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Ling bei had so many things he wanted to explain, but he did not dare to say a single word. He had not expected himself to be so unlucky. He had only been carefully accompanying him by the side. He had never expected to see the scene of the little young master rubbing his head against the chest of the eldest young Madam and the eldest young Madam.

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Ling bei walked away with his tail between his legs. As he left, the other people who were guarding the door did not dare to stay any longer.

Everyone decided that unless the eldest young master and eldest young Madam called for them, they would not wait at the door for trouble to come.

Li junyu did not know what the servants outside were thinking. He closed the door and turned to look at his wife, who was still holding his youngest son in her arms. He saw that the Restless little head of his son was still rubbing against Meng Meng’s soft chest.

Li junyu’s bottomless black eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness.

The man locked the door and stepped forward.

Ruan Mengmeng was carrying her son. She finally coaxed him down, but she suddenly felt the weight in her arms lighten.

The little fellow who was still in her arms earlier was suddenly caught by li junyu’s large hand, and he held her in his arms with one hand.

“Qianqian, be careful. Don’t scare our son.” Ruan Mengmeng saw that the man’s expression was not gloomy and knew that he must be Jealous Again, so she gave him a few reminders and did not show that she cared too much about the little guy.

She did not know that li junyu was not only a tyrant, but also a very jealous tyrant.

He had never seen anyone in this world who wasn’t jealous of him. It was fine if he was jealous of both men and women, but he was even jealous of his own son.

“He’s already an adult, why is he still not breastfeeding?” li junyu said unhappily.

As he said that, he looked at the little fellow in his arms with disdain, his dark and cold eyes showing impatience.

pfft, pfft, pfft. ruan Mengmeng almost could not hold back her laughter. he’s so young, how can he be weaned off milk? don’t scare him, give me the baby.

Ruan Mengmeng could not stand li junyu’s unrestrainable jealousy, but she did not really blame him. Instead, she felt a warm sweetness in her heart.

She knew that her husband was just too worried about her.

Li junyu furrowed his brows. how can a man be so easily frightened? he’s my, li junyu’s, son.

Before he could finish his words, the little guy in his arms suddenly pouted.

Ruan Mengmeng looked at him anxiously. give me my son. The little boy is crying again.

Li junyu usually listened to ruan Mengmeng’s every word, but he did not do that today. Instead, he used his height advantage to raise the little guy up with both hands so that ruan Mengmeng could not reach him.

“You’re not like my son, who cries so easily. Mengmeng, you can’t continue to pamper him like this. As a boy, you’ve actually been pampered to such an extent. What will you do in the future?”

Li junyu’s expression did not change. With the tone of a ‘parenting expert’, he said,”Children must develop good habits from a young age, Yingluo. Starting from tonight, let him get used to not having a mother by his side. We are his parents, and for his own good, we must teach him to be strong.”

“What do you mean learn to be strong? you’re just a jealous baby who wants to find his mother at night.” Ruan Mengmeng would not listen to li junyu.

She pounced over to snatch her son back. Li junyu, this tyrant, was clearly afraid that the little guy would ‘usurp’ the throne.

He was afraid that ruan Mengmeng would like her son more than she liked him.