"The teacher said that if I don't leave, the kindergarten will be closed."

Without making any pause, Lin Shuang opened the glass door and rushed out.

Several bodyguards failed to stop her.

Lin Yang sat leisurely on the chair and waved his chubby hands symbolically, "Goodbye, Mommy, drive slowly!"

"Third Master," the bodyguard lowered his head, "it was our fault!"

"You underestimated her!"

The bodyguard stared at the cute but troublesome little guy on the chair, "What should I do with this little guy?"

"He has a name!" Zhan Yuhan was stunned, then squatted down and asked Lin Yang, "Kid, what's your name?"

"Lin Yang, everyone calls me Taiyang."

"The sun, um, sounds nice."

"Thank you Daddy for the compliment."

"..." Zhan Yuhan had a dark look on his face, but now, it seemed that he had to take this little thing home.

His mother seemed very brainless. She would run away as soon as she answered the phone, even leaving her children behind.

When we came out of the airport, nine black Rolls-Royces drove up the road and parked in a row in a domineering manner.

Zhan Yuhan picked up Lin Yang with one arm and walked towards the second car.

"Wow, Daddy, you are so majestic and majestic!" Lin Yang let out a rainbow fart appropriately.

His exaggerated little expression, paired with his dazzling black eyes, looks very cute.

The little face with chubby breasts makes Zhan Yuhan have the urge to kiss her.

It was the first time for him to feel this soft in his heart.

"Ahem!" After sitting in the car, he straightened his back and his face returned to a cold and distant expression.

He never liked to be emotional, and he couldn't let himself fall in front of a naughty boy.

But......

With the comfortable bumps of the car, the little guy fell asleep.

At first, he tried hard not to let his chubby little body tip over, but his little head got lower and lower, and finally he became top-heavy and fell completely into Zhan Yuhan's arms.

Zhan Yuhan wanted to push him away, but the soft meat ball pressed against his chest, which made his heart skip a beat and made the pores all over his body feel warm.

Zhan Yuhan couldn't help but stretched out his arms and took the little meatball into his arms.

"Daddy...it smells so good..."

What are these words?

Is it because daddy is so delicious? Or is the chicken drumstick burger just now so delicious?

Zhan Yuhan couldn't help but smile.

The bodyguard in front looked at the rearview mirror and felt a layer of millet forming on his body.

Is this gentle and affectionate man still their third master Zhan?
Chapter completed!