In the third year of Jing Shishi's birth to Zuo Jue, Zuo Jue's little pen friend was three years old, and he also went to kindergarten this year.

Zuojue's little pot friends are more sensible than the little pot friends of the same age.

In a large group of children of the same age in kindergarten, when everyone was crying in the dark and the parents were anxious, Zuo Jue Xiaopenyou put his arms around his father's neck and instructed his mother:

"Mom, when you come to pick me up from school, buy me an ice cream, I want chocolate."

"Got it." Jing Shishi smiled, stood on tiptoe and kissed his son's little face, "Little Lord is awesome." ”

Zuo Jue was a little embarrassed and struggled out of his father's arms.

Zuo Chengguang bent over, rubbed his son's little head, and while Jing Shi Shi was not paying attention, he whispered to his son: "The toy pistol you wanted, I secretly bought it for you, and gave it to you at night." ”

Zuo Jue's eyes lit up, and he smiled at the corners of his mouth, "Thank you, Dad." ”

"Well, your mother asked you, and you said that your grandfather bought it for you."

"I know."

The teacher in Zuojue's class is just over 20 years old, young and beautiful, and has a good figure.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the teacher clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, children, now say goodbye to your parents and go back to the classroom with the teacher." ”

The teacher's words fell, and the cries were endless.

I didn't think it at first, but I really wanted to leave my son behind at this time, and Jing Shishi's heart softened, and his eyes turned red.

Holding Zuo Jue, Jing Shi couldn't help but kiss his little face, "Don't fight with children, lunch is delicious, if you don't like it, your mother will make you something to eat at night." Remember to tell the teacher during the lunch break to ask her to take out the little blanket for him to cover it, so that he doesn't catch a cold, and ......"

Zuo Chengguang felt that if he didn't speak again, his wife might talk endlessly.

Squatting down, he put his arm around Jing Shishi's shoulder, "Okay, okay, don't worry too much, it's okay." The Lord is a man, isn't he? ”

Winked at Zuo Jue, Zuo Orange Light asked him to comfort his mother.

Zuo Jue nodded and took the initiative to kiss Jing Shishi's forehead, "Mom, don't worry." Patting his small chest, Zuo Jue raised his small chin, "I'm a man." ”

"Poof!" Jing Shishi was amused by his son, touched his little face, and couldn't help but kiss his little hand, "As soon as school is over, mom will come to pick you up." ”

"Hmm."

"Okay, kids, it's time to follow the teacher back to the classroom."

Standing up, Jing Shishi watched Zuo Jue and the two little girls with a little flower face holding hands and walking towards the classroom, turned his head, leaned on Zuo Chengguang's arms, and burst into tears.

Zuo Chengguang hugged her tightly and lowered his head to wipe her tears, "As for it?" Wife, you're exaggerating. ”

Jing Shishi held his mouth and ignored him.

He still can't fully understand the mother's feelings for her child.

Men and women are just not the same.

After leaving the kindergarten, Zuo Chengguang first drove Jing Shishi to the newspaper office, and then went to the police station.

*

In a flash, Zuo Jue has been in kindergarten for more than a month.

At first, I couldn't get used to it too much, but now, the little guy has his own little friends, and the most looking forward to every day is to go to kindergarten.

Jing Shishi suddenly had a feeling that he was too big to stay.

While cooking, he heard the door ringing, Jing Shishi dried his hands and walked out of the kitchen quickly.

"Little Lord."

Bending over, Jing Shishi hugged his son who had just gotten out of school and kissed him on the face.

Zuo Chengguang, who was standing behind his son, couldn't help but be surprised, bent over, and pointed to his lips at Jing Shishi.

"Wife, I want to kiss too."

Jing Shishi's face turned red and glared at him, "In front of your son, what are you doing!" ”

"What." Zuo Chengguang was dissatisfied, so he hugged Jing Shishi and gave him a deep kiss.

Zuo Jue covered his eyes and trotted upstairs.

The sound of the small slippers of "Da Da" made Jing Shi shyly smack Zuo Orange Light's shoulder.

Someone who couldn't get enough of it slowly let go and smiled: "Wife, go back to the room at night and continue." ”

"Keep you up!" Jing Shishi pushed him away and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps behind him.

Jing Shishi turned around and saw Zuo Jue's little pot friend standing at the door of the kitchen with a serious face.

Blinking, Jing Shishi smiled and beckoned to him, "Little Jue, what's wrong?" ”

Zuo Jue walked towards Jing Shi Shi with small steps, and stopped talking.

He is small, pretending to be an adult, very cute and funny.

Jing Shishi pinched his nose and asked, "Have something to tell your mother?" ”

Zuo Jue nodded and waved his hand to Jing Shishi, "Mom, come here." ”

Jing Shishi cooperated with his son and put his ear to his little mouth.

"Mom, I'll tell you a secret."

Secret?

