Chapter 188: Father and Son Talk
The thing I wanted to do, of course, couldn't tell Lu Zhoucheng, so I just pretended to be dead to the end, and didn't open his eyes no matter how much he poked.
I usually get up early to cook for my children, but today I overslept and suddenly woke up when I heard Fei Fei's laughter.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Fei Baobao flying in front of me, it was really flying!
"Feifei, Feifei, hehehehe......"
Turning his head, Lu Zhou was leaning on the head of the bed, holding Feibaobao's belly with one hand.
A hand?
"Lu Zhoucheng, be careful, don't fall on her."
"No, it won't."
Seeing that I woke up, Lu Zhoucheng put the child down, and Fei Baobao lay on his chest and pulled his hair, "Dad, you still have to fly." β
"Hahahaha, good daughter."
Lu Zhoucheng, who was called by his father, smiled, picked her up and kissed her fiercely, full of daughter slaves.
Where the baby is silent, flying high and kissing anything, it's too discriminatory!
I stretched out my hand and said, "Son, come to Mommy." β
Fan Bao pouted and crawled over, I carried him into the quilt, "Baby, why did you and your sister come over?" β
Where the baby's eyes roll, there is a faint look of displeasure.
was accused by his son, Lu Zhoucheng's face did not change, "I can't sleep, I hugged it to play." β
I rolled my eyes at him, it's rare for a father to use a child as a toy, and he has so much fun with his daughter, but he doesn't care about his son, it's too partial!
The father and daughter were so capable of making trouble that they didn't fall asleep for a long time, so they simply got up.
His waist tightened, and his fiery lips pressed against his shoulders, "What are you going to do?" β
"Get up and cook!"
I turned my head back with a trembling heart, but I didn't expect to be kissed by him, so frightened that I hurriedly retreated, "Lu Zhoucheng!" β
The child is still there, and he actually does this kind of thing.
Lu Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, so frightened that I ran out with a roll, and after running out, he didn't let go of the instructions, "Bring them back, and I'll dress them in a while." β
Afraid that Lu Zhoucheng wouldn't be able to get a child, I came out with a shovel at ease, and just happened to see him coming out of the room.
I saw Fei Baobao lying on his shoulder, beckoning to me with a smile, "Mom." β
Fan Bao was much more miserable, and was sandwiched under his arm by Lu Zhoucheng, with an expression of being about to cry.
No wonder his expression just now, he was brought over for a long time, Lu Zhoucheng, this bastard!
After I cooked the porridge, I went back to the room, and Fei Bao Bao had already changed her clothes and was running around on the bed barefoot.
Fan Bao sat in the quilt, looked at the man who was going to dress him, and protested silently.
I walked over and said, "Give it to me!" I'll help him get dressed. β
Where the baby crawled out with a grunt, hugged my waist and coquettishly, "Mom." β
"Well, mom is here."
I don't know if it's because Lu Zhoucheng is here, the little guy is actually shy, and he keeps hiding in my arms when he takes off his pajamas.
The corners of Lu Zhoucheng's eyes jumped when he looked at him, grinding his teeth and saying, "Hey, don't take advantage of my wife, you kid." β
Originally, it was just a joke, but the baby seemed to understand, and when he called his mother, his voice was crying, "Let him out!" β
"Okay, don't cry son, mom let him out."
Before the words of driving people out, Uncle Lu's eyebrows flew, "You dare to say try it?" β
I can't mess with the big or the small, I sighed helplessly, "Lu Zhoucheng, he's still young, you always have to give him some time." β
Lu Zhoucheng's eyebrows fell, and he looked at me with some grievances, "I think this kid is deliberate, he can't see you and me being good." β
I laughed and cried and said, "What nonsense! How old is he? β
Lu Zhoucheng had a sad expression on his face, "Wife, you care more about him than about me." β
"Nonsense, this is my son."
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Lu Zhoucheng's thin lips pursed slightly, every time he did this action, it was when someone was going to be unlucky.
I didn't want to be that unlucky bastard, seeing that Fei Fei was playing next to me and didn't pay attention to this, so I gently pressed my son into my arms and grabbed someone's shirt with one hand.
The pursed lips finally raised, and I breathed a sigh of relief, "Go wash up!" Take your daughter with you, Fei Fei, and wash her face with her father. β
After being kissed by me, Lu Zhoucheng was in a good mood, hugged Fei Baobao and said, "Let's go, Dad will take you to wash your face." β
After they left, Fan Bao Bao was finally not so shy, and turned his head to look at the door.
I asked him what he was looking at, so I had to pick him up, "Son, can you tell Mom why you don't like Dad!" β
The little guy was the most well-behaved when he was in my arms, his soft arms were on my shoulders, and his little brows were wrinkled together, "No." β
"What's not?" After asking, I reacted, "Son, you mean you don't dislike your father, do you?" β
Where the baby is shy again, he keeps his head down and doesn't speak.
Thinking of Lu Zhoucheng's lost expression, I tried to enlighten my son, "Fanfan, are you angry with your father, because he hasn't come to see you and your sister, haven't you?" β
I was just guessing, but I didn't expect to be right.
