The corners of her lips raised, she nodded towards the other end of the phone, "Okay, little Shao Qian must be good."
"Don't worry."
As soon as Xiao Shao Qian finished saying this, his phone was snatched away by a shameless man.
"Hey! Hey! You big bad guy, give me your phone back, I want to talk to Ji Ran!!"
The little guy jumped down from the bed and wanted to grab the mobile phone in Jun Yucheng's hand. However, the height difference between the two was so big that he couldn't even touch Jun Yucheng's waist, let alone
The phone is gone.
He held Jun Yucheng's legs and kept jumping, but it was still in vain.
Someone completely shamelessly ignored a little kid who was busy next to his legs, and said to the phone: "Now that my son's voice has been heard, and no one has touched his hair, can you sleep peacefully now?"
Hearing Jun Yucheng's voice, Ji Ran's body froze again. He held the phone and hesitated to speak. After all, he didn't say anything anymore, so he just spoke in a low voice into the phone: "Yeah."
I was about to hang up the phone, but after thinking about it, I started to call him out: "Jun Yucheng."
"What's up?"
He seemed to be expecting Ji Ran to tell him something unrelated to the little thing, but he saw that Ji Ran just paused and said with a somewhat distant politeness: "My son... I'll just trouble you."
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It's about her son again. Does she have no other topics to talk to him about except this?
Jun Yucheng was a little annoyed in his heart. He held the phone and wanted to pinch the person on the other end of the phone. "Can you change the topic?"
He spoke to Ji Ran with a calm voice, only to be met with a moment of confusion on the other end of the phone.
She thought Ji Ran would really change the topic, but she just suddenly came up with another topic: "Can you tell stories?"
Tell stories?
Jun Yucheng was stunned, a little confused by Ji Ran's sudden question.
"What? You want me to tell you a story to put you to sleep?"
Suddenly, he sneered playfully and joked into the phone, knowing it was impossible, but still wanted to hear her sullen voice.
Ji Ran was not angry, but said to him angrily: "I just want to tell you that my son can only fall asleep when he listens to stories."
Jun Yucheng's face darkened again because of these words, "Didn't I tell you to change the topic?"
Damn it, it's her son again! She talks about her son when she talks and talks about her son. When can she talk about topics that have nothing to do with her son?
Ji Ran seemed to sense Jun Yucheng's anger, but Ji Ran thought that his request was a bit too much.
Asking him to help take care of the child is actually a bit too much, and now he is asked to tell stories to his son.
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It seems somewhat impossible.
How could a person like him be patient enough to tell stories to his children?
The image of chess Jun Yucheng telling stories in her mind was a bit hard for her to accept.
He immediately shook his head and said, "If you don't want to talk, then forget it, I'm sorry."
She sounded a little disappointed and hung up the phone without saying anything to Jun Yucheng.
"Hello? Hello? Ji Ran! Ji Ran?? Damn it!!"
He looked at the phone that kept ringing with a busy tone with some distress, cursed, and growled into the empty room: "I didn't say no! Damn it!"