Quietly holding Lu Yan's hand, he stood at the door.
He was still wearing the blouse he had used for breakfast, and he even held a spoon in his hand that he couldn't put down in time.
"Jingjing, dad has to go to work. How about saying goodbye to dad?"
Bo Jinghan patiently squatted beside the cute baby and coaxed him softly.
But Jingjing couldn't bear to let go of Lu Yan, and persistently grabbed his finger and held it tightly.
Although there were no emotional changes on his face or eyes, anyone with eyes and feelings could see the child's attachment.
"Be obedient Jingjing. If you don't let go of daddy, daddy will be late for work! If he is late, daddy won't be able to visit Jingjing at night. Do you understand?"
He looked at Bao Jinghan quietly and blankly.
After a long while, he blinked slowly, bit his delicate lips, and frowned slightly, as if he was struggling with something in his heart.
"Quietly..."
"I'll do it!"
Interrupting Bo Jinghan's unspoken persuasion.
Lu Yan bent down, rubbed the child's little head, and then knelt down next to Bo Jinghan: "My dear, dad has to go to work. Can you play with your brother at home first? Come back in the evening after dad gets off work.
Can I stay with you and my brother?"
The little cute baby with lowered eyes blinked, slowly raised his head, and moved his gaze from Lu Yan's toes to his face. The little hand holding the spoon moved slightly, and held Lu Yan tightly.
The hand holding the finger slowly relaxed.
"Dad... come back early..."
He opened his mouth slightly and murmured quietly for a long time before finally coming up with five words with great difficulty.
My heart trembled.
Lu Yan's eyes softened, staring into the cute baby's dark eyes, and reached out to brush away the broken hair from his forehead.
"Okay, dad will be back soon."
"Pull...hookhook..."
I know Jingjing no less than Tangtang, but I just don’t know how to express and communicate.
But in just one day, Bo Jinghan was shocked to discover that Jingjing's attachment to Lu Yan seemed to be the key to unlocking his emotional and communication barriers.
"Okay, pull the hook!"
Lu Yan reached out and hooked his son's soft little finger and shook it gently.
When he let go, he pecked the soft, smooth and white little face.
But just when he was about to stand up, Jingjing suddenly came closer and kissed Lu Yan on the cheek.
"Dear...Dad..."
There was silence all around.
Bo Jinghan and Lu Yan seemed to freeze at that moment.
But they soon came to their senses.
"Since Jingjing has a father, doesn't he love his mother anymore?"
Making a gesture to Lu Yan to let him leave, Bo Jinghan took the opportunity to distract the little cute baby and looked over with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.
"Love Mommy...kiss...Mommy..."
He chewed his words and spoke quietly and slowly.
Then he approached Bao Jinghan and kissed her on the cheek.
This kid!
Bo Jinghan rubbed the top of the child's hair distressedly, then reached out to pick him up, turned and walked towards the restaurant.
"Miss, the old man asked you to go to the flower room, where will he be waiting for you?"
Approaching the restaurant, Aze suddenly stood up, nodded respectfully towards her, and then reached out to hug Jingjing.
But Jingjing turned away awkwardly and buried her head in Bao Jinghan's neck, refusing to let him hold her.
Bo Jinghan patted the little guy's back comfortingly, stared at Aze and smiled a little apologetically.
"Well, I understand. By the way, where is Tangtang?"