Jing Shishi was interested, and whispered, "Say, Mom listen." ”

Zuo Jue put his hands in the shape of a trumpet next to Jing Shishi's ears, and said softly: "That is, every time Dad picks me up, the teacher has to talk to him for a long time." The girls in our class said that the teacher liked Dad. ”

After Zuo Jue finished speaking, he stared down at his toes.

Jing Shishi was stunned and looked at his son.

Biting her lip, she hugged her son's small body, "Dad is so good, it's normal for the teacher to like him, don't think about it, you know?" ”

In the child's world, Jing Shi Shi just wants to be simpler.

Saying this, Zuo Jue was obviously relieved, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Dad is the best, and I like Dad too!"

"Well, yes, okay, let's go play."

At night, he coaxed Zuo Jue to sleep, and Jing Shishi returned to the bedroom.

Zuo Chengguang took a shower and was playing games on the bed with a laptop.

Seeing her come in, he immediately quit the game, and he didn't care about the points.

Throwing the laptop aside, Zuo Chengguang lifted the quilt and patted the position next to him, "Wife, come here." ”

Jing Shishi glanced at him and entered the bathroom expressionlessly.

Zuo Chengguang was confused, and he couldn't react for a long time.

What's going on?

It was fine just now.

With a frown, he got off the ground and walked barefoot to the bathroom.

Holding the doorknob with his hand and twisting it, he found that Jing Shishi actually locked the door.

It's so weird!

It's so weird!

Unable to get in, he had to turn around and sit on the bed and wait for her to come out.

After about half an hour, the bathroom door moved, and Jing Shishi walked out while wiping his hair.

Ignoring Zuo Orange's eager gaze, she sat down in front of the vanity mirror and began to apply the sleeping mask.

"Wife."

No response.

"Wife?"

No response.

"Lion cub!" Losing patience, Zuo Orange got up and walked over.

Standing behind her, he reached out to hold her shoulder and looked at her in the mirror, "What's wrong?" Why ignore me? What am I doing wrong again? ”

Jing Shishi raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a sneer, "What are you yelling at?" ”

Where did he roar?

Zuo Orange Light is really wronged.

He's just talking a little bit louder.

With a flattering smile on his face, he put his arm around her shoulders and rested his chin on hers.

"Wife, if you want to sentence me, you must also give me a crime."

Jing Shi Shi glanced at him, as if smiling, "How dare I sentence you." ”

She spoke so yin and yang, Zuo Chengguang knew that the matter must be serious.

After thinking about it, he didn't do anything else except snatch the last chicken wing with his son during dinner.

Swallowing her saliva, Zuo Chengguang kissed her sideburns flatteringly, "Wife, what's wrong with me?" ”

Jing Shi Shi was angry and twisted his ears, "Tell me why you are so handsome!" ”

Belch......

This is......

The left orange light was messy in the wind.

As soon as he picked up his wife, he ignored his wife's struggle and pressed the person on the bed.

With his hands and feet entangled, he stared at her blushing face, "Wife, what do you mean?" ”

Jing Shishi looked away, and said unnaturally: "Xiao Jue said, every time you pick him up, the teacher has to talk to you for a long time?" What is there to say? ”

"Let's talk about the situation of the little lord in the kindergarten for a day." Zuo Chengguang told the truth.

Jing Shi Shi listened, but became even more angry.

"Then I'll pick up the little jue, why didn't she tell me!"

"Poof", Zuo Chengguang laughed.

After a long time, it turned out to be jealous.

Deliberately pretending to be naïve, he smiled: "Really? Doesn't she tell you every time? Strange, then why do you pull me to say it every time? ”

"Left Orange Light!"

Jing Shishi gritted his teeth and paused word by word.

Really.

With Xiaojue, she did not feel at ease, but had a sense of crisis.

Especially when she had just given birth to Xiaojue and her figure had not recovered, at that time, she suffered from a slight depression and was always worried that Zuo Chengguang would change her mind.

Now although Xiao Jue is three years old, she will be like a great enemy if she moves in feng shui, in the final analysis, she still loves him too much.

Thinking like this, Jing Shishi was suddenly aggrieved.

Her eyes were red, and she looked like she was going to cry.

This can make Zuo Chengguang's heart hurt.

Hugging her tightly, he coaxed her baby baby, until Jing Shishi gritted his teeth and hit him, he held her little fist and kissed her in the mouth.

"Silly wife, I only like you, and the other women are like wood in my eyes."

said a lot of sweet words, and Jing Shishi broke into laughter.

Later, the teacher in Zuojue's class was transferred away and replaced by a married female teacher who was about 35 years old and very experienced.

A small storm, this is over.

……

"Why did you call Xu Lang over for dinner?" Zuo Chengguang leaned against the kitchen door frame, his face full of reluctance.

Jing Shishi glared back at him, "Xu Lang celebrates his birthday the day after tomorrow, it's too lonely." ”

Zuo Chengguang snorted coldly, "You remember it very clearly." ”

-End of Chapter-