Chapter 331: The Little Guy Is a Bit Bad

ntence, Xiao Ya Bai interrupted him, "Jiang Yan Zhi, you little bastard! You actually sent my little Nuan back to the Tang family! I'm going to kill you today!"Over the years, she has lived abroad and...Chapter 331 This Little Guy is a Bit of a Troublemaker

Hearing her words, Tang Moqing's heart ached slightly. His devilishly handsome face tightened, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Have you ever thought about being with him

In all of North City, and even across the entire R Nation, countless women would desire to be with him; yet he desired only her, while she looked down upon him. But... what could they do about it

"Never thought about it before, it's okay. I allow you to start thinking about it now, about being with me in the future." He said with a self-assured and domineering smile.

She hadn't thought about being with him, nor did it prevent him from wanting to be with her.

"Tang Mo, I swear I won't ever want to be with you again!" Xiao Ya Bai desperately wanted to tear the arrogant smirk off his face.

This jerk doesn't understand a word I'm saying, does he

"That won't stop me from being with you." After everything was clear, Tang Moqing said in a calm and elegant manner.

If she likes money, he'll give it to her.

Xiao Ya Bai was so angry that she couldn't speak, she crossed her arms and turned her face to look out the window, biting her lip in silence.

It's pointless to try and communicate with a madman.

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North City, at night

An Xiaotu sat on the bed feeding her son and casually asked the man beside her, "By the way, Yucheng, I haven't seen Grandpa these past two days."

He used to tell himself he would take his son to see his grandfather, but these past two days he hasn't; and she also learned from the maid that the grandfather seemed to be absent from Tang Family Estate.

"Grandpa went to City C," he said truthfully.

His answer surprised An Xiaotu. After getting old, the old man rarely went out; even in normal times, he seldom left Tang's Manor.

Thinking of Tang Moqing staying in City C...

She asked, "Did Grandpa go to see your uncle"

But then she thought again, Tang Moqing flew back to Beisicheng from City C every weekend. It shouldn't be that she flew to City C because she missed Tang Moqing too much.

"I guess so." His answer was ambiguous.

So

An Xiaotu thought: It probably wasn't to specially watch Tang Moqing at night, perhaps it was for something else important.

"I see," she replied, understandingly, and didn't ask any further questions.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower."

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked into the bathroom.

During his vacation, he still had to work, but the tasks that required his personal attention were not many. He could finish them in a few hours during the day.

The little rascal is quite a handful, often waking up in the middle of the night. To avoid waking his wife, he immediately gets out of bed and turns on the light as soon as he hears his son whimpering. He then picks him up and soothes him for two or three hours before going back to sleep. Sometimes he wakes up early in the morning, around 5:00 a.m., and doesn't go back to sleep until around 10:00 a.m.

The little guy wouldn't drink any formula, fortunately An Xiaotu's breast milk was enough for him.

Often, in the middle of the night, when the little one was hungry, Tang Yucheng would gently and carefully lift her clothes to feed their son without waking her from her sleep.

After his son finished eating, he held him and rocked him to sleep before going back to bed himself.

Therefore, to ensure his son got enough sleep, Tang Yucheng, who juggled both roles of father and mother, usually went to bed before 9:30 PM.

……

After a while

Tang Yucheng finished his shower, wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and walked out.

Hearing the footsteps, An Xiaotu turned to look at him. Perhaps because he had just washed his hair, water was still dripping from it, occasionally falling onto his naked body. The droplets then flowed down along his graceful muscles and finally disappeared into the towel around his waist.

He has a perfect physique, with muscles but not exaggerated, like a work of art carefully sculpted by a master artisan. His body is free from any trace of excess fat; at 1.9 meters tall, he is tall and straight, with a perfect figure and an incredibly handsome face. Even the world's top models or high-profile male celebrities in the entertainment industry cannot compare to him.

Unknowingly, she stared at the water droplets on his body disappearing into the scarf around his waist, unable to look away for a moment.

Tang Yucheng was very satisfied with her reaction, and he felt a warmth in his stomach under her gaze.

"I'm glad you like my body. Want to touch it" He smirked, walking towards the bed.

"Get away, who wants to be touched." An Xiaotu hurriedly withdrew her gaze, a faint blush appeared on her small face, she said unconvincingly.

It's annoying, I don't rely on looks or figure to make a living. What's the point of being so attractive and confusing people

"I see you staring at me without blinking, I thought you wanted to touch me."

He walked to the bed and gestured for her to hand him the son, who was already fed.

The little one, with its keen sense of smell, immediately stretched out its tiny arms and waved them about the moment it caught his scent. An Xiaotu chuckled helplessly and passed the child over to him for a hug.

Unwillingly, the little guy's waving hand accidentally grabbed his bath towel, tugged it...

The silk towel Tang Yucheng had wrapped around his waist was gracefully torn away, falling to the floor.

This sudden turn of events left An Xiaotu stunned, staring blankly at his empty body for a long time, unable to recover.

Tang Yucheng's eyes darkened slightly, glancing at the oblivious Xiaojia who had no idea what she had done. He shook his head helplessly with a wry smile, bending down to pick up the bath towel lying on the carpet and wrapped it around himself quickly and efficiently.

Lastly, he took the little one from An Xiaotu's hands.

Only then did An Xiaotu come to her senses, feeling a lightness in her hand. She saw that the bath towel on his body had been put back on.

"Tang Yu Cheng, you scoundrel! You pervert! You weren't even wearing underwear underneath!" Remembering the scene just now, the thing in the bushes half-awake, she blushed and scolded.

"Little rabbit, you've seen it countless times and used it countless times, how can you still be so shy" Tang Yucheng leaned down and kissed her blood-red cheek, saying happily.

His words were direct and a bit ruffian-like, making An Xiaotu's cheeks even redder.

Because her body still ached, she lay down slowly, covering herself with the blanket.

In the covers, he hummed and shouted: "I'll never watch it again, I'll never use it again."

Tang Yucheng teased his son without speaking, thinking to himself: Could she just say she wouldn't look and it would be gone Could she just say she didn't need it and it would disappear Still as naive as ever.

"You little rascal, is that so"

An Xiaotu didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing him talk to his son, she lifted the covers and lay in bed watching the interacting father and son.

Such a scene made her feel incredibly warm and happy.

Of course, the little child couldn't understand his words, nor could he respond to them.

His chubby little hands patted Tang Yucheng's body and then reached around; since Tang Yucheng was naked, he couldn't grab anything, so he raised his small hand upwards, as if trying to catch something.

Tang Yucheng, seeing this, lifted the child higher and looked down to see what he was trying to do.

However, the next second—the car, I can't help but reminisce about this morning when I woke up until the wedding ended. Every time I think back, it feels like a dream. 。It felt like a dream, so unreal. 。That's different 。He...