Chapter 484

She went to bed very late last night, and she was tossed all night by junzhimu. In the early morning, Qiao bao'er got up in a confused state and was very sleepy. He turned his head and looked at the man standing in front of the mirror who had just changed into a dark blue striped shirt. Jun Zhimu was handsome and in high spirits.

"Damn it

Qiao bao'er walked out of the bedroom with him. His temper came up and stepped on him.

Standing outside the bedroom door, the two maids looked at each other in amazement. Jun Zhimu had been used to her temper for a long time. Instead, she chuckled.

Qiao bao'er was embarrassed to get angry in front of the maid. He waved his teeth and claws at him and lowered his voice. "Next time, when I say I'm going to sleep, don't touch me again. Restrain yourself..."

Jun Zhi Mu didn't agree. He looked at a kiss mark on her neck. He stretched out his hand and pulled her collar to cover the kiss mark.

Jun Zhimu's long white fingers arranged her clothes carefully and gently.

The servants usually don't dare to look directly at your shepherd. Taking advantage of the warm and harmonious atmosphere, they secretly look up at the eldest grandson of your family. Ah, I have to say that their shepherd is very eye-catching, especially his gentle expression is rare.

However, Qiao Baoer is ungrateful, side head, anger stares at him one eye.

"You did it all!" She gnashed her teeth in a silent whisper.

Smelly man, the culprit.

The pure and solemn face of the emperor's shepherd makes the corners of his mouth smile more.

In the nursery, the nannies were a little surprised when they saw junzhimu and Qiao Baoer coming early in the morning. After politely saying hello, junzhimu signaled that they could withdraw and give the twins to him and Qiao Baoer.

"Mr. Zhimu, the child had a cold and fever some time ago, but now he is still taking medicine..."

Nanny Xu is the one that Mr. Jun means to take care of twins. Even if Mr. Jun comes here, she is very cautious.

"Cold fever so long still not good?" The voice of your shepherd is always cold.

Nanny Xu was wary and carefully replied, "the cold has been cured, the temperature is normal, now it's just a little dry cough occasionally..." she quickly explained, so as not to be blamed for not taking good care of the child.

"Don't let them take so much medicine if they're not sick." Qiao Baoer said.

Nanny Xu had disagreements with Qiao bao'er before, and subconsciously wanted to suppress her, "this is the old man's order..." then, in the middle of the conversation, nanny Xu was very smart. She soon felt that Jun Zhimu's eyes were sharp. She immediately changed her tone and pretended to be respectful, "the prescription prescribed by the old doctor helps the child improve his immunity."

Qiao bao'er didn't look at nanny Xu. The old employees relied on their grandfather as their support, and they also relied on the old to sell their old.

"Get out."

Jun Zhi Mu glanced at nanny Xu coldly and threw out two words, simple and clear.

Nanny Xu did not dare to say more. She was smiling and nodded back.

Junzhimu doesn't interfere in these family disputes. He turns to see Qiao bao'er staring at the old nanny outside the door with a black face and says flatly, "people who can take care of their children are everywhere."

For people who can be replaced at any time, junzhimu never cares. It's the same for another person to take care of the children.

"No," he said Qiao bao'er refused. "If you leave the old nanny, right and wrong will come to me for a while, and she has worked in Jun's family for so many years, and she has no merit, but she also has hard work."

Qiao bao'er's mouth is hard and her heart is soft. She doesn't want to be so unscrupulous, especially when it's such a thing that causes people to lose their jobs.

Jun Zhi Mu looked at her and didn't speak.

Qiao bao'er has her own ideas. She doesn't want to, and he won't interfere.

Normal speculation, Qiao bao'er is not likely to be bullied by anyone in Jun's home, his wife is not a soft persimmon, think of here, Jun's Mu also rest assured with her.

"Junzhimu, take my brother up and feed first."

Qiao bao'er went to pick up the bottle with the maid, and said casually.

The baby in the crib sleeps very well. Because they are twins, they wear the same clothes since childhood. It's hard to tell which one is the elder brother when the baby sleeps with his eyes closed.

As like as two peas in the same bed, the king's herd stands at the bedside of a baby. The color of the small dress is different. Is the color of light blue or light green?

The maid, who was helping to make the milk powder, noticed Jun Zhimu's doubts very carefully and came over with a smile, "the one in blue is my brother."

Jun Zhi Mu raised his eyes to look at her, and the young maid's cheek was dyed red.

Qiao bao'er shakes two milk bottles hard and comes over. He says, "the fat one is just my brother, and the thin one is my brother."

It's troublesome to recognize the color of clothes. My younger brother is obviously fat.

"Well." Junzhimu answered and looked at his two sons carefully. The youngest son was fatter.

Qiao bao'er is acute. Seeing that Jun Zhimu's slow motion hasn't picked up the baby yet, she puts two bottles of milk in his hand and holds her eldest son from the cot.

The baby woke up in her arms, and her big clear eyes were looking straight at his mother.

You have a big white face. Suddenly you smile shyly. This baby is very young and handsome. The baby is very cute and shy.

Recently, Qiao bao'er has become more and more fond of her eldest son. Jun Da is very clever and sensible. He doesn't cry.

Qiao bao'er motioned to Jun Zhimu to give the baby the bottle. Baobao's little fat hand held the bottle, and his little mouth suckled hard. The child's big black eyes were shining and staring at Qiao bao'er's face, as if he was very happy to see her.

Junzhimu seldom comes to the children's side. He is very glad to see that the baby is so clever.

But this relief was only temporary. Junzhimu soon found it difficult for his youngest son to do it.

