Tsundere Star Mom: Teach a Male God To Be a Dad

Shangguan Xi walked out of the villa and saw the tall white figure not far away. When he saw him staring into his deep and red eyes, that moment---

She found that she could no longer move away from the realization.

Even more obsessed than when I once looked up at him who was so dazzling on the stage.

It turns out that time is still there and she still loves him...

…

Shangguan Xi let go of his hand.

The little soup dumplings and the little meat dumplings looked at each other with obvious excitement, and then ran towards the tall figure not far away, shouting cheerfully,

"Ouch~~~

Beauty daddy, here we come! "

In front of the sports car not far away, Ji Shaojue knelt down and opened his arms towards the small soup dumplings and meat buns.

Shangguan Xi will not forget this scene until a long, long time later.

Under the thin sunlight---

The father hugged the two children in his arms tightly with loving eyes. They were the babies he loved and cared for the most in the world.

The children are in their father's arms, lying on their father's broad and mountain-like shoulders, losing all inappropriate maturity or indifference, and enjoying the deepest father's love that only belongs to them with such unbridled arrogance...

…

Ji Shaojue looked at the small soup dumplings and meat dumplings in his arms, his sad eyes became more painful, his Adam's apple was twitching, and his voice was hoarse.

"I'm sorry, beauty baby, beauty daddy is late..."

The red lips she tried to raise turned out to be even more dazzlingly pale.

Yes, in the cafe, Rong Yancheng was right.

He is too confident and even arrogant! It's natural to think that everything belongs to him!

However, he never thought about how she spent the past two years alone with her little soup dumplings and little meat dumplings!

Even when Little Tangbao was diagnosed with congenital heart disease just after she was born, and when she cried so much that she fainted outside the ICU, he was still lingering among women...!

But let another man save his child!

Those narrow eyes that are always charming/charming, but at this moment, they have never been as depressed as before, like a loser.

"Ji Shaojue, you are not worthy at all!

Unworthy to be Xi'er's husband! Unworthy to be the father of children! "

Rong Yancheng's words were like a nightmare, repeating over and over again in his ears...

…

Looking at the sad face of the beautiful father, the little meat bag felt a sore nose.

Ouch~~~ It hurts so much.

The little meat bun touched Ji Shaojue's face with his paws, and his purple eyes blinked.

"Beautiful dad, don't say you're sorry. The ignorant are not guilty. You didn't know you had two sons, me and my brother~~~"

Xiaotangbao's eyes twitched when he heard this.

"Brother, are you comforting the beautiful dad or stimulating the beautiful dad? People don't know they exist before they are sad →_→..."

The corners of his twitching eyes turned sideways.

Ji Shaojue's eyes turned slightly and fell on the other little bun in his arms, and he apologized to him, because even he himself could not forgive himself...

"Little soup dumpling, I'm sorry, my beautiful father really doesn't know."

…

The little meat bun decisively covered his mouth with his paw and couldn't help snorting. Xiaotangbao rolled his eyes and finally realized that he had just said the wrong thing?

The little meat bun silently turned his head at a 45-degree angle, lay on Ji Shaojue's shoulder, and squeezed the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Xiao Tang Bao looked at Shao Jue Ji again and said coolly,

"'I'm sorry' is for other people, we are a family."

Suddenly---

Ji Shaojue was startled! Then laughed.

The corners of his mouth that were originally stiff slowly lifted, and the broken and submerged sadness, gratitude, and emotion faded away.

They are a family, so the words "I'm sorry" are never needed.

The little soup dumpling's cool little face also smiled innocently, just like children of the same age, looking up at the father they silently admired in their hearts.

…

Next to him, someone turned his head and burst into tears. He shrugged his shoulders innocently, and looked at his brother in admiration with his blinking purple eyes.

Sure enough, my brother is still awesome.

He talks little, but hits the point directly, unlike him, who talks about his mother-in-law at random and irritates people all day long...

The fleshy little paws slapped on the forehead, and he looked like an old man saying "Leave me alone", but the little mouth he raised was smiling strangely and brightly.

Ji Shaojue reached out and rubbed Xiaotangbao's broken hair.

"Son, does it hurt?"

What Ji Shaojue asked was, does it hurt when Xiaotangbao has a congenital heart attack?

Suddenly, Xiaotangbao’s smiling face froze! He didn't even tell mommy, only Xiaoroubao knew.

At that time, even though he had just been born, maybe it was because the attack was too painful, or for other reasons, it was like it was imprinted in his memory, it hurt, it really hurt...

…

Looking at Xiaotangbao's suddenly stiff face, Ji Shaojue already knew the answer.

My heart ached with pain!

His broad palms held the little man in his arms tighter, his hoarse voice revealed firmness,

"Son, my beautiful father will definitely cure you!"

The little soup dumpling's stiff little face was stunned, and a trace of crying oozed out of his clenched mouth.

"Yes, beautiful daddy."

Ji Shaojue also nodded, curled his red lips, and smiled pretendingly, trying to comfort his cold and handsome eldest son.

"Son, although you are just like me, you are both an absolutely perfect super male god!

But at such a sensational time, my beautiful father allows you to lie in my arms and cry happily for a while~~~"

Saying that, Ji Shaojue gently pressed the back of Xiaotangbao's head, pressed it into his shoulder, and hugged the little man tightly.

Ji Shaojue's heart ached.

The clothes on the shoulders were warm and wet, and the little man's forbearing little body finally twitched and trembled sadly in his father's arms.

A certain little meat bag also felt sore in his eyes and his nose became even redder. He stretched out his little hand and touched his old brother's back, patting him gently.

…

Shangguan Xi walked up to the father and son.

The little soup dumplings and the little meat dumplings looked at each other and nodded tacitly. Then they held hands and handed over the beautiful father to mommy very wisely.

Shangguan Xi looked at Ji Shaojue and called his name. There were other emotions in his indifferent voice.

"Young Master Ji, are you still feeling sad?"

Ji Shaojue's back stiffened!

Even though the soup dumplings and meat dumplings had just said that they didn't blame daddy, but he also blamed himself! Hates himself!

Shangguan Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, then he took a step forward and got closer to him.

He raised his arms, hugged the man's stiff shoulders, and gently ran his gentle hands along his back.

At this time, she wished she could be held tightly by him like this.