"......" Meng Shen still has no way to make a decision.

He had no choice but to be silent.

Qiao Chengfan was really angry when he saw that no one was paying attention to him! Very angry!

"You ignore the baby, and the baby doesn't pay attention to you, really. From now on, whoever talks to the baby first is the bad guy. ”

The corners of Josnian's mouth twitched, childish.

This IQ ...... High and low.

Qiao Chengfan muttered and stopped talking.

The car drove forward, and there was silence in the car.

But!!!

Qiao Chengfan couldn't sit still at all!

No one spoke, so uncomfortable!

Why can Old Qiao and Uncle Meng be so silent?

Don't like to talk? Why don't some people talk?

Can't hold it back!

Qiao Chengfan couldn't hold it back!

Suddenly—his eyes lit up!

He pouted his buttocks and leaned towards Meng Shen's position, lowering his voice mysteriously.

"Uncle Meng, I'll tell you a secret, no one knows, I'll just tell you."

"......" Meng Shen looked at the sky.

"Uncle Meng, don't you want to hear it?"

Qiao Chengfan was hit, he was not very happy, and his little expression was very aggrieved.

"Yes." Meng Shen had no choice but to cooperate.

He glanced in the mirror, and Joss Nian behind him had his eyes closed expressionlessly, probably not asleep.

Qiao Chengfan was immediately happy: "I saw Qiqi and an uncle so close yesterday, Uncle Meng, do you say Qiqi doesn't want me anymore?" ”

Well?

Is this a secret or a problem?

Meng Shen found it tricky.

"No, it won't." He answered.

"I'm so afraid that Qiqi won't want me, I like her, I like her so much."

"Who's that uncle?" Meng Shen asked.

This question was actually asked for Josnian.

"I didn't see it clearly, I only saw the back, he touched Qiqi's hand, and Qiqi smiled with him."

"......" Meng Shen stopped talking.

"Uncle Meng!"

"Uncle Meng!"

Qiao Chengfan was helpless, why did he ignore him again.

"You don't like to talk to me."

Qiao Chengfan sat on the chair in disappointment, his hands twisting aggrievedly, and his face hurt.

Along the way, Josnian didn't say a word.

Meng Shen didn't dare to speak.

Qiao Chengfan finally said that he was tired, climbed into the seat, and fell asleep on Josnian's lap.

He slept very well, his eyelashes curled and long, casting a fan-shaped shadow under his eyelids.

Joe Chengfan hugged Joe Sinian's leg and refused to let go.

It's like a docile kitten.

Josnian opened his eyes and patted his back lightly with his big hand.

When Joe Chengfan fell asleep completely, his hand touched the little guy's shaggy hair.

fingers stayed on Qiao Chengfan's eyebrows for a few seconds.

Meng Shen glanced at Qiao Sinian in the mirror.

This man's face faded away from indifference and arrogance, and there was a little more love that ordinary people could not detect.

Josnian took his blazer and draped it over the little one.

The little one obediently hid under his coat, revealing only a fair, cute little face.

He slept peacefully, holding Josnian's legs, motionless.

It's like a little snail again.

At half past seven, there was still a little fog in the air.

Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate of Joe's house.

Meng Shen opened the car door, and Steward Sun was already greeting him.

Josnian hugged the sleeping little one and walked home with a steady step.

He knew that the little guy cried in the middle of the night last night, and his voice was hoarse, crying and shouting "Qiqi".

He carried Qiao Chengfan to the bedroom on the third floor and closed the door lightly.

After going downstairs, Steward Sun dared to speak.

"Master Qiao, breakfast is ready."