Bo Xiaomo noticed Bo Zhanye's dissatisfaction, pulled his hand and asked:
"Daddy, aren't you happy?"
Bo Zhanye put away his thoughts and lowered his eyes to look at him: "No."
Thinking of something, he deliberately emphasized his tone and said with a hint: "Uncle Tang just said he would send your aunt home, and now she is still waiting downstairs. You should understand what that means? Do you know how to do it?"
Bo Xiaomo's black eyes rolled, and then he suddenly understood, and said crisply: "I understand. Daddy means to let me help!"
This kid is finally his own.
Bo Zhanye touched Bo Xiaomo's head and said softly: "You are smart, behave well."
"Yeah!" Bo Xiaomo nodded solemnly.
‘Tatatata’ Lan Xixi’s hurried footsteps sounded.
Bo Zhanye got up, as if nothing had happened, and sat down at the desk as if nothing had happened, sorting out Bo Xiaomo's books.
That cold and noble posture is like a banished immortal, untainted by worldly affairs.
When Lan Xixi entered the house and saw him like that, she couldn't help complaining that it was late at night and it was time for him and his son to be alone, so why did he call her.
Forget it, take his black card, he is the father of the funder, you can do whatever you want.
"Xiao Mo, you go first to the bathroom and wait for Auntie. Auntie will get you pajamas."
Bo Xiaomo turned to look at Bo Zhanye, made an OK gesture to him, patted his chest, then looked at Lan Xixi obediently, and said:
"Auntie, I've grown up, and I'm a boy. I don't have sex with men. I don't need you to wash it for me. You and Uncle Tang should go back!"
In an instant, Bo Zhanye, who was originally waiting for his son to "behave well", twitched the corner of his mouth.
Is this what he conveyed?
What does this brat understand?
Lan Xixi was very surprised. She bent down to look at Bo Xiaomo and asked softly: "Wash it yourself? Is that really okay?"
Bo Xiaomo glanced at his daddy, wondering why his daddy's face had turned so dark? It must be because he didn't behave well enough!
He continued: "Yes, Auntie, I can really do it. It would be a bad idea if Uncle Tang is waiting down below. Come on, let's go. See you tomorrow."
After saying that, he pushed Lan Xixi out of the room and closed the door.
With a bang, everything is cut off.
Lan Xixi was confused. Why was Xiao Mo so obedient and self-reliant tonight? Anyway, it was a good performance.
She said through the door: "Then please slow down and call your dad if you need anything. Good night. See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, good night." Bo Xiaomo replied obediently. After the footsteps completely disappeared, he turned around and wanted to accept the award from his father, only to find that his father's face was even darker!
He frowned in confusion: "Daddy? What's wrong? Did I do a bad job?"
Bo Zhanye looked at his son's innocent and cute look, and his temple muscles jumped twice: "No, you did a good job."
Without saying anything, he went to the bathroom.
I once again suspected that my son was picked up!
Bo Xiaomo pouted, well done, why did he still look like he wanted to punch him?
I really don’t understand Daddy’s world...
night.
When Lan Xixi returned home, she found that Yaya was in a bad mood. She was curious and concerned: "My cute and charming little princess, what's going on?"
Lan Yaya shook her head: "Nothing, I want to hug mommy and sleep next to mommy."
The soft voice can make your whole heart melt.
Lan Xixi picked her up and kissed her little face: "What's the problem? Mommy also wants to hold our little princess, and she will hold her every night from now on."
"Yeah. Mommy, I love you, mua~~" Lan Yaya said obediently, leaned on Lan Xixi's shoulder, and fell asleep soon after.