Chapter 279 Xiao Nuonuo complains
In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Genting Apartments, casting a warm golden light.
There was a sound of a door opening in the entrance hall.
Gu Chengyu, holding his son in his arms and feeling somewhat guilty, just stepped into the house.
The little Nuonuo in his arms, who had been listless all afternoon, instantly filled with moisture in his big eyes that looked very similar to Su Qianqian's when he saw his mother coming towards him from the living room. His little mouth pursed in grievance, and he stretched out his two little arms and leaned towards his mother desperately, crying softly, "Mommy... hold me..."
That voice, that expression, looked so pitiful and aggrieved.
Su Qianqian's heart tightened all of a sudden. She quickly stepped forward to take her son from Gu Chengyu's arms and coaxed him softly:
"Oh, what happened to my dear baby? Why are you so aggrieved?"
As soon as she fell into her mother's soft and fragrant arms, Nuonuo seemed to have found her greatest support. She immediately buried her little head in her mother's neck and began to sob.
It wasn't a loud cry, but a soft whimper, her little shoulders shaking, and tears falling down, it was so painful.
Su Qianqian was extremely distressed. While gently patting her son's back to comfort him, she glared at Gu Chengyu, who was at a loss beside her:
"How do you take care of the baby? He was fine when he left this morning, but why is he crying like this when he comes back? Did you provoke him again?"
Gu Chengyu was stunned by his son's sudden and outrageous behavior:
"I didn't. He was fine in the office this afternoon. He even called me daddy. Maybe... maybe he was tired from playing?"
He explained with a guilty conscience, but looking at his son's face that looked as if he had abused him, his explanation seemed so pale and powerless.
Nuonuo cried in her mother's arms for a while, and seemed to have vented all her grievances. She slowly stopped crying, but her little nose was still twitching.
He raised his big tearful eyes, looked at his mother, and began to babble and complain.
"Mmmm, ba ba bad."
He first pointed at Gu Chengyu next to him, then made a gesture of waving his hands and shaking his head, with his little brows furrowed, indicating that his father was bad.
Then, he pointed to his own little mouth and made the shape of speaking, then wrinkled his face, covered his neck, and told his mother:
"It hurts, it hurts~".
Finally, he pointed to the toy box where he had been forgotten, and pouted again in grievance:
"Ba Ba won't give it to me... Nuo Nuo, I'm not happy~".
This set of performances flows smoothly and is full of emotion.
Su Qianqian relied on the intuition of the mother-son connection and understood all of her son's complaints in a soft and vivid voice.
She was instantly both angry and amused. She raised her head again, her beautiful eyes filled with even more coquettishness as she glared at the shocked Gu Chengyu: "Gu Chengyu! What on earth did you do to your son this afternoon?"
"You don't let him play with his toys? And you force him to talk all the time? You made his throat hurt? How can you be a father?!"
Gu Chengyu was so shocked at this moment that he couldn't be more shocked.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at the little brat in his mother's arms, who was secretly looking at him with those big watery eyes, with his little chest puffed out and a little smugness in his eyes!
This kid is not even one year old, and he's already complaining?
With acting skills and plot restoration?
Wasn't he just too excited in the afternoon? I kept coaxing him to call me mom, wanting to give Qianqian a surprise, and then I didn't let him play with the toys?
How come it becomes abuse when it comes to this kid?
He felt that he was more wronged than Dou E, and that he loved this boy in vain.
"Qianqian, please listen to my explanation. It's not like that..." Gu Chengyu tried to restore his image in Qianqian's heart.
But Su Qianqian obviously believed more in the weak, pitiful and helpless little baby in her arms.
She hugged her son, hummed softly, turned around and walked to the sofa in the living room: "Be good, baby, don't feel wronged, mommy will hug you, mommy will get you your favorite toy car, okay? Ignore the bad daddy."
Nuonuo immediately burst into laughter, hugged her mother's neck, and responded softly: "Okay, okay..."
He didn't forget to turn around and give his father an accusing look.
Gu Chengyu: "..." He felt like he was stabbed in the chest.
As God is my witness, Gu Chengyu dotes on Qianqian the most in his life.
As a result, his beloved son, whom he brought to work, and his beloved Qianqian reported him to the police?
Gu Chengyu looked at the sofa. Su Qianqian took out various toys and patiently coaxed her son. The setting sun shone on them, as beautiful as a painting.
The little emotion in his heart dissipated, he smiled helplessly, walked over, shamelessly squeezed onto the sofa, stretched out his long arms, and held the two treasures, one big and one small, in his arms.
"Okay, okay, it's Daddy's fault. Daddy was wrong." He lowered his head and kissed his son on the top of his head first.
Then he leaned over again, ignoring Su Qianqian's coquettish evasion, and kissed her cheek, his voice low and gentle:
"I won't force Nuonuo to talk anymore, okay? Today I just wanted him to call me mom, so I spent the whole afternoon talking to him."
Nuonuo seemed to understand. She raised her little face, looked at her father, and threw herself into his arms, which meant she forgave him.
Su Qianqian looked at the father and son, her heart softening as she muttered, "That's more like it."
Gu Chengyu hugged the two babies tightly in his arms.
Forget it, just file a complaint.
After all, this boy was Qianqian's hard-earned baby.
No matter how much he pampers her, it's never too much.
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