Wow, it's Jun's turn to nurse. He's not happy anymore. A pair of fat hands push off the bottle, and the cry resounds throughout the room.

The child cried that is called desolate, wow, the world's most grievance is him, big big big tears gush out.

Jun Zhimu frowned tightly, holding a one-year-old baby in his hand. He couldn't help it.

Nanny Xu outside the door put her head in at the right time and whispered to remind him that "... Hold her in both hands, walk in small steps, and hum nursery rhymes. If the voice is small, it's easy to scare him and coax him not to cry before feeding the bottle."

As soon as Jun Zhimu heard it, he looked at his little son, who was still crying. His brow was even tighter.

Why does this little guy ask so much.

Jun Xiaoxiao doesn't know if he is born with delicate temperament and is extremely difficult to serve. Moreover, his blue eyes are very much like Jun Laozi's wife. Jun Laozi is a little selfish and the more flattered he is, the more delicate he is.

Several nannies are afraid of this baby, but such a precious little master can't say a word of resentment, we can only change the way to coax.

"Jun Xiao, don't cry!"

Qiao bao'er's voice is dignified. He shouts to the Devil boy. The voice is loud. The child seems to be a little scared when he hears it. Suddenly, the baby forgets to cry and looks at his mother with tears in his eyes.

"My brother is drinking milk. If you don't drink it, you will give it to my brother."

Qiao Baoer holds Jun dada. Her brother is very quiet and nests in her arms. She holds the milk bottle in her short hand. She is very cooperative. She purses and purses and drinks it quickly.

Jun was held by his father. Maybe he didn't understand what Qiao bao'er said, but he still twisted his little body and looked there with his round eyes.

The child flat mouth, ready to cry, but to Qiao Baoer that serious expression, suddenly steamed stuffed bun face and stay.

Finally, Qiao bao'er walked over and saw her little son's awkward appearance, "be honest with me." The bottle was put into the baby's mouth. The little guy showed a small expression of surprise. His eyes were wide open, and he was very innocent with a pacifier. Junzhimu was a little stunned.

Seems to realize that their resistance is useless, the little guy is no longer noisy.

The baby raised his head, looked at his brother, and then looked at his father. Finally, his blue eyes fell on his mother's face and looked at Qiao bao'er. His mouth pursed and drank milk consciously, and he didn't cry any more.

All the nannies outside the room felt very magical. It turned out that the youngest Devil boy in your family was afraid of his mother-in-law.

Qiao bao'er is also distressed for the child, took a paper towel to wipe the tears on the face of this crying bag, while emphasizing, "Jun small so crying, absolutely not inherited me." With that, she did not forget to look up at Jun Zhimu.

"It's not me." Junzhimu rarely retorts.

This little guy can cry so much that he can't even stand the shepherd. He is still a boy. He thinks that when these little guys grow up, he will try his best to toss them.

"My son has not yet learned to speak." Mentioned this, Qiao Baoer some worries.

She put the baby back on the cot, almost one year old, holding for a long time also hand acid, carefully look at her baby handsome health, white fat, how can not learn to speak.

Even the grandfather emphasized that the child's speech will be promising when he grows up late, but in fact, the old man also went to many doctors for examination and asked in detail for many times, but to no avail.

"Some of the children in other families start to call their parents when they are half a year old." Qiao bao'er is still worried. Before, she and her grandfather had been secretly waiting for the baby to learn who to call first, but they didn't pay attention to each other.

Junzhimu glanced at his son, very calm, "they don't want to talk."

"How do you know?"

Junzhimu rarely has a bit of humor, "I'm not stupid if I'm inherited."

"Even if I'm inherited, I'm not stupid," Qiao bao'er said with an air. "My IQ is 150."

Jun's Mu chuckles, "it's just that EQ is relatively slow. Jun is just like you."

Qiao bao'er is not happy, deliberately sarcastic him, "junzhimu, maybe you loved crying when you were a child. I'll go to the main house to have breakfast later, and I'll ask my grandfather..."

Two little guys lying on the cot, big eyes looking at adults, a family of four, rare and warm.

Some time ago, because of Tang Yu's abnormal health, Qiao bao'er was very worried about him, so he often went to his apartment. Because of this, he and Jun Zhimu were a little stiff.

Now they are playing with their children. The harmonious atmosphere of the family makes Jun Zhimu's cold heart warm.

Qiao bao'er turned his head and secretly glanced at him. He felt that the appearance of Jun Zhi Mu holding the child was not as serious as usual, and he had a kind of father's generosity and steadiness.

Everyone will look forward to a sense of belonging at home, and junzhimu is no exception.

All of a sudden, Qiao bao'er felt very satisfied that her small home was very warm and nice.

After leaving the baby's room, the two of them went to the main house together. As always, they had breakfast with their grandfather. Qiao bao'er was in a good mood today. She also calculated to find her grandfather to dig up more embarrassing stories of junzhimu's childhood.

When Qiao bao'er just stepped into the main door of the house, she heard the seagull like shrill voice of aunt Jun San. She was very excited to publicize something.

"There are so many real estate, funds, stocks and bonds. There are 200 million in cash alone..."

"I don't believe that there is no special relationship between them when such a large sum of property is given to her. Who believes that?"

Junzhimu naturally heard some voices. He frowned slightly and walked into the big living room. Qiao bao'er thought about whose right and wrong the three aunts were talking about.

"What do you have to do with the illegitimate son of the Tang family?" When aunt Junsan saw her, she opened her mouth and asked in a stern voice.