821 Won't Your Conscience Hurt?
I don't know how long I sat there, but Josnian forgot to leave. [No pop-ups. 】
Probably because the smell of smoke on Qiao Sinian's body was heavy and familiar, Qiao Chengfan moved his eyelids and woke up!
Father?
He hurriedly rubbed his eyes.
Yes, hey!
"Daddy, Daddy," shouted the little one.
Joss Nian came back to his senses and bowed his head: "Hmm." ”
"Daddy, when are you coming back, think"
The little guy sat up from the bed, wrapped his little hands around Josnian's neck, and rubbed against him!
Well, he's not dreaming, it's really Old Joe!
It's that Old Joe smokes, and he wrinkles his nose.
"It's still early, go to bed." Josnian snapped his fingers open.
"Don't, don't." Qiao Chengfan refused to let go, and grabbed him tightly, "Dad, why did you come back so late, Qiqi?" Is she back too? ”
"She's sick and in the hospital."
"The baby is going to see her, going to go."
"No, sleep." Joss Nian ignored his coquettishness, "She is not in good health, and she can't stand the noise of children." ”
"The baby will go to see her in a few days, and when she is well, the baby promises not to disturb her." The little one was sitting in a precarious position, very serious, and swore an oath.
"Alright, sleep."
Josnian pushed him away and covered him with the quilt.
"Dad, okay, the baby will go to see Qiqi in a few days, and she told the baby before going to work today that she wants the baby to accompany her." Qiao Chengfan's big black eyes are particularly beautiful.
"Sleep, do you hear me?" Josnian said coldly.
"Hmm"
Qiao Chengfan was a little aggrieved, why did Old Qiao lose his temper again.
Losing his temper at every turn, is it to see that he is a bully? Hum!
He pulled the quilt with his little hand and snorted coldly: "The father of Xiao Duoduo is good, he will take her to play, chat with her, accompany her to do handicrafts, smile and never get angry." If only someone had someone who had a little Duoduo Dad half as good! Hum! ”
"Muttering about what?" Joss was dissatisfied.
"Nothing." Qiao Chengfan was even more dissatisfied.
He turned his head, pouted his little buttocks, and went to sleep.
Old Joe ignored him, and he didn't want to pay attention to Old Joe.
Baby's ignoring you! Old Joe, doesn't your conscience hurt?
This morning in the kindergarten, Xiao Duoduo's father brought a lot of fruits, including bananas, strawberries, and pineapples
Xiao Duoduo said that her father came back from a business trip these days and would visit her in kindergarten tomorrow.
As soon as Xiao Duoduo's father comes, he can also follow the light!
So much to eat!
And Xiao Duoduo's father is very gentle, does not lose his temper, and treats him very well.
Qiao Chengfan really wants to go home with Xiao Duoduo's father.
But Old Qiao is fierce, and there are seven sevens.
Qiqi is very good with him!
For the sake of Qiqi, he has to endure Old Joe's bad temper.
Josnian stared at the little guy in the bed for a long time, and then left after a few minutes.
As soon as the door closed, the bedroom was plunged into darkness.
As soon as Joss came out, he saw Steward Sun who had not yet slept.
"Master Qiao, it's too stormy outside, I made you ginger tea. Do you drink some to sleep? ”
"Not necessarily."
Josnian refused, and walked down the stairs to the study.
"Master Qiao, it's not early, you can sleep, you have to go to the group at dawn." Steward Sun saw exhaustion and fatigue on Qiao Sinian's face.
"I've got something to do, you go to sleep."
"Is Miss Ye back?"
"She's in the hospital."
Qiao Sinian pushed open the door of the study, and Steward Sun didn't want to ask again.
The lights were turned on, and the low-key study showed a bright luster.