Fierce Ningning (3 more)

  Go upstairs, open the door, turn on the light.

  Cheng Anya leaned tightly against the door and let out a long sigh, really tired!

  Ye Chen, Yang Zekun, each of them makes her very tired, very tired...

  "Mommy, you have that pitiful look on your face again, so sad...so sad..." Little milk bottle was wearing a cute cartoon pajama, holding a cup of hot milk, leaning against the wall, and making elegant sipping sounds.

  Looking at this little Ye Chen, Cheng Anya had a kind of time and space disorder illusion.

  Suddenly narrowing her eyes, she kicked off her shoes and walked over to grab his collar, "What time is it? Still not sleeping? Don't you want to live?"

  "Easy does it, easy does it, mommy, lady..." Ningning rubbed against her chest and smiled slyly as she passed by, "NR has changed to a new defense system again, I went to challenge it."

  Cheng Anya's face was covered in black lines, her son was perfect in every way except for this one thing, at such a young age he was already so arrogant it made people's teeth ache, and yet he could still smile with such elegance.

  This twisted personality was absolutely not inherited from her.

  "Are you looking for a fight?!" Cheng An Ya slapped him on the forehead, "You stinky brat, behave yourself!"

  At the age of five, Ning showed super surprising computer talent and often went to provoke people's defense systems. When in the UK, once Anya accompanied Kross to a business banquet, she was splashed with wine by his mistress.

  Ning Ning's gentle breeze and light cloud, within a week, three times shattered GK's internal defense system. Klose changed once, he stepped on it once, and even left a pink little pig on Klose's office computer, twisting its butt, shouting in a milky voice.

  Uncle, you're really bad!

  The entire screen turned black, and a pink little pig appeared, spitting out five shiny golden words from its mouth, which distorted Klaus's handsome face.

  Cheng Anya knew that her son was one of the world's top hackers, and he had a group called "Convergence" which consisted entirely of global geniuses.

  "Alright, alright... Mommy, is someone bullying you? Tell me, I'll help you take care of him."

  "Think you're so clever, don't you, bullying others with your talent?"

  "What's the big deal? Let him bully me back!" The childish tone was unusually elegant, unusually arrogant. (Author's note: This kid and his dad have unusually similar tones.)

  Cheng An was silent.

  "Mommy, it was your boss who asked you out, so why is Uncle Yang sending you back home?"

  "We bumped into each other by coincidence."

  "Oh, it's really... melodramatic."

  "What did you say?"

  "No, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to die from sleepiness, baby wants to sleep, goodnight mommy!" Little milk bottle finished drinking milk, handed the cup to Cheng Anya, floated into the room and closed the door.

  It's all just a soap opera after hearing the gossip, too boring.

  Sleep.

  Cheng An Ya,"......"

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