"I want a sweater."

"good."

Qiao Chengfan's eyes were shining with a bright luster, and the little guy was happy.

However, Ye Jiaqi still had emotions surging in his heart, like stormy waves, surging endlessly.

Why is this happening...

"Qiqi, you haven't eaten yet, baby will take you out for dinner."

"No, Qiqi ate on the plane and wasn't hungry."

"Then let's take a shower! Take a shower!"

"How old are you? You still need Qiqi to take a bath for you?" Ye Jiaqi pinched his face and smiled.

She looked at Qiao Chengfan's face that was taken off on the same mold as Qiao Sinian, and forgot to look away for a moment.

She looked at Qiao Chengfan steadily, her eyes dazed.

In an instant, she blurted out three words: "Little bastard..."

Her baby bastard...

A hazy water light was covered in her eyes, and she stared at Qiao Chengfan's face.

Qiao Chengfan was surprised and hooked Ye Jiaqi's finger: "The baby is not a little bastard, the baby is very obedient."

He rubbed Ye Jiaqi's body.

Ye Jiaqi suddenly realized.

Yes, he is not a little bastard.

Her little bastard is gone long ago...

"Let's go, Qiqi will take you to take a shower." Ye Jiaqi carried him to the bathroom.

She wanted to help him take a shower, but the little guy became shy and covered his face and refused to take off his clothes: "Wash it yourself."

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "Didn't you just say you want Qiqi to help you wash it?"

"No, wash it yourself."

Seeing his shy little look, Ye Jiaqi couldn't help pinching him: "Okay, wash yourself, be good, Qiqi is waiting for you outside."

"Okay..." The little guy dragged his tone and said silly.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't help but look at him twice more.

The little sail has grown taller, but the cuteness has not changed.

As he grew older, he and Josnian became more and more like each other.

When Ye Jiaqi walked outside, his expression still looked a little dazed.

Why is Xiao Fanfan’s birthday the same day as her baby’s birthday? Did Qiao Si Nian intentionally?

Ye Jiaqi couldn't understand and didn't have the courage to call him.

They haven't been in contact for more than a year.

Even this time she came to London, she came secretly.

The last time I saw him was at the Beijing Airport, he sent her away.

Ye Jiaqi stood on the balcony, and the night in London was as beautiful as ink.

When Qiao Chengfan ran out in a black nightgown, Ye Jiaqi was in a daze.

"Qiqi, I can't tie the belt." Qiao Chengfan ran to her side with grievance, as if he was a little baby who acted like a spoiled child with his mother.

His little hands were tied with the straps, but he couldn't tie them well.

Ye Jiaqi turned his head and smiled.

She crouched down, squatted in front of him, and tied the strap of her nightgown into a bow for him.

In a trance, she seemed to see Qiao Sinian.

Qiao Sinian also has a black nightgown, and Qiao Chengfan is no different from Qiao Sinian today.

Ye Jiaqi's long hair fell down and he squatted in front of him, very patient.

"Mom..." Xiao Chengfan looked at her and suddenly murmured.

As if an electric current slipped through Ye Jiaqi's heart, she raised her head and said, "Hmm?"

"Qiqi, you are like my mother."

Ye Jiaqi looked at the little guy affectionately, with crystal water flashing in his eyes.

Qiao Chengfan threw himself into her arms: "Hug."

He hasn't acted coquettishly for a long time, and no one has acted coquettishly in London.

Only by following Ye Jiaqi can he dare.

"Qiqi blows your hair for you."

Ye Jiaqi took out the hair dryer, sat on the balcony, and carried the little guy to his lap.

Qiao Chengfan was very obedient and motionless.
Chapter completed!