Seeing that his son was so happy, Rong Heng turned around and wanted to go out with his son in his arms. However, as soon as he turned around, he turned around and looked at Lu Yuan: "Aren't you going?"

Lu Yuan said: "You go, I will talk to Qianxing."

Rong Heng frowned slightly and said, "What's the point of saying you two? You promised your son to play football with him earlier. Only so big is that you started to keep your word?"

Lu Yuan was so amazed that he got up and walked up to push him out, "You go first, can't I come later?"

How could Rong Heng push her out as soon as she said that she could push her out. The two of them had a few rounds of eyes, but Rong Heng still didn't move, just said, "Then do you ask your son, can you?"

"Mom plays football, mom plays football!" As soon as Rong Heng finished speaking, Rong Xiaobao immediately rushed into his mother's arms from his father's arms.

Qianxing sat next to him, looking at this scene, and couldn't help but hum slightly.

She didn't see how a two-year-old child who didn't even walk steadily would play football, but she saw that she was really redundant here.

Rong Heng glanced at her and said, "What are you humming?"

"Didn't you just say these words to me, implying that I'm redundant?" Qianxing said, "If you want me to leave, can you just say no?"

Rong Heng immediately said: "Then aren't you leaving yet?"

Qianxing laughed and stood up, but the next moment he suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "I won't leave. What can you do to me? I'm going to pester your wife today, are you going to hit me?"

As Qianxing said, he walked up and held Lu Yuan with his hand, intending to fight him to the end.

As a result, Qianxing finally followed the two of them and the family of three to the stadium, sat on the side of the stadium, watching the two men playing football with two little boys.

Originally, she felt that she was quite unnecessary, but now she had to hold on with just one breath!

In Tongcheng in winter, there were also few blue sky and white clouds, but today they were all together. The two little guys didn't understand what playing football meant, but just chased the ball and ran wildly on the court, screaming with excitement.

After a while, the two little guys ran away and were sweating profusely, and were taken to his mother by his father one by one.

Rong Jun did not dare to act rashly at all, so he asked Qiao Yi to sweat Rong Dabao, so he led his son back to the stadium.

Rong Heng stood beside him. Seeing Lu Yuan wiped his son's sweat and sent him back to the court to find his uncle and brother, he sat down and stretched his head in front of Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan: “…”

Qianxing: "…"

Joe Yiu: "Puff--"

Finally, Lu Yuan had no choice but to take another wet wipe and wiped the pitiful sweat on Jung Er's forehead.

"Okay." Lu Yuan said.

Rong Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why is that okay?"

Lu Yuan looked at his forehead: "No sweat anymore."

"Wipe your son, you know how to wipe it, but you won't know if you wipe it with me?"

Qianxing suddenly remembered that Lu Yuan wiped Rong Xiaobao's forehead first, then seemed to pull up his clothes and wipe his back?

Qianxing reacted, and Lu Yuan also reacted. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pushed Rong Heng, and gave him a wet wipe, "Wipe it yourself!"

"I can't reach it, what's wrong with you wiping me?" Rong Heng said shamelessly.
Chapter completed!