Sikong Jingqiu was silent, and after a few seconds, he finally looked, "Well. I haven't seen him for a long time."
"Do you want to see him now?" Haiyue stood up with a red face, squatted down, groped to pick up clothes, and accidentally touched Sikong Jingqiu's legs.
She wanted to retract her hand like an electric shock, but was caught by Sikong Jingqiu.
"Don't move, I'll do it!" Sikong Jingqiu got up, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on one by one for Haiyue.
A few minutes later, the two men who had finished the decoration left the bathroom holding hands and came to sit down by the bed.
Seeing Jing Lie's little mouth open and sleeping soundly, Sikong Jingqiu felt very entertained, suddenly reached out and pinched Jing Lie's pink face and pulled it out.
"Little lazy bug, get up!"
Jing Lue, who was playing chess with Zhou Gong, was suddenly attacked by this. He sat up in pain and covered his cheeks and shouted, "Wow—It hurts so much!"
The mother and son even reacted exactly the same when they woke up.
Sikong Jingqiu looked at Jingluo and couldn't help but remember that she had pinched Haiyue's face like this before. At that time, her reaction was exactly the same as Jingluo, and she couldn't help but grin.
"What's wrong? Did you fall?" Haiyue thought that Jing Lu accidentally fell to the ground, so she stood up from the bed with a panic expression.
"It's okay." Sikong Jingqiu took Haiyue's hand and pulled her back to the bed and sat down.
"But I just heard Jingluo say it hurts..."
"Jing Lue was just a little scared by me." Sikong Jingqiu looked at Jing Lue, who was still sleepy and couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north, while hugging Haiyue's waist.
The sound that appeared in the room finally made Jingluo wake up. He looked up at the origin of the sound and found that the person sitting by the bed was Sikong Jingqiu who had been on a business trip for more than half a year. His eyes suddenly widened, and then,
He rushed towards Sikong Jingqiu.
"Dad! You are finally back on a business trip?!"
Jing Lue stepped on Sikong Jingqiu's knee and jumped and screamed. Sikong Jingqiu almost couldn't hold it up, so he let Jing Lue roll to the ground.
"Be careful! Be careful! Your nose will flatten if you fall down!" Sikong Jingqiu hugged his son in fear.
"Dad's nose is flat--" Jing Lue made a face at Sikong Jingqiu, and before he could stick out his tongue, he saw the scars lying on Sikong Jing's cheek. All his movements stopped and looked at Sikong in shock.
Jing Qiu made a sound after a few seconds, "Dad, what's wrong with your face?"
"Uh...this..." Sikong Jingqiu pondered, and what kind of excuse he wanted to find would not make Jing Lu suspicious.
From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Haiyue, who was smiling, cleared her throat, and said seriously, "Uh... because my dad has been on a business trip for too long, your mother is angry, just..."
As he said that, he lowered his eyes very "sad" as if he was repenting his behavior of returning late.
"Huh? Really? Mom, did you hit the wound on dad's face?" Jing Lu turned his head and looked at Haiyue in surprise.
"Of course... not..." Haiyue, who was also shot while lying down, waved her hand in a panic, not knowing what to say.
Finally, all the surprise turned into a roar, "Sikong Jingqiu! What do you say to Jingluo? How can I do anything to you?"