Ji Qishu boldly stretched out his hand and touched Ye Junqing's forehead: "Brother Qing, you don't have a fever either, why are the words you asking so much like nonsense?" You're not stimulated, are you? Or is it that Rebirth has seen too much? ”

  Ye Junqing was too lazy to take care of the chess book, sitting in the small shark-shaped submarine, rubbing his jaw with one hand, still pondering Li Yu's words.

  The group left the Imperial Palace in a small submarine and drove the small submarine directly to the parking lot of the Galaxy Building.

  After getting off the small submarine, the group took the elevator to the top floor.

  "Mr. Emperor and Queen." The reception secretary at the top was pleasantly surprised to greet Ye Junqing.

  Mr. Queen's four words made Yejunqing's scalp numb.

  There is no way, finally one day, he Yejunqing has become a man with a small fishtail, but he does not deserve to have his own surname, and in the eyes of the people here, his only identity is the male queen of Her Majesty.

  "Take me to your little Mr. Mo."

  The female secretary respectfully led the way: "Okay, please here, Mr. Xiao Mo is in a meeting." Mr. Queen, is Xiao Mo really your and Her Majesty's biological flesh and blood? ”

  Now it's rumored outside, Xiao Mo is always His Royal Highness the Prince!

  Ye Junqing didn't admit it or deny it, and smiled faintly.

  The stars walked in the corridor, passing by a conference hall, and happened to see Mo Yinhe sitting in the main seat of the conference room, with a cute but cold little face, squinting to listen to a group executive make a meeting report.

  Ji Qishu, who came with Yejun Qing, snorted: "Brother Qing, this little guy's expression when he has a meeting is exactly the same as your expression when he has a meeting, I have to take a picture and send it to my brothers!" ”

  The female secretary stood next to her and saw Ji Qishu take out a very lo hand, her eyes looked like she was looking at a hillbilly.

  Ji Qishu took several photos in a row, no matter how you look at it, he is a little sympathetic to the adult man in the conference room, who was so calm by the aura of a five-year-old child that he had no ability to resist, hey......

  The female secretary felt that Ji Qishu had been filming Xiao Mo all the time, "Mr. Queen, I'll take you to the president's office first." ”

  Ye Junqing waved his hand: "No, I'll stand here and take a look, you go down first." ”

  Looking at the little guy in the conference room like this, Ye Junqing's mind came back to the pictures he saw last night after his hand was attached to the holy tree, the little fishtail gave birth to a son for him, and every time he worked in the study, he put his son on his lap, and then concentrated on his own affairs, and he didn't feel that his son was noisy at all.

  The son is indeed not noisy, and his big black eyes are staring at his documents, and he can see it very well.

  Obviously he couldn't read it, but he just watched it very attentively.

  Little Fishtail came in with food, stood next to him, and took pictures of them with his mobile phone.

  Later, when my son went to kindergarten, he came back every day with a small schoolbag and did homework in his study.

  At a young age, he will imitate his signature handwriting, and if he is not careful, the documents he puts at home are signed by him with a wave of his small hand, and when he reacts, the project has been launched, and there is no turning back from the bow.

  When he gets angry, he will also turn his son over and press him on his legs, and beat his little buttocks, at this time his son will scream, shouting for his mother to help, and the little fishtail will rush over, protecting his son and him endlessly, and his daughter will cry and cry, and the days will be like chickens and dogs...... But that kind of picture makes people's hearts warm when they think about it.

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