Jing Jiaren quietly opened the door and saw toys thrown all over the floor, and the whole room was turned into a battlefield.
Jing Jiaren walked across the open space as much as possible, sighing in her heart...
This kid is only 4 years old and already has the temper of a young master. He really follows Ximen Longting's temperament.
She originally thought that he was much more well-behaved and sensible than Ximen Longting, but it turned out that he was just treating her.
Sun, who was crying, hugged SpongeBob's pillow and fell asleep with his limbs stretched tightly.
He puts this Spongebob in his little duffel bag and takes it with him wherever he goes...
Because once Jing Jiaren said when she gave it to him, this is her.
SUN put everything Jing Jiaren gave him in his luggage bag and took it with him wherever he went.
I have to take it out and hold it every night to fall asleep sweetly.
Of course, if Jing Jiaren was by his side, he wouldn't mind hugging Jing Jiaren.
The cold air was blowing happily, and the little guy kicked off the quilt.
Jing Jiaren picked up the quilt and covered him, looking at his beautiful eyes closed with thick dark circles under his eyes. According to the servant, he was so noisy for two days and nights that he refused to sleep and looked for the Queen everywhere.
, now I can’t be trapped anymore.
Next to the pillow is his small mobile phone.
Jing Jiaren picked it up and saw that he had made countless phone calls.
When she and Ximen Longting were on the ground floor of the Royal Hotel, they couldn't receive a signal and her cell phone fell off.
Silly boy, he kept dialing numbers that couldn't be reached. He was very similar to his father.
Jing Jiaren frowned and suddenly thought of a way...
She can record SUN until he grows up and send him one message every day.
After a pause, she thought, one message a day, 365 messages a year, too many, right?
Change it to every week, or every month...
She can encourage him and accompany him in the recording.
Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment and then thought, why not find a woman to wear a mask and pretend to be her?
But what if that woman has a bad heart and abuses SUN?
Jing Jiaren put down her children's mobile phone, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at SUN carefully...
Her eyes fell on the locked diary under his arm again.
The little guy was probably halfway through writing when he forgot to close it, dropped the pen and left the diary open.
Jing Jiaren quietly rushed out the diary and saw the faint traces of tears on it.
Jing Jiaren's heart seemed to be stung by a scorpion...
When Ximen Longting shed tears, she was also in such suffocating pain. And SUN was sad and sad, and she felt the same pain.
The latest log is:
[Queen, has KING eloped? The Queen doesn’t want baby SUN anymore? When will the Queen remember SUN? Queen, Queen! Where are you, I am your baby... KING
It’s a big bad guy!]
Below is a cartoon boy with a big head, crying.o(>_<)o
Jing Jiaren turned to the previous page again.
[Today, the Queen gave SUN a zaozao (bath). I remember when I was a child, the Queen also gave SUN a zaozao (bath)... SUN is really xiwang (hope)! From now on, the Queen will give SUN a zaozao (bath) every day.
Take a bath】
It’s just a bath, is it worth recording it so deliberately? Is it so embarrassing?
Jing Jiaren stroked SUN's little head, then turned to the previous page and looked at it.