Looking at the red eyes of the baby, I kissed it distressedly, "The baby is good, don't cry!" It's not that Dad didn't come to see you, it's that Mom didn't tell him, Mom hid you. β
"Mom's ......"
Where the baby cried aggrievedly, I cried when he cried, "It's all bad for my mother." β
When Lu Zhoucheng came back with his daughter, he saw the mother and son hugging and crying.
He blocked the child's view with his body, touched her hair and said, "Go play in the living room by yourself." β
After sending his daughter away, Lu Zhoucheng closed the door and walked over, "Shen Yifan." β
Fan Baobao stopped crying, and looked at Lu Zhoucheng with two small fists.
Lu Zhoucheng said: "Come here, let's talk." β
Fan Bao looked at me for help, and I kissed him on the forehead, "Go son, you have to face your own business." β
I put him down, and Fan Baobao plucked up the courage to walk over, and his stubborn eyes were very similar to his Lao Tzu.
Looking at the miniature version of himself, Lu Zhoucheng had mixed feelings for a while.
I saw him half-squatting down, his eyes at the level of the child, "Son, Dad was wrong, Dad apologized to you." β
Fan Baobao's personality is soft and not hard, after hearing Lu Zhoucheng's words, the expression on his face loosened, and he turned his head to look at me.
Lu Zhoucheng pressed his head and turned him back, "What do you think she is doing?" Look at me, do you understand what I said? β
Fan Baobao blinked his big wet eyes, and then nodded slowly, "Dad apologizes." β
Lu Zhoucheng also nodded, "That's right, Dad is talking to you......"
Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhoucheng raised his head suddenly, "What did you call me just now?" β
The baby's eyes widened, and he looked at him for a moment, then turned his head into my arms, leaving only someone with an expectant expression.
I smiled and picked up my son, "Baby, mom is going to cook, let dad take you to wash your face, okay?" β
Fan Baobao seemed a little shy, Lu Zhoucheng didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and directly brought the person over, "Come on, son, dad will take you to brush your teeth." β
I shivered with a chill, but seeing that my son was so obedient this time, the knot with my father should be untied!
After eating, Lu Zhoucheng first sent the children to school, and then sent me to the company.
There were a lot of cars on the road today, and I was driving very slowly, and I was staggering in the car and was about to fall asleep, when I suddenly felt harassment from someone.
This man is not a good driver, and he grabbed my hand tightly, and I had to open my eyes, "What are you doing!" β
Lu Zhoucheng smiled and scratched my palm twice, "Did you tell him?" β
I looked at him blankly, "Who?" β
Lu Zhoucheng stopped smiling, his thin lips pursed slightly, "Qin Ziming, don't tell me you haven't told him yet." β
"He didn't come to the company yesterday!"
"Won't you call?"
"I did, but no one answered."
Lu Zhoucheng glanced at me suspiciously, "I don't think I know that you regretted hiding anymore!" β
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Just because he hadn't made it clear to Qin Ziming, Lu Zhoucheng chattered all the way and ordered me to deal with things today.
I also wanted to make it clear earlier, but when I asked the company, Qin Ziming didn't come today, and later I heard Liao Mingkai say that he was sick and resting at home.
"Mr. Shen, do you think I should go to Mr. Qin's house to have a look? He was home alone, sick again, and didn't know if he had anything to eat. β
I thought about asking him about inviting celebrities, so I said, "I'll go!" You type out a copy of Zhang Yunfan's information, and bring all the documents that need to be signed, and I'll bring them over. β
I just went to Qin Ziming's house a few days ago, and standing outside the gate of the villa, I rang the doorbell.
It didn't take long for a familiar voice to come from the faΓ§ade, "Which one?" β
"Mr. Qin, it's me."
There was a moment of silence, highlighting the surprise of the master, and then I heard him say, "Wait a minute." β
It didn't take long for Qin Ziming to come out, with a turtleneck, home pants, and his hair covered his forehead softly, which was very different from the previous elite image.
He feels more comfortable in this way, but his face looks a little pale.
"Why are you here?"
"I heard Assistant Liao say you're sick."
His gaze swept over the bag in my hand, "What's the catch?" β
I opened it and showed him, "I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I bought some casually." β
It's just some fruit bread and milk or something, mainly because I'm afraid that he will go hungry at home.
Qin Ziming took the bag in my hand, "Come in!" β
I hurriedly followed, "Mr. Qin, you are not feeling well, let me take it!" β
"I'm fine, just a little feverish, get used to it."
Qin Ziming didn't give me a chance to perform, took the things to the kitchen, and came out with a cup of tea in his hand.
"I only have green tea here."
I saw that when he sat down, the expression on his face was a little unnatural, and it was estimated that he was not lightly ill, so I asked him if he had been to the hospital.
Qin Ziming shook his head, he didn't have much strength to speak.
"I'm fine, just get some sleep."
But now he is like this, it really doesn't look like he will be fine after sleeping!