After the others left, Xiao Nuo looked back at Tong Jinzhen, opened his big black eyes, and said curiously: "Does Baba not like that uncle just now?" ”

Although he didn't understand what a few people were saying, he always felt that Baba's relationship with his godmother and uncle was not very good.

"It doesn't matter, come, Xiaonuo eats shrimp."

Tong Jinzhen put the freshly peeled Paris lobster on the plate in front of Xiao Nuo.

He wasn't going to explain these things to his son.

It's better to keep the world of children simpler.

Xiao Nuo looked at the big lobster in front of him, his eyebrows bent, and he instantly forgot what had just happened.

I saw him grasp the golden shrimp meat in front of him with his little hands with gloved meat, dip it in the sauce on the table, and eat it with relish.

Tong Jinzhen looked at his bulging mouth, couldn't help but smile, and took out a napkin to help him wipe the corners of his mouth full of oil.

After the father and son happily finished dinner, Tong Jinzhen took Xiaonuo home.

When he arrived in the living room, Xiao Nuo took out the greeting card and watercolor pen he had just bought from his small schoolbag, and spread the things neatly on the warm white marble coffee table.

The little man knelt on the velvety carpet, took a pencil from the pencil case, and scribbled on the colorful greeting card.

"Does Arnold want to make that friend's birthday present himself?"

Tong Jinzhen poured a glass of juice, took it over, and bent down to look at the pattern he had drawn.

Above is a little girl in a puffy skirt with a beautiful flower motif.

The villain's drawings are lifelike, and the expressions of the characters are flexible and flexible, which is completely different from the stick figures of ordinary kindergarten children.

Tong Jinzhen saw it, and was slightly surprised in his heart.

When he was four years old, he would never have been able to draw anything like this.

His son seems to have a talent for drawing.

"Well, Tiantian likes to wear skirts, I'll draw her a beautiful dress."

Xiao Nuo pouted, and his big eyes were staring at the pattern under his hand very seriously.

He drew every line on the cartoon paper extremely carefully.

"Baba, I'm not going to play with you yet, I'm going to make the gift tonight."

When Tong Jinzhen heard this, he seemed to feel that he was the child who was coaxed.

He hooked the corners of his lips, gently put the juice on the coffee table, and said softly, "Okay, you draw slowly." ”

When Ye Shuyu pushed the door and came in, she saw that in the huge living room, one of the older and the other was sitting on the sofa reading a book, and the other was lying on the carpet, scribbling and painting.

The whole interior is very quiet and the atmosphere is extra warm.

Ye Shuyu only felt a little warm in her heart for a while.

She stepped on the carpet and walked over lightly and sat next to Tong Jinzhen.

Tong Jinzhen turned his head to look at her abruptly, and asked with a smile: "You're back?" Why do you walk without making a sound? ”

As soon as Xiao Nuo heard the movement, he quickly turned his head to look back.

The moment he saw Ye Shuyu sitting on the sofa, his eyes lit up suddenly, he got up in an instant, rushed up with his little hands open, and said in a soft voice, "Mommy, you want to hug." ”

Ye Shuyu smiled, and looked at the villain on the ground with a look full of pampering.

She reached out and hugged her son into her arms, and said gently, "Okay, hug." ”

Tong Nuohan threw himself into Ye Shuyu's arms, kissed her on the face, hugged her neck, and smiled in a soft and glutinous little milk voice: "Mommy, I miss you." ”

"I miss you too." Ye Shuyu let her son rub in her arms.