Xu Qibao stared at Jiang Ruyi's photo for a long time, and then secretly raised his eyes to look at Xu Zhongbei sitting next to him, hesitated for a while, moved his little butt towards him, and came to him one by one.

"Daddy," he whispered to him, "may I ask you for a favor?" ”

Xu Zhongbei's eyes still fell on the TV, his thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was low: "Say." ”

"This," Xu Qibao handed the phone to him, pointed to Jiang Ruyi's photo, his face was a little red, and his expression was a little shy, "I want to save it." ”

Xu Zhongbei's gaze swept over, glanced at him first, and then landed on the mobile phone he handed over.

The photo has been clicked on, and Xu Zhongbei can see who is in the photo at a glance?

A delicate little face is smiling like a flower, and the photo is very artistic, taking every part of her body almost perfectly.

The man tapped his finger, saved the photos one by one, and then returned the phone to Shippo.

Shippo stretched out his hand to take it, and happily looked at the preserved photos, happy to follow the little mouse who had stolen the candy.

Xu Zhongbei glanced at him, was silent for a few seconds, and asked him aloud: "Do you have her WeChat?" ”

Qibao didn't raise his head, and there was a little excitement in his voice: "Well, it's been added a long time ago." ”

Xu Zhongbei leaned back on the sofa, folded his legs, put one hand on his knee, and put the other hand on the armrest of the sofa beside him, and his slender fingers tapped it again and again.

His eyes were deep, looking in the direction of the TV, but his mind was thinking about something else.

After a while, he turned his head again and looked at Xu Qibao, and his voice softened a little: "Do you want an autographed photo of David?" ”

Xu Qibao looked up, thinking that he was hallucinating.

He asked him in disbelief, "Dad, what did you just say?" ”

"Didn't you always want his autograph?"

"yes, I always dreamed that he was my idol."

Xu Qibao likes football, and since he was taken by Xu Zhongbei to watch a football match of a world-class star last year, he has been madly in love with each other.

Now he has become a die-hard fan of the other party.

"Well," Xu Zhongbei nodded his head, "I'll ask someone to get it for you." ”

"Really?" Xu Qibao jumped up from the sofa happily, "Dad, you won't make me happy, right?" ”

"You think I have that spare time?"

"Wow," Xu Zhongbei jumped directly on top of him, hugged his neck and shouted happily, "Dad, you are so good, I am now finally sure that you are really my own father." ”

Why does this sound so awkward?

Xu Zhongbei stretched out his hand, pulled him off mercilessly, and then threw him on the sofa.

Then he slowly opened his mouth again: "Don't be too happy too early, I have conditions." ”

Xu Qibao was still immersed in the joy of getting an autograph from his idol, and he didn't take his request seriously at all.

"Dad, everything is easy to say, what conditions, you can mention it."

Xu Zhongbei retracted his gaze and looked in the direction of the TV, his voice was not in a hurry: "Last time I was in the cherry orchard, I made her angry." ”

"She?" Xu Qibao blinked in confusion, "Dad, who is she?" ”

"Jiang Ruyi.".

Xu Zhongbei suddenly realized: "Oh, I remember, last time Ruyi suddenly left...... Hey, didn't you say that her company had something to do and went back to work overtime? ”