Jing Qingze: ...
He lowered his head and went to learn from his two brothers how to pursue his wife. He was laughed at and bombarded with messages by them for a long time, but he didn't hold her hand or enter her house for half a year.
When the old man saw him, he was also disgusted. He complained that he had not won his wife over in half a year and he couldn't even see his little grandson.
Jing Qingze squatted in front of Jing Chenyun, "Son, Dad will go back and cook for you, okay?"
"No, if mom doesn't let you in, I won't take you in."
Jing Qingze had no choice but to take them out to eat.
Sometimes it is not a good thing for a son to be too smart. He is more difficult to deal with than Qingyi.
Mo Ranxing took out his phone watch and called Luo Wanxia, "Mom~"
"Xingxing, what's wrong? Do you miss your mother?"
"The uncle who said he was my brother's father said you were going to hold an art exhibition. When will you be back?"
Jing Qingze: ...What a long attributive.
"It has to be tomorrow. Dad is also on a business trip here. Xingxing will go to her brother's house to sleep tonight."
"Okay."
"Where are the stars now?"
"In the car, my uncle took my brother and I out for dinner."
"Then the stars must not be picky about food, they must eat green vegetables."
"Okay, can I have one?"
"Can't Xingxing eat more?"
"But I don't like eating vegetables."
"Okay, just one. Mom is a little busy, so I'll hang up first. Bye baby." There was a noisy voice on the other end of the phone, and someone came to talk to Luo Wanxia.
Anyway, Jing Chenyun would coax her into eating, and she couldn't resist being coaxed the most.
"Goodbye, Mom~"
Sitting at the dining table, Jing Qingze looked at his son coaxing the little girl next door to eat, and seemed to be thinking about something.
He is not even as good as a child, he is really not as good as his son.
Jing Chenyun took the tissue and wiped the little girl's mouth, then helped her up and said, "We are full."
Jing Qingze put away his phone and said, "I'll take you back. Your mother won't be home until after eleven o'clock. Let me take care of you."
Jing Chenyun walked in front of the little girl, holding her hand. "You should be very happy, right? You can go in now."
Jing Qingze didn't say anything.
Jing Chenyun glanced back and said, "Is it difficult to say something, not happy or unhappy?"
He deserves it for not being able to catch up with his mother.
"Happy." Jing Qingze touched his nose. He was being taught a lesson by his son again.
"Brother, I think you are more like his father."
"Why?"
"He still wants you to teach him."
Jing Qingze: ...
Pearl of All Worlds: Children’s words can be so destructive.
He opened the car door and let them climb in. Jing Qingze drove the car and turned on the navigation.
It was very sad that none of them let him hug them.
"Host, don't go around the island." Wanjiezhu suddenly spoke.
The third life-and-death moment came: a car accident.
The mission target was full of misfortunes and accidents happened from time to time before he reached the age of eighteen.
The soul fragments of the Floating Snow God in this world are weaker than those in the first world, and his luck will also be relatively weaker.
"I want to eat the cake baked by Ximi in the west of the city." Jing Chenyun said.
"Shouldn't it be closing time?" Jing Qingze asked after checking the time.
"It's okay."
Upon hearing this, Jing Qingze changed the navigation destination.
"Brother, don't you dislike sweet things?" Mo Ranxing asked, pulling on his clothes.
"Don't you like it? I'll buy it for you and save it for tomorrow."
"Brother is the best!"
Jing Qingze was silent. His son was so amazing. He could make a little girl happy at such a young age.
It took them half an hour longer to get home, and Jing Qingze ran hot water for them to take a bath as Jiang Qingyi had asked.
She said both children can wash themselves, so he just needs to watch over them.
Jing Chenyun looked at him, "Where are you sleeping tonight?"
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