Son, This Is Your CEO Daddy

The day Jiang Mochuan came back was late at night five days after Chen Xi was talking about piano lessons with Xiao Baozi. All the servants in the family and Wang Ma had already rested. Even Chen Xi didn’t know that Jiang Mochuan would come back so late and lay early. Chasing novels in bed.

‘Kang Dang------’

"Who is it?" Chen Xi lying on the bed, clearly heard the sound of something being hit in the living room.

It has been a long time since I heard a sound coming from the living room downstairs, Chen Xi was still a little worried.

The little bun is next door, how can I feel relieved.

After thinking about it, Chen Xi turned on the flashlight of the phone and walked towards the door step by step.

After opening the anti-feudalists, Chen Xi hadn't seen what was in front of him, and a pressure came to his lips.

Chen Xi, who hadn't reacted yet, had his eyes covered by the person in front of him when he reacted. It was pitch black and there was no light source.

However, the smell of tobacco in Chen Xi's nasal cavity was very familiar to Chen Xi.

"Jiang Mochuan, when did you come back?"

"Why don't you know how to call me and send me a message to let me know that you are coming back tonight so I can pick you up at the airport." Just when Chen Xi was about to be kissed and breathless, the talents let go and changed. The palm of Chen Xi's eyes.

Seeing the person coming, Chen Xi's longing for many days all surged within a time.

Finally, it turned into a mist and covered his eyes, looking at Jiang Mochuan in front of him.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, am I back?" Jiang Mochuan looked at a loss when he saw Chen Xi's tears.

After so many years in shopping malls, I have never encountered the problem of women crying. Even if I am often urged by my mom at home to find a girlfriend, I still don’t want to find my mom and cry. When a filial son leaves home, my mother is always coaxed by her father.

Seeing his own woman crying, Jiang Mochuan really didn't know what to do.

"Puff--I thought you would be back in a few days." Chen Xi looked at Jiang Mochuan's helpless appearance and couldn't help laughing.

I usually see too much Jiang Mochuan's expressionless face, and I see new expressions on Jiang Mochuan's face again and again, and every time I feel particularly fulfilled.

"have you eaten?"

"You haven't eaten yet. Go back to your room and take a shower. I'll cook you some supper and fill your stomach first." After relieving her emotions, Chen Xi remembered that it was already midnight. I guess Jiang Mochuan hadn't eaten yet.

"No need to do it, just ask Mother Wang to get up and do something."

"Don't touch the water until the injury on your hand is completely healed." Jiang Mochuan was reluctant to let Chen Xi cook for himself, and grabbed Chen Xi's back collar who was about to go downstairs.

"Come on, you, don't see how fragile I am all day long. I'm not such a weak person. Just a small wound will heal better." Chen Xi turned around and patted Jiang Mochuan. Said the hand.

Then he walked down the stairs by himself, still babbling in his mouth.

Standing at the door of the room, looking at a housewife, complaining constantly, Jiang Mochuan looked at Chen Xi's back and felt that Chen Xi's small size looked like the most beautiful picture in all the scenery he had seen. Draw the same.

When Jiang Mochuan came out of the bathroom and walked downstairs wearing household pajamas after taking a shower, he just happened to see Chen Xi walking towards the dining table with his face facing up.

"Come over for dinner, and go to bed early after eating." Chen Xi looked at Jiang Mochuan who was walking downstairs.

I still remember that the pajamas on Jiang Mochuan and the pajamas I wore on him were couple pajamas. I don’t know who Jiang Mochuan, a man with the image of an overbearing president, learned from, and even thought of wearing a couple pajamas with her.

Chen Xi suddenly realized that a person's temperament is really innate and cannot be cultivated.

Seeing Jiang Mochuan slurping noodles in front of him, people can see the innate temperament that Jiang Mochuan can still feel.

"Go to the sofa and bring me something in your bag, and bring me the notebooks by the way." Jiang Mochuan did not answer Chen Xi's words, raised his head and smiled, and Chen Xi turned his head and glanced at the sofa.

"Suspicious, do you really think you're still a kid like your son?" Chen Xi scolded with a smile, or honestly walked to the sofa and directly brought the whole bag to Jiang Mochuan.

"My wife, come and take a look." Jiang Mochuan took out a black ordinary bag from the mountaineering bag. He couldn't see what was in it, so he let Chen Xi look at the notebook first.

In the notebook, it was recorded that Jiang Mochuan went to a temple to work concurrently while climbing. The other person was a lama, and he handed Jiang Mochuan a black bag placed on the table.

Seeing this, Chen Xi turned his attention to the black cloth bag placed on the table by Jiang Mochuan.

"Um-I didn't see that you are quite superstitious?"

"I didn't want to lead you to be so superstitious to learn from others to ask gods and worship Buddha." Chen Xi is not an atheist, on the contrary, she believes in ghosts and gods.

But he never thought that a man like Jiang Mochuan would even go to the temple to pray for God and worship Buddha.

Chen Xi didn't go without Jiang Mochuan's permission to open the black cloth bag Jiang Mochuan put on the table.

But the curiosity in his eyes has already captured Chen Xi's inner curiosity.

"Don't think about it, open it and have a look, it's for you." Jiang Mochuan knew that Chen Xi could not wait to know what was in the black cloth bag. In order to let Chen Xi know the surprise he gave Chen Xi earlier, Jiang Mochuan visited China. Chen Xi went to open the cloth bag in person.

"Huh? This is?" In the black cloth bag was a black square box. When opened, there were two bracelets woven with braided rope, one black and one red.

There are three other bodhi seeds in the middle of the bracelet that look like they are wrapped in silver. Chen Xi is beloved, a little confused about Jiang Mochuan's intentions.

"I went to the mountain to ask for this. I can pray that the wearer's feelings are happy and happy. The red one belongs to you, with my hair in it."

"The black one is mine, with your hair tied inside." Jiang Mochuan took the two bracelets held by Chen Xi, and put the bracelet on Chen Xi's wrist.

"My hair?"

"When did you cut my hair?" Chen Xi was still a little confused. When was her hair cut by Jiang Mochuan?

Why don't you know?

"Cough cough--don't think about it so much, wear it well on your hand." Jiang Mochuan didn't know how to answer Chen Xi's question, so he coughed awkwardly and changed the subject.

Chen Xi didn't take this matter to heart, just as Jiang Mochuan came back.

"Your son asked me today when you will be back."

"Do you want to see him?" Chen Xi kept looking at the bracelet on her wrist.

I really love it. This is probably the first time Jiang Mochuan has given her a gift.

"Well, I brought a gift to that kid, otherwise I should say that I am partial." Jiang Mochuan nodded and said.

Before going to bed with Chen Xi, Jiang Mochuan smashed into Xiao Baozi's room.

But what the gift Jiang Mochuan gave Xiao Baozi Chen Xi didn't know. Originally, Chen Xi wanted to take a look, but Jiang Mochuan refused.

He curled his lips, and didn't know what novel stuff could make Jiang Mochuan hide so much without letting himself know.