He Jingyao didn't seem to have a real sense of being a father until he came home and saw the little guy holding his soft body in his arms.

But then there was a little bit of No way, though he didn't want to admit it.

For the role of father, he did not have no idea, but he did not expect that this identity came so caught off guard that he did not have the slightest psychological preparation.

Not long ago, he was still immersed in the fact that Su Zhixi had died, and even forced himself to accept the fact But in a twinkling of an eye, she not only came back, but also brought their son.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but caress his eyebrows.

When he saw this woman, he had many accounts to settle with her.

"Dad, you're the best." The little guy put his arm around his neck.

He Jingyao looked down at the flattering smile on his face, which also reminded him of a woman.

He suddenly thought of one thing: "Xiaobao, do you read?"

Xiao Bao's voice broke down: "knowledge A little bit. "

"How much is a little bit, eh?" He Jingyao did not give him a chance to escape.

He twisted his fingers and his eyes began to wander.

He Jingyao laughed angrily, took him back to the room and went to the desk: "it seems that we have something to do."

Xiaobao was worried and began to play tricks skillfully: "Oh, I have a headache..."

"Really?" He Jingyao took a look at him and said, "shall I ask the doctor to give you an injection at home?"

The little guy shivered and shook his head: "no No more pain. "

He Jingyao quietly hooked the corner of his lips.

……

Xiaobao suddenly found that his father and mother are really different.

Every time his mother led him to read, although she would be very strict, she was very easy to be soft hearted. Xiaobao had already seen through it. If he was a coquette, a cute girl, or something else, his mother would easily be taken away.

But these tricks, put in the father's place is not easy to use.

His father would not be cruel to him, or even scold him, but once he wanted to play a trick, he would either sneer or smile like a smile, occasionally with a little disdain in his eyes, which made him unable to learn.

So at the end of the morning, he recognized more words than his mother had taught him in a month.

He tearfully said: "Dad, I don't love you, I want to go home."

He Jingyao was indifferent: "this is your home."

"Hum..." He puffed his mouth. "I haven't seen my grandfather for days. I want to see my grandfather! And Tanabata I want to see Tanabata! "

He Jingyao raised his eyes and closed the book: "your grandfather I really want to meet him formally. Over a few days. But who is Tanabata? "

"Dad, you don't even know Chinese Valentine's Day!" Xiaobao's tone was full of incredible, "haven't you heard her song?"

He Jingyao took a look at him: "is that what you put these days?"

"Yes When Xiaobao mentioned idols, he showed a fool's face, "when I grow up, I want to marry Qixi."

He Jingyao looks at his son's Douding figure and hooks his lips. He doesn't open his mouth to attack him.

He looked at the time, stood up and picked up the little guy: "let's go, let's go down to dinner."

"When can I see the Double Seventh Festival?" Xiaobao asked without hesitation.

"When you have read a hundred words."

“…… Hum. "

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