There is no expression on Jingjing's face, and her eyes are not as talkative as Tangtang.
It is always deserted, without any naughty energy of a child, and it is so quiet that it makes people feel distressed.
But unfortunately, even this little guy who can always touch the softest side of human nature and people's hearts will always make some surprising moves.
Just like this moment——
Jingjing suddenly stretched out her hand and took out a piece of exquisitely packaged organic candy from the pocket of her handsome jeans. She reached out and grabbed Lin Xing's hand, insisting on turning it around and placing the beautiful candy in his habitual place.
On the warm palm of your hand.
"Sugar... doesn't hurt..."
His dark eyes blinked again and again.
The cute baby's soft little hands fit Lin Xing's big hands.
A moment, a glance, a piece of candy... but it accidentally touched Lin Xing's memory when he was young.
It seems that there was also a little person who put a piece of candy in the palm of his hand after he got injured after having a fight with another group of children in the compound.
The difference is.
Jingjing can't laugh, but the little man in my memory smiles very sweetly and dazzlingly...
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As soon as dinner was over, Lin Xing chatted with Mr. Bo for a while and then went upstairs first.
After a while, Mr. Bo seemed to have received a very important phone call, went to the study, and then sent Ivan to the study.
The two of them were talking about some mysterious thing, and the door was tightly closed.
In Nuo Da's hall, Li Yi was like a big child, running and jumping around with Tangtang.
Instead, he quietly and obediently nestled next to Bo Jinghan, lying on her lap and listening to the storybook carefully.
In the meantime, he suddenly sat up, stared at Bao Jinghan for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Dad...?"
"Jingjing, be good. Dad is busy with work and is on a business trip. He can't come back today."
Bo Jinghan held the cute baby in his arms and stared at the child with a soft expression. He reached out and combed the child's messy hair with his gentle fingertips, and patiently explained to the child. After finishing speaking, she pointed to a few people around and said: "
You have mommy, brother, uncle Aze and uncle Li Yi to accompany you, isn't it good?"
There was no emotion, anger or joy on Jingjing's face, but the way he turned away seemed to express the deep emotions in his heart.
After a while, he lay on Bao Jinghan's lap again, holding back his energy and murmuring a few words.
Still dragging a long, somewhat weird ending.
But every word struck a needle, pricking Bao Jinghan's heart——
"Think...Dad..."
I felt flustered.
Bo Jinghan looked down at the little guy lying on her lap and sniffed his sour nose.
The beautiful eyebrows and eyes are covered by the softness and gentleness of motherhood, hiding the sharpness and coolness.
But there was a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, and she felt a little lost in thought as she watched the child patting and caressing her silently...
Until, the antique clock in the hall struck nine times——
"Miss, it's nine o'clock. Leave young master Jingjing to me. I'll take the two young masters upstairs to wash up first!"
According to the rules, Aze reminded me from time to time.
Bo Jinghan, who came to his senses in an instant, lowered his head and looked at the little guy who had fallen asleep in her arms at some point. His eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked up at A Ze who was standing in front of him, and gently dragged him up.
The little guy's body: "Aze, I'm sorry to bother you!"
"This is my duty."
Aze responded in a deep voice, but his eyes became darker when he met Bo Jinghan's eyes that had not had time to hide the soft waves between his eyebrows.
He leaned over and picked up the sleeping little guy, and led Tangtang, who was tired from playing, upstairs.
