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Chapter 5872 Green grass on the original, white frost on Longshang (6)

One night, Rong Jincheng not only ate with little Zhibao, but also took him to an indoor amusement park. He even let Zhibao sit on his shoulders dotingly.

Rong Jincheng is very tall. Sitting on his shoulders, Zhibao can see the world from high up!

Yung Jincheng also took fun selfies and short videos with Xiao Zhibao.

Xiao Zhibao seemed to have opened the door to a new world, giggling and making playful poses with Rong Jincheng.

After taking a video, Rong Jincheng sent it to Moments: Guess whose little friend this is, isn’t it so cute o(∩_∩)o haha~

Within a few minutes, the comments below were overwhelming.

A: Rong Jincheng, you gave birth to another son?

Rong Jincheng: Get out.

B: Didn’t you go to the capital?

Rong Jincheng: Yes.

Han Yurou: Hey, whose baby is this? It’s so cute!

Rong Jincheng: Hey, wife, guess what.

Han Yurou: I can’t guess.

Rong Jincheng: The youngest son of Mr. Qiao’s family.

Han Yurou: Let me tell you!! So cute!!!

Rong Jincheng: I really want to steal it home o(╥﹏╥)o

Han Yurou: Just steal if you don’t want your life.

Josnian:???

Rong Jincheng: Damn, I forgot to block Mr. Qiao.

Josnian: What are you talking about?

Rong Jincheng: I didn’t say anything.

Rong Jincheng was sweating while drinking yogurt with Xiao Zhibao. How could he forget that Josnian had his and Han Yurou's WeChat accounts and they were mutual friends.

Sweating.

It's not good to say that you stole your son in front of others.

Josnian from Qiao Zhai was leaning on the sofa and looking at his phone. He showed the video to Ye Jiaqi. Ye Jiaqi watched happily: "Xiao Zhibao is so cute."

"The point isn't that someone wants to steal your son."

"He stole your son, but you stole his twins."

"..." Josnian looked up at the sky, feeling unhappy.

Dessert shop.

Xiao Zhibao was holding his yogurt cup and drinking yogurt. He frowned and said, "Uncle, don't play with your phone. You brought Xiao Zhibao out to play, so don't play with your phone."

"Yes, yes." Rong Jincheng obeyed, put away his phone, and took a sip of the milk tea in front of him, "Does the yogurt taste good?"

“Delicious.”

"Well, what else do you want to play later?"

"Gotta catch the doll."

"Okay, your uncle is very good at it!" This Rong Jincheng has practiced before, and he has caught many happy dolls. "But you can catch dolls. When you go back, you have to praise your uncle more to your father. I know

Is it done?"

"Xiao Zhibao knows!"

"Smart, clever."

"Uncle, where is your baby? When will Sen play with Zhibao?"

"They are in New York. When you go to New York next time, uncle will let them play with you."

The whole family was chatting in a very harmonious way.

After drinking milk tea, Rong Jincheng took Xiao Zhibao to catch dolls. He was very skilled and caught seven or eight dolls for Zhibao.

Zhibao couldn't hold them, so he and Rong Jincheng held several of them each and walked happily in the mall. Those who didn't know better thought they were father and son.

We played until nearly nine o'clock. Xiao Zhibao had to go to school tomorrow, so Rong Jincheng had to ask the driver to take him home. He was really reluctant to do so.

Zhibao waved to him: "Uncle, goodbye."

"goodbye!"

The car was full of dolls. Zhibao had not been so happy for a long time. He liked this uncle more and more. He was handsome and could play. He was more fun than his father and Uncle Song.

He was sitting in the passenger seat, swinging his calves and humming children's songs, very excited.
Chapter completed!
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