Qiao Sinian frowned for a while.

"Mathematics problems are so simple, why can't I write them?" Qiao Sinian said coldly.

"It's not easy, it's very difficult." Qiao Chengfan muttered back.

"Why don't you write without writing? Well? Can't you ask the teacher?"

Qiao Chengfan slapped his mouth and said nothing.

The little guy who was still chattering all the time just now suddenly became very silent.

"Qiao Chengfan, you are becoming less and less serious in your studies." Qiao Sinian looked at his homework book in annoyed manner.

Turning to the last few pages, I actually drew a picture.

There are messy things in the little head all day long.

The little guy was yelled by Qiao Sinian, lowered his head and kept silent, slinging his hands, feeling wronged.

Qiao Sinian closed the homework book and threw it to him casually: "I don't worry."

"Dad, you won't teach me..." Qiao Chengfan muttered dissatisfied.

"Isn't there a teacher?"

"What the teacher said is not good, so you need to teach me."

"Don't act spoiled!"

"Um..." Qiao Chengfan shut up obediently and did not dare to say anything again.

In fact, he can do all these things, just deliberately not write them without writing them, so that at night, Qiqi will teach him.

If Lao Qiao is in a better mood, he will teach him.

It’s just that he forgot to write it yesterday, neither Qiqi nor Lao Qiao came back.

He had no other thoughts...

But I was accidentally discovered by Lao Qiao and hated it.

Qiao Sinian was too lazy to care about him anymore. From tomorrow on, he would have to go to the training ground.

Thinking of this, a strange feeling suddenly rose in Qiao Sinian's heart, and he couldn't suppress it.

He touched the cigarette box with his fingers, but he restrained himself when he thought that Qiao Chengfan was still in the car.

Recently, he has been a little smoky.

Sometimes I can get a few packs in a day.

A numb and painful feeling spreads on the apex of my heart, and I can't suppress it no matter how hard I press it.

Two words suddenly popped up in my mind... parting.

Qiao Chengfan packed the homework book. When he saw Lao Qiao's face was gloomy, he didn't dare to say anything, so he sat down obediently.

After a while, the car was extremely quiet.

The little guy couldn't help it and whispered: "When I go back to kindergarten, I will do my homework seriously and don't let my father worry."

"Dad, don't be angry."

His tender little face was filled with anxiety and fear. Old Qiao was calm and did not speak, so he was a little scared.

The little guy sat obediently and looked very likable, with a fair and pink face and big black and shiny eyes.

Somewhat aggrieved.

Qiao Sinian reached out his generous hand and landed silently on Qiao Chengfan's head.

This action was what he was most accustomed to.

In the past three years, he and Qiao Chengfan have been together almost every day and have not been separated for too long.

He also watched the little guy go from crawling to walking, and then babbling.

I still remember the first time the little guy shouted "Dad".

A small expression, full of spirit.

At that time, his heart was filled with feelings he had never felt before.

That mood is wonderful and enjoyable, fulfilling and happy.

In his life, he had much more moments toward hell than when he was close to heaven, and his darkness was much more time than light.

This little guy is the biggest accident in his life, just like Ye Jiaqi.

Before he knew the little guy, he never thought that there would be another child.

I never imagined that there was a child who was connected to my bloodline called him "Dad".

Qiao Chengfan obediently did not move, allowing Qiao Sinian to touch his head.

"Chief, be obedient, huh?"

"I know."
Chapter completed!