Chapter 68: Dad, What Are You Doing Holding Mommy?

Bai Muhan stood by the window, his eyes were cold.

The uninhibited face was tense, and she kindly let her move freely under the mountain for most of the day, and when she returned to the door, she was inseparable from other men!

This made his heart chill by half.

I thought that when their mother and son came back for dinner and accompanied their son to practice the violin, this woman was simply too much......

Wen Bo led Yu Baibai into the villa complex, and when he walked around the fountain square, he cautiously cast a glance at the lighted window on the second floor, "Little master, are you tired of playing?" Hungry or not? ”

"I'm hungry."

The little guy obediently let Wen Bo lead him, walked into the dining room of the bungalow and sat down, respectfully waiting for the old mother to come and sit down, when Yu Yixun walked in, he didn't see Bai Muhan and sighed in his heart, "Wen Bo, has Yu Bai's father had dinner?" ”

"Doctor Yu, it's almost eight o'clock, and the eldest young master has naturally eaten in the upstairs bedroom."

He ...... There's nothing wrong with your body, right? ”

"Nope."

Yu Yixun sat down beside his son, his lowered eyelashes trembling slightly, but he was also unexpectedly calm.

"Mom, I want soup," Yu Baibai clapped his old mother's arm and shouted.

Smiling, mother and son sat in the quiet dining room, eating under the watchful eyes of a group of little maids. While eating, suddenly, the melodious and muffled sound of the violin sounded in the bungalow, and the mother and son raised their heads and listened attentively.

…… Yu Yixun hugged his son wrapped in a bath towel, opened the door and walked in, and there was only a wall lamp in the room. On the terrace, the man was half-bathed in light, and a violin was playing a whimpering, heart-wrenching tune across his left shoulder.

Pulling the unknown heartstrings, the elegance he exudes is indescribable.

"Daddy—"

The loud children's voice of the little one breaks the beautiful tone.

Bai Muhan paused before stopping, looked sideways at the small body and rolled onto the big bed, stood up, put down the violin, walked over and sat on the bed.

"Do you like the violin? Daddy can teach you. Looking at the little face lying on his side with a calm gaze, Bai Muhan raised his eyes and instructed the woman who was embarrassed on the edge of the bed, "Go and get the violin." ”

"Shouldn't you be teaching Yu to practice the piano in vain at this time?"

"Yes, right now. When I was a kid, I practiced at night and took lessons during the day. The man said indifferently, took the violin, and took his son out of the bed.

Yu Baibai blinked his round eyes, because his body was too small, he had to climb on his father's lap and sit, leaning on his father's broad chest, and his little fingers pulled out a note under the guidance of his father's hand.

……

The next morning, as soon as Yu Baibai woke up, he was taken out of the bed by his father to practice the piano.

After practicing for a while, I saw my mother come in with refreshments, and her eyes lit up, "Mom, what time do we go down the mountain?" ”

"Yu Baibai, practice the piano seriously!" Bai Muhan stubbornly broke his son's biased mother's face back and continued to practice.

Yu Yixun put the saucer on the coffee table, and said with some difficulty: "Actually, I have to go back to the hospital these days, because there is a patient who is particularly seriously injured and only had surgery yesterday......"

The man turned a deaf ear.

Yu Baibai leaned on his father's chest and raised his little face, "Dad, mom is talking to you." ”

"Your mother has been your father and my person all year long, what are you going to do down the mountain? Well? The man held a light brown violin and focused on teaching the child to practice, without any sense of disobedience.