When Qiao Chengfan saw Ye Jiaqi keep looking at him, he felt embarrassed and covered his face.

"Why do Qiqi keep watching the baby..."

Ye Jiaqi then realized, rubbed his head, and his voice was very gentle: "Because you look good."

No matter how you look at it, you can't see enough.

Perhaps Ye Jiaqi is too gentle and Qiao Chengfan is even more shy.

No one treats him better than Qiqi. He really wants to be with Qiqi every day.

Ye Jiaqi squatted down, and his fair fingers slid across his face, depicting the outline of his face.

The little guy is five years old.

If her child is still there, she will be a premature baby, and that birthday, and she will be five years old.

hehe……

It's time for five years old.

Josnian, you fucking bastard.

Ye Jiaqi squatted in front of Qiao Chengfan and kept looking at him, his palms warm, like the spring breeze of willows.

Qiao Chengfan looked at Ye Jiaqi regularly, but he didn't quite understand Ye Jiaqi's behavior, but he liked being touched by Ye Jiaqi very much.

There was only a little guy left in Ye Jiaqi's pupils, and there was only Ye Jiaqi left in the little guy's pupils.

They looked at each other, and there was a warm and peaceful atmosphere around them.

At some point, a shallow mist rose in Ye Jiaqi's eyes, layer by layer, faint, like ink and water shading, spreading in her eyes.

Her big eyes were already watery, and now she seemed even more watery.

Qiao Chengfan thought she was crying.

He took out a potato chip from the bag and stuffed it to Ye Jiaqi: "Qiqi, this is delicious, tomato flavor."

Qiao Chengfan's big eyes were blurred, cute and cute.

Ye Jiaqi ate potato chips.

Well, tomato flavor, delicious.

This year's New Year, the first day of the New Year, Ye Jiaqi felt mixed emotions.

That uncertain thought was suppressed in my heart at this moment, like a stone blocking it.

Seeing that Ye Jiaqi was not feeling better, Qiao Chengfan couldn't help but reach out to touch her face: "Qiqi, isn't this fun here?"

Ye Jiaqi then put away her emotions and smiled: "This place is very interesting, Qiqi likes it very much. Let's go upstairs to see the room?"

"Okay, Qiqi, I'll give you this." The little guy stuffed a bag of potato chips to Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi took it and walked up the stairs with the little guy.

Qiao Chengfan could take her into and out every room here, including Qiao Sinian's room.

"Qiqi, let's secretly sleep with Lao Qiao's room? His room is the largest, while he is not at home..."

"Isn't this good?"

"It's okay, he doesn't know. I made Uncle Fu and Komb pretend not to know."

Ye Jiaqi agreed.

Qiao Sinian's room is still his style, simple and generous, low-key and restrained, and much simpler than the external decoration.

The main color of black and white makes people feel comfortable.

The bedroom layout has never been moved, and there is a laptop computer that has not been opened for a long time on the table.

Ye Jiaqi opened the wardrobe, and there were clothes he had not taken away in the wardrobe.

The clothes are all his style, and there seems to be a breath that belongs to him.

"Qiqi, do you like this place?" The little guy lay on Qiao Sinian's pillow, tilted his head and looked at Ye Jiaqi.

If dad was there, he would have to spank again when he knew he was crawling around his bed.

But Lao Qiao is not at home, and the monkey is called the king.

Ao Wow!

Ye Jiaqi looked at Qiao Sinian's clothes in the closet, as if he had not walked far away, but was in the manor.

However, clothes are always just clothes.

"I like it." Ye Jiaqi pulled up the closet.
Chapter completed!