Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

After dinner, Jing Nian Tian went back to his room. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he sat on the bed holding the phone and waited.

It's 7:55 p.m. and it's 8:00 in five minutes. Jing Niantian's heart is "bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang.

Jing Nian Tian glanced at the door, looked down at his mobile phone and muttered, "why doesn't dad come back now?"

The door slowly opened a small gap from the outside. Bu Dongze's head poked in. He just heard his son's words. He hurried back and stood outside the door laughing.

"Step -"

"Shh -"

"What are you doing, hiding at the door?" Jing Qingqing asked in a puzzled whisper. The man didn't come back for dinner all afternoon. When he came back, he hid outside Jiajia's room. What was he doing furtively.

"Nothing." Bu Dongze looked at his watch. It was eight o'clock in two minutes.

I'm too lazy to listen to his explanation, and he won't explain to her. Jing Qingqing asked angrily, "have you eaten yet?"

"No more." Bu Dongze said, opened the door and entered the room, impolitely shutting Jing Qingqing out of the door.

Seeing Bu Dongze coming back, Jing Niantian waved excitedly, "Dad, you're back at last. It's eight o'clock in a minute. Come quickly."

"What a rude guy. I'm also Jiajia's sister. It's so rude if you don't call her sister." Jing Qingqing muttered and walked upstairs. She also wanted to go back to her room. However, she was too excited today. It's estimated that it's hard to sleep.

"Dad, go wash first. You'll talk to your mother later."

"I see. Go and wash it quickly."

Bu Dongze hurried into the bathroom, but the pointer was obviously past 8 o'clock, but the mobile phone was still quietly lying in Jing Niantian's hand without moving at all.

"It's past eight o'clock, why hasn't mom called yet?" Jing Niantian muttered to the phone in doubt, looked up at the watch on the wall, and the one on it was past eight o'clock. "Has mom forgotten?"

"No, mom is probably taking a bath now. Hey, wait a minute." Jing Niantian smiled and moved his numb legs. His eyes haven't left his mobile phone. He pulled the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed.

Five minutes passed and the phone didn't ring.

Ten minutes later, the phone hasn't rang yet.

Fifteen minutes later, the phone still didn't ring.

Twenty minutes later, the phone was still lying quietly in Jing Niantian's hand. His tears accumulated bit by bit in his eyes and were about to gush out of his eyes. Bu Dongze smiled and opened the door of the bathroom and came out wrapped in a bath towel.

In fact, he washed it ten minutes ago. He didn't come out because he wanted his son to talk to his mother more.

Looking at his son with his head down and staring at his mobile phone, bu Dongze quietly asked, "son, what's the matter?" isn't it that Jiajia hasn't called yet?

"Dad..." Jing Niantian raised his head and tears came out. "Why hasn't mom called yet? Has mom forgotten our agreement?"

The tears of disappointment on Jing Niantian's face hurt Bu Dongze's whole nerve. Just now on his way back, he always felt flustered. He thought he was too excited to hear her voice soon, so he didn't care too much. Now think about it, it's not like that. What's wrong with her? His heart suddenly became tense, but he couldn't show it, because he had to comfort his disappointed and tearful son.

He went to the bed and patted his son on the shoulder. "Look, the man is crying again. Your mother may be taking a bath now. It's just after eight o'clock. Don't worry. Wipe your tears. If your mother knows you can't move to tears, it will be difficult again. Be obedient and don't cry."

"Well, I know." Jing Niantian sucked his nose, wiped his eyes twice, raised his head, looked at Bu Dongze, and whispered, "Dad, do you think mom will forget our agreement?"

Bu Dongze smiled, "how could it be? Your mother never speaks nonsense. She must have been delayed. She's not in a hurry. It's still early now. Dad will wait with you."

"Yes."

Half an hour passed again. It was almost nine o'clock. Bu Dongze looked up at the clock. His uneasiness became more and more obvious. In order to disperse this uneasy psychology and make Jing Nian Tian less sad, he thought and said, "son, do you want to see your mother's diary?"

"Yes."

"Come with Dad, let's go and peek at your mother's diary. However, when your mother comes back, don't tell her, otherwise she will eat her father." Bu Dongze said and compared with a tiger with a bloody mouth. Jing Niantian is a sensible child. He knew that his father did this to make him happy. Although he was still very sad in his heart, But he smiled and nodded.

