In the evening, Shi Su followed behind with a small schoolbag and prepared to enter the door.

Shi Mianmian entered the door and ran in first-

Jing Jihan rarely came out to walk around again, and it was not even five minutes after he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch the news station, when Shi Mianmian jumped into the door and pounced directly at him.

Xiao Mengbao was caught off guard and hugged his erect neck, and then began to rub his face with his little face, the soft little face and a sweet milk fragrance made Jing Jihan stunned for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he noticed that his hand had patted the little guy's back gently, and he had given her a hug in time.

He didn't touch children before, and naturally he was very repulsive to children, but no matter how clingy this little guy was, he couldn't even hate it.

Shi Su entered the door and saw Shi Mianmian rushing into someone's arms, and said, "Shi Mianmian, Uncle Ji Han is still injured, how can I stand you rushing over and bumping into him like this." ”

Mianmian immediately realized that she seemed to have done something wrong, her big eyes turned to surprise, and she raised her head from Jing Jihan's arms: "Does uncle hurt?" ”

Jing Jihan stroked her head: "It doesn't hurt." ”

But Shi Mianmian still quickly withdrew from his arms, stood in front of him obediently, and did not dare to climb on him again, nor dare to throw herself into his arms again.

Suddenly, the little guy seemed to remember something, and turned around with a smile on his face and ran to find Shi Su, took out a well-packaged sugar gourd from her cute little pink schoolbag, tore open the outer package, and then ran over: "Uncle, this sugar gourd is sweet, for you to eat!" ”

Saying that, in order to let him smell that the sugar gourd really had a sweet taste, Shi Mianmian tried hard to stand on tiptoe and raise the sugar gourd to his mouth.

No way, my uncle is too tall, even if she sits on the sofa, she wants to raise it to his mouth......

Shi Su: "......"

The sentence that a female college is not in the middle is vividly reflected in a four-year-old child.

With a greedy little temper, chocolate and sugar gourds are her favorites, except for her mother and Grandma Qin, she will not give them away easily, and only bought a bunch.

The only one.

Shi Su stood in the perspective of his mother and sighed silently in his heart.

It turns out that you are like this!

Jing Jihan smiled lightly and pressed down his small hand: "Thank you, uncle doesn't eat." ”

"Why? Uncle, you'll eat one! Shi Mianmian insisted on tiptoeing again, and opened her mouth wide "Ah-" said: "Uncle, open your mouth and eat one, this is my favorite food, you eat!" ”

Many men don't like sweets, and he is probably no exception.

Shi Su walked over and was about to stop it in time: "Mianmian, my uncle is still recuperating from his injuries, and I can't eat anything too sweet, don't make a fuss......"

Mianmian still maintained the posture of wanting to feed him, but his little feet were no longer on tiptoe, and he only looked at him innocently: "There are red dates in the hawthorn of this sugar gourd, Mommy said that red dates can replenish blood, and when I bought sugar gourds with Mommy today, I specially asked for a ...... with red dates in it."

As he spoke, he looked lost and put his hand down.

Jing Jihan looked at the little girl's lost face, reached out to catch her little hand that was still carefully holding the sugar gourd, and bit off the top one with her hand, the sweet and sour taste of the hawthorn and the taste of the red dates inside were mixed together, and I couldn't tell whether the taste was sweet or weird.

He ate it with a calm face and said, "Thank you, it's delicious." ”