"Honey, I'm back. Little Cheng'en's father is back."
After a busy day, Chenghao opened the door and just walked into the entrance hall. He put the bag in his hand aside, then took off his shoes and called in the direction of the living room with a smile on his face.
"Dad Chenghao, you are back. IU just bullied me again."
As Chenghao finished speaking, a seven or eight-year-old boy wearing a school uniform, with a pair of beautiful big eyes, long black silky hair, and a beauty mark on his right cheek came out of the living room with his bare feet.
He ran out and threw himself directly into Chenghao's arms at the entrance.
"Bo~, did our little Chengen make a mistake again and make her mother angry?"
Chenghao caught his precious daughter, whose height had almost reached his chest before he knew it. Chenghao lowered his head and pushed the little Chengen in his arms with a smile and a bit embarrassed, kissed his daughter hard on the face and asked.
"Dad, I don't have it. It was IU who didn't let me eat ice cream in the first place."
Happily hugging his father's neck, little Chengen raised his little finger and pointed in the direction of the bedroom to retort.
"Then, you didn't do anything to make mom angry? You know it's wrong for children to lie. Dad will be angry~"
Of course, Chenghao would not believe his clever little daughter so easily. He walked to the living room with little Chengen in his arms and asked with a smile.
"I'm not going to lie, it was IU who didn't give me ice cream first, so I secretly took her microphone and played with her for a while. It really only lasted a little while, and then she beat me up.
Yes, it was hit here, and it’s still hurting now.”
As soon as he heard that his favorite father would be angry, Xiao Chengen immediately took the initiative to give his father a flattering kiss on the face, and then started to narrate the gesture. When he said that he had been playing for a while, he even extended his little hand cutely.
I made gestures for a while, but of course the last gesture of pointing at my butt was the key point.
"I must have broken my mother's microphone again, right? What color is it this time?"
Seeing his precious daughter pointing pitifully at her butt and crying out that it hurts, Chenghao directly asked the key point.
"Purple...but Dad, I really didn't mean it. I just like it very much and didn't want to break it."
After being exposed by his father, little Cheng'en knew that he could no longer hide it, so he simply stuck out his little tongue cutely and buried his little head directly in Chenghao's arms, pretending to be pitiful.
"You say this every time. Dad remembers that the last time he went to bed was green, the last time he was going to bed was blue, and the last time he was wearing pink. With the addition of this time's purple, our little Cheng'en has been ruined.
Mom has lost her four favorite microphones, she must be very sad, what should we do now!"
Placing the little guy in his arms on the ground, Chenghao found slippers and put them on his daughter. Then he knelt down, touched the little guy's head with a smile on his face and asked.
"How about daddy, go buy a microphone for IU!"
Touching his chin strangely, little Chengen imitated an adult, thought seriously for a while, and tentatively suggested to his father.
"Okay, but dad bought the microphone. What should you do, little Cheng'en?"
Nodding, Chenghao directly agreed with his daughter's proposal, but he did not end the topic and continued to guide.
"Then Cheng'en goes and apologizes to IU..."
Being watched by his father, little Chengen started to squirm and lowered his head in embarrassment.
"That's right. As expected, our little Cheng'en is the best. Now, daddy, go with you to apologize to mommy!"
Satisfied, Chenghao stood up and extended his hand to his precious daughter encouragingly.
"All right!"
Putting his little hand in his father's big and soft hand, Xiao Cheng'en and his father walked towards the bedroom together.
"By the way, Dad, Oppa Cui Zihao gave me candy again today."
Just when the father and daughter were about to walk to the bedroom door, little Cheng'en patted his little head cutely, as if he remembered something, he suddenly raised his head and said to his father.
"Bump~." The muffled sound made when the fist came into close contact with the wall showed that its owner was not at peace at this time.
"But I didn't ask for it, because dad and IU bought a lot of delicious food for little Cheng'en. Little Cheng'en doesn't want to eat sweets. What's wrong with you, dad."
Looking at his father who stopped and little Chenghao who was breathing heavily, his little face was full of doubts.
"Yes, whatever our little Cheng'en wants, mom and dad can buy it for you. Did that bastard say anything strange to our little Cheng'en?"
The stinging pain from his fist made Chenghao's eyes twitch and he slowly retracted his hand, but in front of his daughter, he couldn't show it, so he could only grit his teeth secretly and endure it.
"I told you! Cui Zihao wants little Cheng'en to be his little bride."
Before Xiao Chengen could finish her words, she was shocked to see her father beating the wall with his fists again, and his body began to emit aura fluctuations that scared her.
"Then what did our little Chengen say?"
Resisting the urge to pull out the knife in the kitchen, Chenghao forced a smile with a stiff expression on his face and asked softly to his daughter.
"Of course not. Xiao Cheng'en will be his father's little bride in the future, so IU is the enemy..."
Shaking his little head resolutely, Chengen said with certainty. Of course, the last words were muttered in a low voice that even his father could not hear.
But as for what his daughter said in the end, Chenghao already said it didn't matter. At this time, he had returned to heaven from hell, with a happy smile on his face.
"Okay, dad, let's go and apologize to IU!"
Seeing that his father was still standing still, Xiao Chengen couldn't help but urge him. After speaking, he raised his father's hand with difficulty and put it on the door handle.
As the door handle was pressed down, Chenghao, who was immersed in happiness, had not yet come to his senses.
The bedroom door was suddenly rushed open by a raging stream of water, and a familiar smell of milk and milk came.
Just when Chenghao reached out in panic to grab his precious daughter, the water flow became stronger and stronger, directly submerging him, followed by a strong feeling of suffocation, which suddenly woke him up from his sleep.
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw the little face of his daughter so close to him, which made him slightly stunned. However, he quickly reacted and a wry smile appeared on his face.
I saw the warm morning sun shining through the curtains and sparsely shining on the big bed.
At this time, Chenghao was lying on his side on the big bed, facing his daughter.
And our little Cheng'en seemed to have woken up early because he was hungry, so he opened his small mouth to eat from his father's nose. The milky-smelling saliva made his father's face wet.