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Chu Zhaoyang was startled, his hand shook, so that he couldn't pee out, and quickly solved it, then stuffed it back, pulled up the trouser chain, and quickly buckled the belt.

After washing his hands, he stood in front of the little one: "Yes, I am your father." ”

"Will you be nice to Mom and me?" asked the little one, looking up.

Chu Zhaoyang squatted down silently, barely on par with the little guy.

In fact, it's still more than half a head taller than the little guy.

"Yes. If I find you this time, I will never lose you again. I'm going to be nice to you, mom, and I'm going to be nice to you. Chu Zhaoyang looked at the little baby in front of him, so small, so fragile.

He wanted to take him into his arms, but he was afraid of the little one's rejection.

The rejection on his face was so obvious that Chu Zhaoyang didn't dare to act rashly.

The little guy lowered his little head, and his eyes were sore and painful.

"But you let your parents give my mother a grievance. The little one whispered, "So, I haven't decided whether to accept you or not." ”

The little one will also crave to have his dad by his side.

In country M, the atmosphere of Christmas is very strong.

Every family will go to the forest farm to choose a Christmas tree, cut it down in person, drive it back, and put it at home to decorate.

At that time, the children were accompanied by their parents, who cut down trees and decorated the high tops.

But they don't have a father at home, so they take it with them every year.

He felt sorry that Gu Nian was too tired, so he said no, go buy a ready-made one, and the meaning would be fine.

But Gu Nian disagreed, other children are like this, so her millet cake must also lack nothing.

Go to the mall and line up to take a photo with Santa Claus, the queue is too long, there will be fathers who carry their children on their shoulders and see Santa Claus through the long line.

But he didn't.

Mom would also hold him, but Mom was not tall enough, so she had to pad her feet and hold him every time, so tired and tired, sweating profusely.

Where was Dad then?

He wasn't there when they needed him.

Slowly, then it was not needed.

The little guy longs for his father, but he is wronged for his mother.

He didn't want this man to come to him as soon as he came to him as if nothing had happened.

"I'm still young, but when I'm older, I can protect my mother without you. The little creature raised his head and held his chin high, like a proud little beast that was vulnerable to injury, and did not want to be seen as fragile as his little head was raised.

But Chu Zhaoyang didn't miss the red in the corners of his eyes.

This stubborn little guy is just as proud as he is.

It's really his son, and this stinky temper is the same.

Chu Zhaoyang sneered in his heart, so he said without being salty: "When do you plan to protect your mother at what age?"

The little guy choked, waved his finger, and stretched out a jaw->>