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"Math problems are so simple, why can't you write them?" Josnian said coldly.

"Where it's easy, it's hard." Qiao Chengfan retorted and muttered.

"If you can't write, why don't you write empty? Well? Won't ask the teacher? ”

Qiao Chengfan pursed his mouth and was silent.

The little guy, who was chattering just now, suddenly became very silent.

"Qiao Chengfan, you are becoming less and less serious about your studies." Josnian looked at his workbook in annoyance.

Turning to the last few pages, I actually painted.

There is a mess in the little brain and melon seeds all day long.

The little guy was yelled at by Josnian, bowed his head and kept silent, twisting his hands, and being aggrieved.

Josnian closed the homework book and threw it to him: "Don't worry." ”

"Dad, you don't teach me again," Qiao Chengfan muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't there a teacher?"

"If the teacher doesn't speak well, I want you to teach."

"Don't be spoiled!"

"Hmm" Qiao Chengfan obediently shut up, not daring to say anything more.

In fact, he will do all this, but he deliberately leaves it empty and does not write, so that at night, Qiqi will teach him.

If Old Joe is in a better mood, he will also teach him.

It's just that Qiqi and Lao Qiao didn't come back yesterday, so he forgot to write it.

He didn't think much else

But I was accidentally discovered by Old Joe and hated it.

Josnian didn't bother to bother with him anymore, and from tomorrow, he had to go to the training ground.

Thinking of this, Qiao Sinian's heart suddenly rose with a strange feeling, which could not be suppressed.

His fingers touched the cigarette case, but thinking that Qiao Chengfan was still in the car, he restrained himself.

Lately, he's been a bit of a smoker.

Sometimes you can smoke a few packs a day.

There was a sour pain spreading on the tip of my heart, and I couldn't suppress it.

In my mind, two words suddenly popped out.

Qiao Chengfan put away the homework book, he saw that Old Qiao's face was gloomy, he didn't dare to say anything, and sat down obediently.

For a while, the car was unusually quiet.

The little guy couldn't bear it anymore and whispered: "Back in kindergarten, I will do my homework seriously and don't let my father worry about it." ”

"Daddy, don't be angry."

There was uneasiness and fear on his immature little face, and Old Qiao was a little afraid when he kept his face calm and didn't speak.

The little guy sat obediently and looked very cute, with a fair and pink little face and big black eyes.

Some grievances.

Jos's big hand reached over and landed silently on Joe's head.

This action is what he is most accustomed to.

In the past three years, he and Qiao Chengfan have been together almost every day, and they have not been separated for too long.

He also watched the little guy go from crawling to walking to babbling.

I still remember the scene when the little guy shouted "Daddy" for the first time.

Small expression, full of spirit.

At that time, his heart was filled with feelings that he had never felt before.

That kind of mood, wonderful and enjoyable, full and happy.

In his life, he was far closer to hell than to heaven, and there were far more dark times than light.

This little guy, like Ye Jiaqi, was the biggest accident in his life.

Before he knew that the little one existed, he never thought that there would be a child.

I never imagined that there would be a child who was connected to him by blood and called him "Daddy".

Qiao Chengfan obediently remained motionless, letting Qiao Sinian touch his head.

"Sailing, obedient, huh?"

"Yes."

The conversation between father and son came to an abrupt end, and the car drove steadily, all the way forward.