He looked at his fingers with distress and blew.

Qiqi said it would not hurt if she was blowing.

The little guy Qiao Chengfan didn't make a fuss or shout, and sat obediently on the sofa, waiting for his father and Qiqi to go downstairs for lunch.

He played puzzles alone.

Twelve o'clock.

Qiao Chengfan came back for almost an hour, but there was still no movement at home.

"Young Master, you have dinner first. After you finish, go upstairs and take a nap, okay?" The maid who was familiar with the matter began to coax Qiao Chengfan.

"Not good." Qiao Chengfan refused.

Why didn’t dad and Qiqi go downstairs? What are they doing?

He lay on the table, reached out to grab the landline receiver, and dialed Qiao Sinian's mobile phone number.

The maid was so scared that she dared not speak.

Apart from the young master, I am afraid no one dares to disturb Mr. Qiao’s rest.

"Huh?" Qiao Sinian's voice came from the other end, low and tired.

"Dad, the baby is back home. Come down and have dinner, the baby is waiting for you."

"Eat yourself."

"Why? Didn't you tell your baby to eat on time? Why don't you set an example? How can you do this? Then the baby can't believe what you say in the future? Humph!"

Qiao Chengfan learned a new word "set by example" from somewhere.

Qiao Sinian on the other end was quite helpless.

He took a breath of cigarette and looked out the desolate window with a deep look.

The ground was full of cigarette butts.

"You go and coax your Qiqi down, huh?"

"What." The little guy didn't understand it all at once and blinked his big eyes in a daze.

Qiao Sinian didn't speak.

However, Qiao Chengfan is worthy of being Qiao Sinian's own son. He blinked his eyes and suddenly understood.

"Dad, have you ever made Qiqi angry?" Qiao Chengfan lowered his voice.

Could it be that no one talks?

Josnian: “…”

There is no admitting or denial.

"How can you make Qiqi angry? It's too late for the baby to make her happy. How can you make her angry!" Qiao Chengfan was also angry.

How could Lao Qiao do this?

Oh my God...

He wasn't at home for a long time, so Old Qiao made Qiqi angry.

"I'm so angry!" Qiao Chengfan slapped the phone hard, and his little face was full of anger!

He ran towards the study with his short legs.

Ye Jiaqi heard it when Qiao Chengfan knocked on the door three times.

She put down her headphones, walked over with her body, and opened the door.

The little guy leaned his head and smiled at Ye Jiaqi: "Qiqi, go downstairs to have a meal."

A gloss flashed in Ye Jiaqi's eyes and a smile appeared on his face.

"Qiqi is not hungry yet. Will Xiao Fanfan eat himself today?"

"No, Qiqi, you taught Xiaofanfan that you should be on time for three meals a day and you should not ignore them."

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi was unable to refute.

She looked down at the little guy, and her right hand couldn't help but fall on his furry little head.

Qiao Sinian really gave birth to a well-behaved and cute son, and she was completely angry with Qiao Chengfan.

Her slurred vision fell on the little guy's face.

The little guy also looked up at her and reached out to hug her calves.

Ye Jiaqi smiled, a little distracted.

The little guy looks more and more like Qiao Si Nian, and it is simply a copy of Qiao Si Nian.

When Ye Jiaqi thought of Qiao Sinian, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

Qiao Chengfan suddenly held Ye Jiaqi's finger with his fleshy little hand and pulled her out: "Qiqi is going downstairs to have dinner."

Ye Jiaqi did not refuse and let his warm little hands hold him.
Chapter completed!