If Xiaobao wants her father so much, she can try to make concessions...

Yan Shiting's gentle tone made Xiaobao cry more loudly, "Wow wow wow wow wow wow..."

Howling, so sorry.

Yan Shiting never likes children, and he would never have any patience if the average child couldn't help crying.

For Xiaobao, his patience and liking exceeded his imagination.

And, there has always been a feeling that I want to get close to Xiaobao.

"Okay, don't cry." Yan Shiting couldn't coax him, so he had to dread his face, "Cry again and tie you to your belt!"

Xiaobao forgot to cry, lifted her small face, and asked softly, "Really?"

His eagle-eyed eyes stared at the young and cute face of the little guy, and there were two rows of crystal tears hanging, pitiful.

I didn't feel soft, and I didn't want to scare the little guy, "Tell you a joke not to cry."

Xiao Bao heard it, and the Yellow River was flooding and surging, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... according to the words:"Woooooooo... Uncle Yan is so cruel, he still tells jokes, although it's not funny at all...I still want to cry... "

"Okay!" Yan Shiting reached out and patted his back. "Baby, what do you want to stop crying?"

For the first time, Xiao Bao felt that he was coaxed by his father and moved to tears.

Had to be coquettish, "Others are children, others have the right to cry!"

"You are a man and a husband, and you can't flick with tears." Yan Shiting looked helpless in the cold.

God knows he has never coaxed a child like this, and his patience for twenty-nine years has come out.

Holding Xiaobao's strength tightened, you sighed, "Cry enough if you want to cry." After all, it's just a little fart kid who is less than five years old, and no matter how strong he is, he has the right to cry.

"Crying is over." Xiao Bao shushed her tears sharply and hiccupped violently.

Yan Shiting quickly patted his back, "little guy, you are inexplicable today, are you uncomfortable?"

Rao is unpredictable, and he can't guess the little guy is thinking of the father in front of him.

Xiaobao recognizes him in his heart and wants to feel coquettish and crying in his father's arms.

If he is impatient, don't recognize him!

He is so patient, little guy...

There is no way to recognize it now.

Glancing at her mother, nothing is more important than Xuan Xuan.

Cheng Yingxuan understood his son's feelings, and the child wanted his father after all.

Receiving the eyes of her son, she thought that Xiaobao had changed her mind and wanted to confess her.

Not wanting to feel guilty anymore, she gritted her teeth and decided to say it, "Yan Shiting, Xiaobao is..." Your son hasn't spoken yet, and Cheng Xiaobao drank her words, "Mom, I am a child, I am a child Thinking, how do you adults know!"

Cheng Yingxuan stunned. It seems that the son still doesn't want her to say it.

Yan Shiting's sharp eyes twirled on Cheng Yingxuan's face, his face deep, "Cheng Yingxuan, what did you want to say Xiaobao just now?"

She lowered her face and said indifferently, "Did you not hear? Xiaobao helped me. I want to say that Xiaobao is a child, so don't get used to him that way, lest I won't be easy to teach.

"Is it." His eyes were cold and noncommittal, and apparently did not believe her.

Zheng Wei, the driver and bodyguard, didn't know when he had arrived at the door of the glass box. Since the door was not closed, Zheng Wei kept watching at the door.

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