"Dad really looks like a big tiger."

"Then you're like a little tiger."

"Of course, let's go and peek at my mother's diary. I promise I won't tell my mother."

"Smelly boy."

The father and son put the computer on their legs, nestled on the sofa and peeked at Jing Jiajia's diary, because Bu Dongze's back was injured. Jing Jiajia and Jing Niantian wrote it in the best days from the castle to her accident, Between the lines, there were some wishful thinking about her happiness of being a mother again, the light anxiety before childbirth, so they looked and smiled.

"Dad, look at this sentence written by mom -" Jing Niantian stretched out his finger and pointed to a paragraph on the screen.

Bu Dongze was in a daze after reading a paragraph just now. His son called him. He just regained his mind, "what? Let me see."

Jing Niantian began to read, "You are the villain who bullies people. Otherwise, people will not support this big ball all day. They can't do anything. They can't wear high heels. They can't wear beautiful clothes. They are panting when walking, not to mention running. I hate you bu Dongze. You hate people. I won't have children next time. Let's try it How do you feel about me? See if you dare to bully me! "

Bu Dongze actually heard jingjiajia say this. He also read this diary. Today, he was read by jingniantian again. He was surrounded by an unprecedented sense of happiness rising from the bottom of his heart. If he could, he was really willing to have a child instead of her and would never let her suffer like this again.

"Dad, you're not allowed to bully your mother anymore, okay?" Jing Niantian turned his face and whispered to bu Dongze, with a faint plea in his tone. In fact, he didn't understand the real meaning of "bullying" written in his mother's diary, which can only be understood when he grew up.

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Bu Dongze's face. He smiled unnaturally. How should he answer this? You smelly boy, if I don't bully your mother, can you be born? Bu Dongze said in his heart, but this can't be said to his son, so he had to nod, "Dad promised you that he won't bully your mother again." Bullying Bu Dongze said it lightly and was very uncomfortable. The little guy even had to take care of him and her mother. It's true.

Wife, did you hear that? My son said he would never let me bully you again.

"Dad, and look at this --" Jing Niantian shouted again and read, "Bu Dongze, how can you not take care of my pregnant woman's feelings? Don't you know I'm the hardest now? You have to seduce others on purpose... Dad, what does seduction mean? How did you seduce mom?" Jing Niantian's innocent eyes looked at Bu Dongze.

"Er... This..." Bu Dongze's face suddenly turned red to his ears. His wandering eyes didn't dare to look at his son's clear eyes. He hesitated and couldn't answer. He remembered that night that he deliberately wore a sexy black underwear and twisted around in front of her. She picked up the pillow and waved it to him. Finally, she was tired and sat on the bed panting.

"Dad, why is your face red? Dad is shy, ha ha, dad is shy and red." Jing Nian Tian shouted with a smile.

"Smelly boy, I won't let you see it." Bu Dongze said. He closed the computer and was about to stand up. Jing Niantian took his arm and begged, "Dad, I won't laugh. If I don't laugh, you'll let me see it for a while, just for a while."

"No, it's my personal belongings."

Jing Niantian leaned on the sofa and smiled. "This is my mother's personal belongings. You peek at my mother's diary. If you don't let me see it, I'll tell my mother you peek at her diary later."

Bu Dongze held the computer tightly, "gnashing his teeth with hate", "smelly boy, you just promised me not to tell your mother, and you also read it. If you told your mother, I also told her you peeked."

"Mom doesn't believe what you said." Jing Nian Tian's small face raised and glanced at the clock on the wall again. Her eyes suddenly darkened and her head drooped. Bu Dongze also looked at the wall. It was almost ten o'clock, but she still didn't call.

"Son, it seems that your mother is tired tonight and should go to bed. Let's go to bed. You have to go to school tomorrow. Maybe your mother will call when she wakes up tomorrow morning and forgets to call us."

Jing Niantian raised his head, pursed his mouth and nodded, "OK, we also sleep. I'm going to school tomorrow. I must be the first in this exam. Let her have a look when my mother comes back."

"Yes, I'm naive and sensible."

Put away the computer, father and son went to bed, but lying in bed, although they both closed their eyes, they couldn't sleep. The clock ticked and rattled, making their hearts more agitated and uneasy.