Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

"threw!"

cough.

Jiang listened to Xu's mouth twitching uncontrollably: threw it away?

Believe you to blame!

"If you take him away, he will cry when he wakes up."

The man’s typing on the keyboard stopped:

"He is almost four years old, and he should sleep alone."

It's a magnificent title, righteous words, but in fact, the small abacus in my heart is playing.

Jiang listened to Xu and did not deny the man's statement:

"If he wakes up in the middle of the night to cry, go and coax him."

"Ok!"

The man replied softly, quite simply.

Will listen to Xu Geng will not say anything more, looking for the phone, then lying on the bed to read the news.

Mo Boyuan's accumulated work in the previous few days was a bit too much, and he could not finish it in a while.

After half an hour, Jiang heard a little sleepy and put the phone on the bedside table:

"I slept."

"Well, I will be busy again."

Anyway, this night Jiang Tingxu didn't know when the man ended his work and got into bed.

Opening his eyes again, he was awakened by the cry of the boy next door.

Kicked the man beside him:

"Mo Boyuan, my son is crying."

The man woke up leisurely, but didn't actually go to bed for long, so he got up a little bit angry:

"Let him cry, stop crying when he is tired!"

After speaking, continue to close your eyes.

Jiang Tingxu's eyes widened, wait, didn't this person agree well before going to bed?

Did you regret it so quickly?

Staring fiercely, he sat up and got out of bed.

The dog man doesn't feel sorry for his son, but he feels sorry for the kid.

However, just after Jiang Tingxu sat up, the man also sat up, his face was stinky, and he pinched his eyebrows:

"I'll go, you continue to sleep."

After speaking, he got out of bed.

When the man walked out of the room, Jiang Tingxu took the phone and looked at the time. It was too early, it was almost five o'clock.

next door.

Mo Boyuan opened the door and saw the crying little man sitting on the bed.

"Why cry?"

belch.

Suddenly hearing his father's voice, the little man hiccuped, and then followed him:

"father?"

The night light was very dim. After Mo Boyuan came in, he turned on all the lights and walked to the bedside. He saw the crying face full of tears and snot.

Someone disliked it and drew a few tissues from the side:

"Wipe your face yourself."

The little guy took it and wiped it all round:

"Dad, where did you and mom go?"

When I just woke up, my first reaction was that my parents were gone. I looked around and couldn’t find anyone. This was the first time I came here. The little guy didn’t dare to go out and look for someone. Crying.

Mo Boyuan was barely able to accept his still sloppy son, sat down, reached out and rubbed the little man's head:

"Dad and mom are right next door, they didn't suddenly disappear."

"Oh, but before Ningning went to bed last night, she obviously was with her mother!"

Ha ha.

A few uncomfortable touches flashed on Mo Boyuan's face:

"Ah, how old are you. When you were in the old house, you didn't sleep well by yourself? Why do you insist on sleeping next to your mother every day? Mo Jining, are you a girl?"

At this age, the most taboo is said to be a girl, shaking his head repeatedly:

"No, Ningning is a man!"

Mo Boyuan pushed his son on the bed:

"Since you are a man, don't cry anymore. It's early to go to bed. Dad will watch you fall asleep before leaving, ok?"

A small claw stretched out from the blanket: "Ok!"