Chapter 1870
The man grinned as he smiled and his son gave him a hand.
"Oh, then you can continue to y, I''ll go back to the room and take a bath!" After Monica White finished, she turned around and left, but her mind still lingered on.
"Son, we''ve taken a bath too." The man said with a low voice as he stared at the woman''s back.
"Okay, Daddy, do you want to take a shower for me? Or let Mummy wash for me!" The little guy''s affection for Daddy was rising. It turned out that the roles of Daddy and Mummy were so different.
"It''s up to the man to do the man''s thing. You''ll be the little man in our family from now on." Stinson Wayne said, then he turned to the bathroom and the little guy immediately followed him like a little tail.
Monica White returned to the room, her heart still beating. Damn it, did that man do it on purpose?
Trying to erase the picture she saw earlier, Monica White took her pajamas into the room and took a shower. When she saw that her son hadn''t entered her room, she ran to the next room.
After a while, she realized that her son had been carried out of the bathroom by the man. The man was wearing only a white bath towel.
"Son will sleep with me tonight, go rest!" The man saw her standing at the door and announced immediately.
After hearing this, Monica White immediately rejected: "No, my son has always slept with me. I am afraid that he won''t be able to sleep with you." "Mummy!" The little guy took a shower and started to feel sleepy. Sure enough, when he saw Monica White, he instinctively extended his small hand towards her and asked for a hug.
Monica White immediately walked over. Without waiting for the man to answer, she picked up her son and left.
Stinson Wayne''s handsome expression instantly darkened.
She dared not to give him face.
Even though he was annoyed, he did not dare to treat the mother and the child bad, he could only endure the feeling of loneliness.
Monica White hugged her son and returned to the room. She gently patted her son''s shoulders. The little guy got used to Mummy''s breath and fell asleep very quickly.
Monica White also slept peacefully.
The next morning!
Monica White was woken up by the rm clock. She slept wellst night, her face red and shiny, and her young skin was full and tender. She had long hair and waszy to get up.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open.
"Ah..." Monica White did not expect this man to enter her room so casually. She was shocked at this moment. She immediately instinctively protected her chest and stared at him with beautiful eyes: "Why don''t you knock?"
"Have you seen anyone knocks on the door in his home?" The man said confidently.
Monica White had an urge to hit the wall. Well, this is not her home. She is not qualified to ask him like this.
However, she was using this room now, he should respect her privacy, right?
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The man stared directly at her. Two secondster, heughed: "you don''t have anything for me to watch. What are you worried about?"
"You ..." Monica White saw that he had been so derisive of her, and instantly flushed her face. "Get out, I want to change my clothes!" "I''m here to wake up my son. I''ll send him to schoolter!" The man finished and squatting down and kissing his son''s tender face. "Mummy!" The little guy instinctively leaned towards him, but his little mouth shouted at Monica White.
Monica White was finally happy. When she saw the man''s face darken, sheughed proudly.
The man gritted his teeth angrily. In the next second, he directly copied his son into his arms.
The little guy woke up and blinked. When he saw the man, he was confused: "Daddy, why are you here?"
"I want to send you to school, get up quickly!" The man''s voice returned to gentleness when his son was shocked.
"Oh, okay!" The little guy nodded obediently.
The man hugged his son and said to Monica White, "My son''s clothes have been around for a long time. After work, let''s go out and buy something to son!"
"You can go by yourself!" Monica White didn''t want to go shopping with him. Besides, she was busy at work and didn''t have time.
"You don''t care about son''s affairs at all." The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice angered her.
"I''m not indifferent to my son, I''m indifferent to you!" Monica White rebutted him rudely.
The man''s handsome face instantly covered ayer of chill. This woman seemed to really hate him.
"Mummy, you go together, I want to
go shopping with you and Daddy!" The little guy''s pair of savvy eyes waspletely awake.. Monica White gave her son a look: "Mummy will buy you some new clothes at noon, and I''ll buy you a toy!
"Really? Yay, Mummy is great!" The little guy knew that Mummy would definitely care about him.
The man felt the feeling of being left out for the first time. His handsome face was dark and he snorted.
Since this woman was so offensive to go out with him, he could do something to force her.
Monica White picked a set of cool clothes to change and let him go downstairs first.
Monica White changed into professional attire. Inside was a thin ck shirt, and a beige dress was worn outside the word skirt. The
style was simple, pure and Roset
and her temperament
complemented each other very well.
She went downstairs and saw that her son was already sitting in the dining room with the man for breakfast.
The man was in an iron-grey shirt and a ck suit. He was domineering. The only thing that was amazing was his year-round frozen eyes. The moment he looked at his son, it was as gentle as water.
The little guy was well trained by Monica White. He ate by himself and he did not have the chance to feed him
"Mummy, hurry up and eat. I''ll help you pour the milk, and this is the bread that I''ve wrapped for you!"
Stinson also wanted to praise him et
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son''s good appetite,e
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"Thank you! son!" Monica White touched his head and did not forget to kiss him on his short hair. Stinson Wayne''s handsome face was frozen for a moment. Wouldn''t this woman train his son to take care of her at home?