Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He didn't seem to have a sense of authenticity as a father until he came home and saw the little guy, holding his soft body in his arms.

But immediately afterwards, there was a trace of... no help, although he did not want to admit it.

He didn't think about his role as a father, but he didn't expect this identity to be so unexpected that he didn't have the slightest psychological preparation.

Not long ago, he was immersed in the fact that Su Zhixi was dead, and even forced herself to accept this fact... but in a blink of an eye, she not only returned, but also brought back their son.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but caress his heart.

When he saw this woman, he still had a lot of accounts to settle with her.

"Dad, you're the best." The little guy cuddled around his neck.

He Jingyao looked down at the pleasing smile on his face-this smile also reminded him of a certain woman.

He suddenly remembered one thing: "Xiaobao, are you literate?"

Xiaobao's voice collapsed suddenly: "I know... I know a little bit."

"How much is it, eh?" He Jingyao did not give him a chance to escape.

He twisted his fingers and his eyes began to squint.

He Jingyao smiled angrily, took him back to the room, and walked to the desk: "It seems that we have done something."

As soon as Xiaobao was anxious, she began to play trickfully: "Oh, I have a headache..."

"Really?" He Jingyao glanced at him, "I will let the doctor come home to give you an injection?"

The little guy shivered and shook his head quickly: "No... no more pain."

He Jingyao tickled his lips quietly.

...

Xiao Bao suddenly discovered that his father and his mother were really different.

Every time my mother led him to recognize words, although she would also behave very harshly, but in fact it was particularly easy to be soft-hearted. Xiaobao had already seen through. He acted like a baby, sold a cute, or messed up with something else, mother It is easy to be taken off course.

But these tricks are completely unsuitable for putting here.

Dad will not attack him, or even blame him, but once he wants to be ridiculous, Dad will either sneer or seem to laugh, and occasionally have a little contempt in his eyes.

So after one morning, he recognized more words than his mother had taught him a month.

He tearfully said, "Dad, I don't love you anymore, I'm going home."

He Jingyao was indifferent: "This is your home."

"Hum..." He bulged his mouth. "I haven't seen my grandfather in a few days. I want to see my grandfather! And Tanabata...I want to see Tanabata!"

He Jingyao raised his eyes and closed the book: "Your grandfather...I really want to meet him formally. A few days later. But who is Qixi?"

"Dad, you don't even know Qixi!" Xiao Bao's tone was full of incredible, "Don't you ever hear her song?"

He Jingyao glanced at him: "Is that the one you put these days?"

"Yes!" Xiao Bao exposed the idiot's face when he mentioned the idol. "I'm going to marry Qixi when I grow up."

He Jingyao looked at his son's Douding figure, ticked the corner of his lips, and didn't open his mouth against him.

He glanced at the time, stood up and picked up the little guy: "Come on, let's go down to dinner."

"Then when can I see Tanabata?" Xiao Bao asked unwillingly.

"After you have recognized a hundred words."

"……Humph."