What can Du Zhan say?

He could only listen honestly, and in front of the camera, he had to restrain his impatience and ask a question cooperatively.

"And then?"

Yao Yao Meng said: "Then Baba asked the baby to tell him a story!" ”

Du Zhan: "......"

Gone?

Is the story so short?

Du Zhan always felt that this kid was teasing him.

"Hahaha, I can't guess! That's the end of my story! Yaoyao laughed happily, pulled Du Zhan's sleeve, and urged him, "Baba, it's your turn." You also have to administer medicine to tell stories, it doesn't matter if you don't tell it well, medicine doesn't dislike you. ”

Du Zhan felt that this kid had a lot of words.

If he had such a talkative son, no, it couldn't be, how could he have a son.

In the entertainment industry, popular artists who announce that they are in love are equivalent to losing their jobs. If you get married, you will directly withdraw from the circle, let alone have children. That is, in the past two years, there have been many cute treasure variety shows, giving many male artists a way to live.

Du Zhan has acting skills, good looks, traffic, and popularity, so he will not dig his own grave.

Most importantly, he's still young.

The young Du Yingdi frowned slightly, raised his hand and put it on the pillow, the royal blue cufflinks were exposed, and his wrists were white and powerful.

The low, elegant voice of a cello sounded and instantly attracted the attention of the little one.

"On this day the wolf came to the brook and saw the lamb drinking there......

Du Zhan was telling the story, and suddenly found that the little guy next to him was actually sleepy, and his little head was little by little, and he seemed to be sleepy, and he couldn't hold on at all.

He thought expressionlessly, this child is really unpleasant, forcing people to tell stories, and he actually sleeps.

Du Zhan stretched out his hand, and with a push of his fingertips, the little guy fell on the sofa, and the one who slept was called a fragrant.

He was about to get up, Hua Yao just came out of the kitchen with a baby bottle, and when he saw this scene, he knew what was going on without asking. She naturally walked over and asked, "Did you tell a story about the medicine?" ”

"Hmm."

Du Zhan didn't want to pay attention to her, and wanted to leave when he saw Hua Yao.

"Don't tell him stories in the future, he listens to stories and sleeps." Especially the story you told.

In front of the camera, the relationship between the two must be kept secret, otherwise they will definitely occupy a hot search for a month.

Hua Yao bent down to pick up the medicine, the little guy lay softly in Hua Yao's arms, stuffed a milk bottle in his mouth, and the little guy naturally hugged Gu Dong and drank it.

In less than a minute, Yao Yao opened his eyes in a daze and shouted softly, "Mommy, I miss you." ”

"Don't ask Baba to tell stories in the future, you know?"

Hua Yao pinched her son's little nose, this is a little secret between mother and son. When she spoke, Hua Yao had quietly turned off the wheat and walked out with her son in her arms.

"But I want to play with Baba."

The medicine didn't dare to look back at Du Zhan.

"It's okay, you can tell Baba a story."

Hua Yao felt sorry for her son, put him on her lap, rubbed his little face, pressed against his forehead, and rubbed it before coaxing him.

"But Baba won't smile at me. Baba wasn't like this before, and Baba didn't seem to know me. The little one began to cry again as he spoke.

When I cry, I still want to eat.

Hua Yao hurriedly put the bottle aside to comfort the little ghost in her arms.

Hua Yao complained to Du Zhan in her heart, what is going on with this man? If you don't recognize her, forget it, if you want to divorce, you can follow him, how can you even recognize your own son, what a ruthless scumbag!

"Dog, can you change the strategy?"