Also, she was busy with Brother Nan's affairs today, and she was still very sad.
Although this kind of sadness has nothing to do with liking, in his eyes, he just cares.
After thinking about it, Lan Xixi hugged his arm and raised her lips: "Even if there is no gift, I won't lose sleep over other things, so don't think too much about it.
When I go back and lie in bed tonight, I will spend an hour wondering what the gift is, then I will fall asleep and wake up tomorrow morning to see the surprise you gave me."
Her tone was sweet, with a little bit of coquettishness.
Bo Zhanye actually didn't care very much, nor was he angry, but he just didn't want her to lose sleep over Nan Jingting.
Seeing her well-behaved look at this moment, he raised the corners of his lips and said no more.
When the car arrived at Fu's house, Bo Zhan sent Lan Xixi upstairs at night and looked at the two children:
"Xiao Mo, Yaya, daddy is here."
As soon as the two children saw Bo Zhanye, they jumped out of bed and threw away the gifts in their hands:
"Daddy! Daddy!"
"I miss Daddy so much!"
"Daddy, you are busy chasing mommy and you are ignoring us during this time."
"Did my brother and I pick it up? Or is it extra?"
Ruanru's voice was coquettish, complaining, and aggrieved.
Bo Zhanye's heart beat weakly, and his handsome face was even gentler than when he faced Lan Xixi. He held one in each hand, sat on the edge of the bed, let them sit on his lap, and said softly:
"What are you talking about? Daddy hopes to give mommy a perfect wedding, and then the whole family can be together warmly.
Besides, Xiao Mo, you will pamper other girls like daddy in the future. Yaya, you will meet a boy who pampers you just like daddy pampers mommy. But mommy only has daddy, so you still have the nerve to talk to mommy.
Do you want to grab your favor?"
He spoke softly and made sense.
When the two children heard this, they quickly understood: "Oh, we are either competing with mommy for favors, or we are just talking casually."
"Well! Daddy, you love mommy so much. If you two are happy, we will be happy!"
"It's just Daddy, can you wait until we fall asleep tonight before leaving? It's been a long time since I've been forgiven by Daddy..."
The little girl is pitiful and coquettish, with watery eyes and dark eyes, making her completely powerless to resist.
Bo Zhanye said almost instinctively: "Okay, hold our little princess, tell her a story, and wait until the little princess falls asleep before leaving."
"Thank you, Daddy!" Lan Yaya hugged Bo Zhanye and kissed him a few times.
The soft touch made Bo Zhanye's heart melt. He hugged the child and lay on the bed, comforting him with his big hands while telling stories.
The stories he tells are different from fairy tales. They are probably about the past of some well-known figures, such as Edison and Lu Xun. For children, they are simply out of place.
But unfortunately, he was born with a dark and beautiful voice, and he sounded as elegant and charming as a cello.
It's the best lullaby in the world.
The two children gradually fell asleep.
Lan Xixi leaned aside, also drowsy.
When Bo Zhanye turned around, he saw her little head falling towards his shoulder.
For a moment, there was the child on his right and her on the left. This feeling was indescribably wonderful...
"Xiaoxi." He called softly.
Seeing that she didn't wake up, he had to take off his coat and shoes, then carefully took off her coat and shoes, and took her to lie down on the bed.
After all this tossing, Lan Xixi opened her eyes in a daze, looked at the man's handsome face and his deep eyes, and asked sleepily:
"Are you sleeping here tonight?"
Then, he fell asleep again.
She didn't have much consciousness at all, she was just in a daze.
So the next morning, when she fell asleep in a daze and felt the man's warm body, she thought it was a dream and crawled into his arms without shame.
A pair of small hands fell on his waist and hugged him on his back.
"It's so warm...hug...smells so good, kiss..."
It was only seven o'clock in the morning, it was a winter day, heavy fog filled the air, and it was still dark.