Chapter 1297

He didn't have any children here, and of course he didn't have a chair. After thinking about it, he took a blanket from the sofa and spread it on the floor facing the kitchen. He took the little guy to the blanket and sat down. He went into the kitchen, turned his face and made sure that the little guy was in his eyesight. Then he began to clean up the kitchen that he had been struggling with.

How could you ever do such a job?

wipe the table, wipe the floor, clean up the milk powder

In a flash.

Eh?

Where are the people!

There was only an empty bottle left on the blanket. The little guy had already disappeared.

The heart of Xicheng seemed to swing around in the middle of the air. It was so tight that he rushed out with the dishcloth in his hand and looked around quickly.

The door is closed.

By the sofa, No.

Under the bookshelf, No.

Stairs, No.

……

No!

How does the stair carpet move?

Xicheng turned his eyes to the stairs again and looked at it carefully. Across the railing, he saw that the little guy was climbing up the stairs with his buttocks pouting. Because the carpet was a dark blue carpet, and he was wearing a dark blue jumpsuit, he was crawling on the ground again. Just after he saw it, he found such a small thing.

West City is a little relieved to find that the little guy is still there.

For a moment, his face changed again.

"Be careful!"

It turned out that the little guy on the stairs suddenly changed direction, climbed to the side of the stairs, small hands holding the railing, was about to stand up.

"Don't move!"

The West City screamed and rushed to the side of the little guy step by step. He grabbed the little guy's clothes, fell down on the stairs, and pulled the little guy into his arms. The man gasped heavily.

The little guy seemed to think it was fun, and he patted his face with his little hand.

"Dad Dad

"You're good to call me, Dad, you almost scared out of heart disease!"

As soon as he spoke, Xicheng was surprised by himself.

Dad?

How could he accept the new role so easily?

He put down the dishcloth he still held in his hand. He gently pinched the little guy's flank with both hands and straightened the little guy's face in front of him seriously.

Small people, small face, head is thick black bright hair, full forehead is a pair of big and bright black eyes, black pupil almost accounts for more than half of the eyes.

Small and straight nose, pink and tender lips, is grinning out a lovely smile, lip corner also has a light crystal saliva.

Two small hands are hard to reach his face, as if to touch him, he slightly moved the little guy, tender hands fell on his face.

Warm, soft touch

If it was not for the gender written on the paper, it would be difficult to regard him as a little boy, because the little guy was so beautiful that even compared with mu Xuechen's little angel, he was not inferior at all.

This is his son?

Looking at the delicate and lovely little guy in front of his eyes, the eyes of Xicheng once again flashed that disordered night, flashed through Xia Nuan's tearful eyes, and suddenly found that the child's eyes and Xia Nuan are like.

In fact, the impression of summer warmth still remains in high school, when he was studying in international school.

Xia Nuan was transferred to the class when she was a sophomore in senior high school. She still remembers that when she entered the classroom on the first day, the girl was very delicate and quiet. She stood on the stage to introduce herself and say a pure and elegant English voice.

She is exquisite and excellent in learning. It is easy to take the boys in the class as prisoners one by one. Many boys have confessed to her. She is neither angry nor proud. She just calmly responds, "I just want to study hard now. I don't want to make boyfriends. Just be friends."

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!