"Don't dare."

After saying that, Ye Jiaqi walked out with great strides.

Meng Chen sent her back to the company, but Qiao Sinian did not leave and stayed at home to accompany Qiao Chengfan.

The little guy is already asleep and his forehead is not that hot.

Qiao Sinian touched his face, covered him with a quilt, and then walked out quietly.

Rice ball sticks out his tongue and follows Qiao Sinian, jumping and jumping.

Qiao Sinian went to the study room, and it followed him to the study room.

Qiao Sinian sat on the sofa, put his notebook on his legs to process the documents, and the rice ball obediently lay at his feet, his big eyes wandering around.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when Qiao Chengfan woke up.

"Dad, Qiqi..."

Qiao Chengfan lifted the quilt and started shouting.

Why are there no one, people...

Qiao Sinian heard Qiao Chengfan's voice and walked from the study.

"dad!"

The little guy was wearing slippers and threw himself into Qiao Sinian's arms.

Qiao Sinian reached out and said, well, the fever has subsided a lot.

He picked up the little guy and threw him back to the bed.

"Don't run around, what do you want?"

"Where is Qiqi? I want Qiqi..." The little guy blinked his big eyes and stared at Qiao Sinian motionlessly.

"She's going to work and she's going home to accompany you tonight."

"Dad, I want to see Qiqi every day..."

"Don't be more frustrated!"

“Um…”

Very fierce.

"Dad, can you return the phone to me?" Qiao Chengfan looked at Qiao Sinian with a gaze.

"cannot!"

"But I don't have a cell phone, so I can't call you when I miss you in kindergarten."

"I don't miss you."

"..." Qiao Chengfan looked at the sky.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Qiao Sinian asked.

When the little guy had a fever in the morning, his face was blushing, he didn't say anything, didn't drink water, and he didn't move.

He was a little panicked.

It’s impossible for a son to be without treasure.

"It's not uncomfortable to see dad."

"Who did you learn from?" Qiao Sinian smiled.

Qiao Chengfan is really rare to see Old Qiao laugh. When he smiles, he is flattered.

The little guy also smiled and pestered Qiao Sinian.

Everyone in the family said that Lao Qiao was as cold as ice and was not easy to approach, but he thought Lao Qiao was still pretty good most of the time.

Especially good to him.

Of course, except when you lose your temper.

The little guy was warm and gentle, his fleshy hands were around Qiao Sinian's neck, and Qiao Sinian curled his lips.

"Dad, I like Qiqi very much, do you like it?"

“…”

"Answer me, answer me." Qiao Chengfan began to act coquettishly.

"dislike."

"Why..." The little guy was very injured, especially injured.

The little mouth turned sag instantly.

"She doesn't like me, why should I like her?"

"But Qiqi likes me very much, why don't she like you?"

"Where do you come from so many why?"

"Because I'm cute."

“…”

Qiao Sinian pinched his face and curled his lips.

Qiao Chengfan was hungry and his stomach was ginger, so Qiao Sinian personally made some food for him.

The little guy was even more flattered.

Qiao Sinian re-takes his body temperature and then breathes a sigh of relief when he sees the fever has almost subsided.

Qiao Chengfan was eating while talking to Qiao Sinian.

But, he usually said that Qiao Sinian listened.

The afternoon sun shines in from the window and falls on the floor in scattered lights, reflecting the chaotic landscape paintings.

The sycamore trees outside the window are still so tall, but autumn has arrived and the leaves have almost fallen.

In the room, quiet and peaceful.

"Dad, I remembered something." Qiao Chengfan looked at Qiao Sinian mysteriously.
Chapter completed!