30: C30 You must Cure Him

C30 You must Cure Him

However, Tang Qingge completely thought of him as Tang Cheng. She squeezed Tang Cheng's favorite fragrant orange shampoo and then wiped his hair with foam.1

Bo Ye, who had a lump of poop foam on his head, looked at the mirror and was stunned.

"Hahaha! No, mom is going to lose control. This is too funny!" Tang Qingge had gotten some fun from this' new son '. Every time Tang Cheng took a shower, the entire bathroom would be filled with bubbles. But Bo Ye quietly and honestly fooled Tang Qingge.

Sugar heard Tang Qingge's laughter coming from inside. She kicked her legs and ran over. When she saw Bo Ye with a head full of poop, she jumped over and giggled, "Mom, I want foam too!"

"Come, come, come. Mom will make a beautiful appearance for you!"

"Big Brother's poop looks good!"

"Then I'll make you a poop."

Bo Ye saw the two of them having fun and could not help but join in. He used his hand to wipe a very cute cloud on Sugar's head.

"Huh? Cheng, you want to play too?"

Sugar suddenly had an idea. "Brother! Let's poop for Mommy!"

Bo Ye looked at the bubbles in his hands. Tang Qingge lowered her head and came in front of him. Bo Ye carefully made a beautiful flower for Tang Qingge.

Tang Qingge looked at the mirror and smiled happily. She even kissed Bo Ye. "So I am a beautiful flower in Cheng's heart! Thank you, baby! Wooden horse!"

Bo Ye slightly curled the corner of his mouth, seemingly wanting to smile.

Every time she took a bath, it was like going to a battlefield. Tang Qingge rubbed her waist and finished cleaning the battlefield. Then she went to the children's room and lightly patted Tang Tang who was tired and asleep.

She bent over and gently kissed the two children's faces, "Baby, Mommy loves you guys."

Tang Qingge suddenly noticed that Bo Ye did not sleep.

His pair of jet-black eyes also lit up in the dark night. Speaking of which, Tang Cheng did not look like her at all. Sometimes, she was thinking about who he really was.

Remembering the unhappy past, Tang Qingge quickly shook her head.

She smiled and touched his hair. "Do you want to hear it? In the future, Mommy will say that I love you every day, okay?"

Bo Ye's throat rolled. He stared at Tang Qingge's face and nodded vigorously.

"Good night, baby."

She must earn a lot of money to cure his autism and return him a carefree and happy childhood.

On the other side, it was the same night.

Tang Cheng drove his Transformer car around the mansion, which was so big that it took him twenty minutes to finish. He drove a luxury car. He played with the roller skates, ate delicacies, and chewed on the crab meat of the eight-clawed crab. He was so excited that he almost cried.

These days were too good!

Eh? Where was his cheap father?

His life was so good that Tang Cheng almost forgot that his task was to investigate whether this man was his father or not. Tang Cheng lay on the sofa and patted his belly. He was so full that he could not sit up. He did not succeed in getting up several times. He angrily patted the housekeeper's hand, who had been giving him precious food, and asked the old housekeeper to help him up.

He pointed outside. The old housekeeper instantly understood. "Little Master is asking when Sir will be back, right? Sir is still working at this time of the day. You will be back in four hours. Little Master will not be able to wait. If you are tired, why don't you go upstairs and sleep first! "

Tang Cheng thought about it and agreed. He patted the old butler's hand and asked him to drive his car over. He wanted to drive a luxury car upstairs.

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