My son was floating because of his good look. He had to beat his son and wake up.

Under such a special attack from my father, Leilei was not surprised and was futile again.

The ball was not received, and he ran out in sweat. His little arm stretched out with all his strength to get the ball. His little eyes watched the ball fly over in front of him. He almost fell again.

This lesson made him feel more wronged and uncomfortable than not getting the ball.

He obviously saw the ball, but he couldn't get it.

Leilei's little nose was sucking hard.

I was almost dead. He saw it, but he didn't receive it-

"dad--"

"What's wrong? When you see the ball, you can't get it, right? Then practice until you get it. The game is not based on whether you have seen the ball as the standard to judge the victory, but only depends on whether you play the ball to refer to whether you win." Meng Chenhao said to his son selflessly.

Dad is right!

Leilei wiped his little hands against his little eyes.

It's not possible to have a small look. He should abandon his confidence.

"Practice well." After whipping his son, Meng Chenhao did not forget to encourage him, "When you go back, your father will make a training plan for you. Let you exercise the skills of running back and forth. You can run at a speed, but if you accelerate and run hard, you can't do it."

With Dad's point of view, Leilei's confidence became strong and he nodded to Dad.

Xiaoxiao pouted and was envious. He also wanted to have such a father who was so focused on watching him train, accompanying him to train, and giving him some advice on his training.

Xiaogu looked at the Leilei brothers and the Leilei brothers' father with his little eyes, as if he was in a daze.

Honghong looked at her uncle with a pair of small eyes that refreshed her cognition.

When I first saw this uncle, I always felt that his uncle had a black face and was very scared, not as gentle as his aunt. Now, what Honghong felt was that this uncle was actually good to the child, but kind-hearted.

After practicing a few more balls with his son, Meng Chenhao stopped, walked over and wiped his son's little forehead with a handkerchief, and then checked his son's little palm that had been wiped with skin, and confirmed that there was nothing serious.

Dad loves Leilei. Leilei can feel it all his heart and soul. He hugged his father's thighs with his little hands and refused to let his father go. That's because the young master knew that his father was going to leave and went to work.

Regarding his son's move that sometimes looks like a girl's need to hug him, Meng Chenhao was helpless and thought, he thought that only when his son has a younger brother or younger sister could his son become a straight man like him.

"Dad." Leilei held his father's hand and sent his father outside to leave for work.

Along the way, Meng Chenhao talked to his son, and talked about what he had discussed with his wife before, saying, "Mom and Dad don't put pressure on you. If you don't want to think about it, don't think about it, do you know? Mom and Dad won't ask you to give answers to your father and mom."

Leilei knew what his father was saying as soon as he heard it. It just so happened that the young master had something to tell his father, "I want my brother and sister."

Alas? Meng Chenhao turned his head to look at his son. Didn’t his son feel depressed and his younger brother and sister rob his mother and father? Why? Two troublemakers at home brainwashed their son again?

"What did your aunt and uncle say to you again?" Meng Chenhao asked carefully. After all, this matter is very important and you should not do anything randomly.

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