When Qin Nanyu heard it, he really wanted to record it for Ji Weitian.

Is this a child? What he does every day is not what a normal person does, and what kind of children's childhood do you talk to him......

Qin Nanyu carried his mobile phone with one hand, pulled his tie with the other, and maintained a calm opening of his lips: "Help me ask what storybooks the four-year-old boy will like, help me buy a few and come back, I will ...... tomorrow I'll have time to check it out another day. ”

The housekeeper on the other end of the phone didn't reply half-ringing, and looked at the phone in his hand in shock, as if he was wondering if the person he was talking to was Qin Nanyu.

Or maybe he's hallucinating.

You must know that other fathers and sons have a deep father-son relationship, and when they come to Qin Nanyu, they are bitter and bitter!

If it weren't for the DNA test report, the housekeeper would have suspected that they were not father and son, but enemies.

Qin Nanyu suddenly cared about his son, and no one felt like a ghost.

"Hello?" Qin Nanyu's voice came again, and the housekeeper came back to his senses and replied hurriedly: "Yes, I'll ask." ”

After thinking about it, it seemed that it was still too mysterious, and he couldn't help asking: "Yu Shao, do you really plan to tell the story to the little young master?" ”

Qin Nanyu: "......"

This shocked reaction, this tone of amazement...... Qin Nanyu suddenly couldn't help but reflect on whether he was really too indifferent to his son, after all, no matter how annoying that stinky boy was, he was just a milk doll.

His eyes shone slightly, and his tone became less reluctant, "If you want to buy it, you can buy it, and also, remind him to go to bed early." ”

After speaking, he seemed to feel that he had a fatherly physique, and asked more, "How is Qin Morui doing today?" Did the kindergarten teacher say anything? ”

"This ......," the butler said again.

"He's in trouble?" Qin Nanyu was stunned.

"No, no!" The housekeeper quickly explained, "The little master is very well-behaved, and the teachers and classmates in the kindergarten like him very much, but today the teacher assigned a homework for parents to help the children complete together, and the topic is 'My Wish'." ”

Qin Nanyu sneered, he didn't need to ask to know what his son would say, and opened his lips firmly: "You want a mother again?" ”

"The little master's wish has changed." The butler swallowed his saliva and said stiffly, "The wish he said this time is to have magic. ”

"Childish." Qin Nanyu couldn't help laughing, the smile on the corner of his mouth lasted less than a second, and he suddenly remembered that with Qin Morui's IQ, it was impossible to daydream like this, and then he smelled the unusual meaning from the housekeeper's nervous tone, and his eyebrows sank.

"What does he want magic for?"

The housekeeper closed his eyes and paused word by word: "The little young master said that he wanted to make his father invisible." ”

Qin Nanyu: "......"

Qin Nanyu seemed to have that picture in front of his eyes, the little man held a magic wand, spun and jumped and nodded hard at him, swishing him into nothing, and then crossed his waist and laughed happily, announcing his victory.

Qin Nanyu walked to the parking lot, pulled the car door and sat in, "You don't need to buy a storybook, you can help me buy a rattan, and I keep playing that kind!" ”

Butler: "......"!!

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Qin Nanyu's ghost story may be poisonous.

Ji Weitian slept in a daze, dreaming all night, dreaming that she was captured by a fierce ghost with a cloak and fangs, and the female ghost strangled her neck, strangled her breathlessly.

Ji Weitian struggled hard, woke up from the dream, and found that there were no ghosts at all, only a small glutinous rice dumpling, plus a fat cat who was not afraid of death, and they all slept on her chest.