"Don't dare. 【Latest chapter reading. 】”

With that, Ye Jiaqi strode out.

Meng Shen sent her back to the company, but Qiao Sinian did not leave, and stayed at home to accompany Qiao Chengfan.

The little one has fallen asleep, and his forehead is not so hot.

Qiao Sinian touched his face, covered him with the quilt, and quietly walked out.

The rice ball stuck out his tongue and followed behind Qiao Sinian, jumping and jumping.

Josnian went to the study, and he followed him to the study.

Josnian sat on the sofa, resting his notebook on his lap to work on the papers, and the rice ball obediently lay at his feet, his big eyes wandering.

When Qiao Chengfan woke up, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Daddy, Seven-Seven"

Qiao Chengfan lifted the quilt and began to shout.

Why is there no one, people?

Qiao Sinian heard Qiao Chengfan's voice and walked from the study.

"Daddy!"

The little one, dressed in slippers, threw himself into Josnian's arms.

Joss Nian stretched out his hand, well, the fever went away quite a bit.

He picked up the little one and threw him back on the bed.

"Don't run around, what do you want?"

"What about Seven-Seven? I want seven-seven" The little guy blinked wide-eyed, staring at Josnian motionlessly.

"She's going to work, and she'll be with you at night."

"Dad, I want to see Qiqi every day"

"Don't get an inch!"

"Hmm"

It's fierce.

"Dad, can you give me back your phone?" Joe Chengfan looked at Joe Sinian with blank eyes.

"Can't!"

"But without a cell phone, I can't call you when I miss you in kindergarten."

"I don't want you."

"Joe sailed to the sky.

"Still uncomfortable?" Joss asked.

In the morning, when the little one had a fever, his face was flushed, he didn't speak, he didn't drink water, and he didn't move.

He was a little panicked.

It's impossible not to be a baby with such a son.

"It's not hard to see my father."

"Who did you learn from?" Josnian smiled.

Qiao Chengfan was really rare to see Old Qiao smile, he smiled, he was flattered.

The little one laughed too, pestering Josnian.

The family said that Lao Qiao was as cold as ice and not easy to approach, but he felt that Lao Qiao was still very good most of the time.

Especially for him, especially good.

Except, of course, when you lose your temper.

The little one's warm, fleshy hand wrapped around Josnian's neck, and Joss Nian's lips hooked.

"Dad, I like Qiqi so much, do you like it?"

“”

"Answer me, answer me." Joe Chengfan began to be coquettish.

"I don't like it."

"Why" the little one is hurt, especially hurt.

The little mouth was deflated in an instant.

"She doesn't like me, why should I like her?"

"But, Qiqi likes me very much, why don't you like you?"

"Where did you come from so much, why?"

"Because I'm cute."

“”

Josnian pinched his face and hooked his lips.

Qiao Chengfan was hungry and his stomach was growling, so Qiao Sinian personally made him some food.

The little one is even more flattered.

Qiao Sinian retook his temperature and was relieved to see that the fever had almost subsided.

Qiao Chengfan was eating and talking to Qiao Sinian.

It's just that, generally he says, Joss listens.

The afternoon sun shines through the window and falls on the floor in small pieces, reflecting the distorted landscape.

The plane trees outside the window are still as tall as ever, but autumn has arrived, and the leaves have almost fallen.

In the room, it was quiet and peaceful.

"Dad, I think of something." Joe Chengfan looked at Joe Sinian mysteriously.