The Qi family's mansion.

Yangyang, who has always loved Lai Chuang, heard that the maid said that the second young master was back, and he was so excited that he got up from the mattress.

With a small body, he didn't even care about putting on clothes, so he rushed out of the bedroom with his slippers.

Even Bella, who was lazy by the door, seemed to smell an unusual smell, and immediately stood up on all fours, wagged her tail, and ran up after Yang Yang.

"Ahhhh......h

Yang Yang shouted as he ran.

The high-pitched and excited children's voice, like silver bells, swayed in the Qi family's mansion.

Bella followed behind, as if she was infected, and shouted "Wang, Wangwang, Wangwang......".

In these days with Yangyang, although Bella always fights with him, the last two little guys will always be weirdly reconciled.

Qi Yemo pushed the wheelchair out of his father's study, and before he had time to turn-

Boom~.

A fat little thing, like a little whirlwind, suddenly pounced on it......

"Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad......" Yang Yang grinned, his small body hugged Qi Yemo's plaster leg tightly, tilted his little head, and smiled brightly.

The mouth is grunting, as if calling Dad addicted.

Qi Yemo subconsciously frowned and glanced at the ** on the side of his legs.

This kid can actually wear a brand-name pajamas into a crumpled hemp ball, a chicken nest head that has not been combed at all, and run over with slippers, and the slippers even ran away on the way.

This...... Or is it the son he usually remembers, like him, who pays attention to every detail to the extreme?

Since the last time he had a big fight with this kid over Bella's stupid dog, and this kid ran out, Qin Huo told him that he was brought back that night.

He knew that children were just children after all, just playing with their tempers.

Who knows, it's good that this is gone, but when he saw it, his face became more and more gloomy.

"Qi, Si, Chen!" A word for a moment, spat out from his lips.

"Hehe...... Yang Yang smirked vigorously, how could he know Qi Yemo's thoughts. With a pair of big clear eyes, he blinked and looked up at the tall and burly strange man in front of him.

Yang Yang had seen him in the photo, and the maid said that this was Chenchen's father.

"Daddy......" Yang Yang shouted as he climbed up from his plaster leg like a little monkey.

The dirty soles of his feet also stepped on his white trouser legs very unceremoniously, leaving one cute little black footprint after another.

A certain cleanliness man's face darkened.

"Qi Sichen, what the hell are you going to do!" He stared at the son in his arms like a dog, and in his memory, the boy never seemed to have done such an outrageous act.

"Hey...... Dad ...... "Yang Yang exerted his proud sticky skills, climbed on Qi Yemo's legs in three or two clicks, threw himself into Qi Yemo's arms, and then-

"Wow...... the little guy burst into tears without warning.

Seeing Qi Yemo, he was stunned for a while.

The anger was instantly extinguished by the little guy's inexplicable cry.

The little guy's crying attracted a lot of onlookers, but after the lesson of the last time, this time, no one dared to provoke the father and son.

"Woo wow wow ......" Yang Yang's cry is like a flood breaking out, surging river, endless, out of control......

Qi Yemo glared at his crying son in his arms.

On Junjun's face, which was always calm, a touch of panic gradually appeared......