Spicy strips grinned, revealing a mouthful of small tiger teeth: "Want to know?" ”

"Uh-huh-hmm......"

Spicy Tiao beckoned to his little hand: "I'll give it to you, and you'll know." ”

Dahu hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no...... No, I'll forget it......"

He just thinks it's too mysterious, just like what is written in those immortals, using a spell can make people lose their memory.

Xie Xize looked at his son's somewhat pale little face and sighed: "I suddenly feel that my father is a little useless." ”

I didn't feel that way before.

But now, suddenly there was a person standing beside him, wanting to help him deal with things, and Xie Xize had a feeling of being blocked behind him for protection.

The point is that this person is his own son, and he is still so young.

Spicy strip glanced at him and said, "You should feel it in advance, the feeling of old age." ”

Xie Xize ......

He said to the big tigers, "Throw them out quickly, and clean up the room." ”

"Yes."

After it was settled, those people from Gong Monan, Xie Xize went back with spicy strips.

Spicy strips had a headache and lay wilting in Xie Xize's arms, which made him feel very distressed in the heart of an old father.

"Come on, Daddy will give you a head."

Spicy strip wondered: "Will you?" ”

Xie Xize: "Tsk...... Although your father has not systematically studied the human acupoints in Chinese medicine, he has also dabbled in ......"

He sat down, let the spicy strip sit in his arms, and his big hands found the acupoints on his head and massaged them slowly.

When Xie Xize was in school, in addition to the things of this subject, he was also very interested in Chinese medicine, so he also studied some of them.

He had massaged Mo Yangyang's arms and shoulders before.

Spicy strip lay in Xie Xize's arms and said, "The strength can be a little bigger." ”

Xie Xize asked, "Is it better?" ”

Spicy nodded: "Hmm...... It was a little more comfortable......"

"In the future, don't use hypnosis casually, you know?"

Spicy Strip: "Oh, got it. ”

Xie Xize's hand gently patted the back of the spicy strip, "Close your eyes and sleep." ”

Spicy Tiao closed his eyes and said, "You must protect your mother......"

Xie Xize: "Don't worry. ”

He pressed it for about five or six minutes, and the spicy strip fell asleep in his arms.

Xie Xize picked up the spicy strips and sent him back to his room.

The room of the spicy strip is very clean and tidy, not like a child's room at all, and the plush toys that Mo Yang Yang bought for him are neatly placed at the head of the bed.

On the small desk, his picture books, crayons, and other books are also neatly arranged.

If you open the wardrobe and shoe cabinet, you will find that his clothes and shoes are the same as those in the store.

Xie Xize looked around the room, and there was some complication in his heart.

As a father, he wants his children to be excellent.

However, as good as spicy strips, the old father hopes that he can retain some childlike innocence, and can be like other children of the same age, innocent, ignorant and ignorant.

Now, Xie Xize realized that he wanted to make the spicy strips happy more than to make the child excellent.

Xie Xize was extremely self-reproachful and annoyed in his heart.

He thought that the way Spicy Tiao was now was entirely because of the living environment since he was a child, and reality forced him to force himself to be precocious at a young age.

It's all his fault, it's his late arrival......

Four years is a long time.

Xie Xize squatted down on the side of the small bed, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the little face of the spicy strip.

(End of chapter)