to pay attention to him, the crying gradually died down, he sat up and looked around.

Finally, he picked up the water glass and drank several sips of boiled water.

Finally comfortable.

Grandma Feng!

Hey, do you still want water, young master?

The kid shook his head:

Where's my mother?

The young lady is back in the room. Young master, you should go upstairs and apologize to the young lady. The young lady loves you the most and won't be really angry with you.

However, the kid sucked his nose twice:

I don't want it, it's because my mother is bad!

Tsk.

Very good, it's not time for mediation yet!

Aunt Feng and the others all supported their foreheads.

And the little man didn't know what to think of:

Grandma Feng, when did my uncle come back? asked.

The young master has a social event tonight, so he will be very late when he comes back.

Hearing this, the kid hummed:

Then I'll call Dad.