Mr.CEO Looks Exactly Chapter 762: Beichen Turns Three

Chapter 762: Chapter 762: Beichen Turns Three

Although I really don’t want to admit it, it seems to be a fact. Just thinking about it, as soon as Mo Han ca back, he called him, saying there was sothing important to discuss. It made him run to the study without even having ti to tidy himself up, and he ended up dealing with it all afternoon without a chance to catch up on sleep.

As a result, coming back to the bedroom at night, being disliked by his wife was one thing, but now even this little kid was here to dislike him?

In the bedroom, Ye Xinluo also heard, and couldn’t help but smile. The way this father and son interact is really sothing; it’s one thing for the older one to be proud, but the little one seems to have inherited this trait, and the two of them just can’t seem to stop disliking each other.

As for this, Jingxi didn’t care at all, pouting and murmuring to himself internally, "It won’t make a difference how much you dislike ; I just love to see the look on your face when you can’t stand

but can’t do anything about it... Hmph, if it really doesn’t work, I still have mommy."

Noticing he was lost in thought, the little guy didn’t speak but rolled his eyes rapidly. Taking advantage of his small size, he squeezed in through the gap between the door fra and his body, ran into the inner bedroom with a "ta-ta-ta," climbed onto the bed using both hands and feet, and clung to Ye Xinluo’s waist like an octopus without letting go.

When Beichen Rui ca to his senses, there was no trace of that little kid anymore. He knew he had run inside, lightly pressed his lips together, closed the door, turned around, and returned to the inner bedroom. Standing at the doorway, he imdiately saw a certain little bun lying on his wife and couldn’t help his eye twitching, forcibly resisting the urge to go over and pull him down. He leisurely turned around and went into the closet.

While looking for pajamas, the little guy’s voice ca from outside, "Mommy, can you tell

a bedti story?"

And Ye Xinluo responded, "Alright."

What’s so alright about it... He’s already four years old and still wants a bedti story, childish.

With pajamas in hand, he went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and started taking a shower. From ti to ti, the sound of Ye Xinluo telling bedti stories and the little guy’s laughter ca from outside. He furrowed his brows and ignored it...

After showering and coming out, holding a dry towel and drying his hair, he glanced at the spot on the bed. The little guy had fallen asleep at so point. He finished drying his hair, put the towel back in the bathroom, turned off the big light in the room, walked to Ye Xinluo’s side, and lay down, wrapping his arm around her waist, "Wife, I also want to hear a bedti story."

Ye Xinluo: "...." She rolled her eyes with a huff, suddenly thinking of a term that suited him well, "Beichen at three," for soone his age to still be as childish as a child...

Soone could be so thick-skinned that even Ye Xinluo couldn’t handle it. Apparently, he forgot that he had been calling Jingxi childish earlier.

She reached out to push him and said, "You go sleep over there." She pointed to the spot on the other side of Jingxi and pushed him a bit away, intending to lie down and rest.

Seeing she was ignoring him, Beichen Rui furrowed his brow, glanced sideways at a certain little bun who had taken his spot, and really wanted to carry him back to the bedroom.

Almost as if she read his mind, Ye Xinluo paused her attempt to lie down, pretended to be annoyed, and said, "If you don’t want to sleep over there, that’s fine... then go sleep on the couch in the living room."

Initially, he was delighted to hear her speak, but upon hearing the latter part, his expression changed instantly. With a darkened face, he got up, went to the other side of the bed, turned off the bedside lamp with a "snap," lifted the quilt, and lay down.

Because the little guy was there, he couldn’t hold his wife. Without anything in his arms all night, his sleep quality was poor. So, as soon as Jingxi opened his eyes the next morning, he saw an enlarged handso face and those eyes staring at him with a mournful look.