Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

"But I haven't played for a long time," Xiao Baozi retorted.

"It's been 30 minutes since I sent out on WeChat, and it's not too long."

The man said.

Thirty minutes, he waited for 28 minutes obviously, okay?

"But I didn't keep playing!"

The little bun looked aggrieved at his unreasonable father.

"I want to keep playing! I don't think I can touch my phone again, right?"

The man stared, his tone stern.

"Then Ayu gave me a message back, I have to give her back! Otherwise, how rude?"

Little Bun said softly.

The man said faintly, "You can make a call and tell her you can't play on the phone today."

The little bun immediately got up happily, grabbed the phone, and dialed out.

The phone was connected, and the man lifted his finger and pressed the speakerphone.

Little Bun frowned, "Dad, do you want to eavesdrop on my talking to Ayu?"

"I am a guardian, and everything you say and do is now under my control!"

The man said coldly.

"But, your way, it affects me to whisper to Ayu."

Xiao Baozi was not satisfied.

"Oh, this way. Then you can choose not to fight."

The man said, he was about to press the hang up button.

The little bun suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the phone to prevent him from hanging up.

At this time, the call was connected.

"Is it Xixi?" There was a woman's extremely deep voice on the phone, but it was very hoarse.

The man frowned, holding a pen in his hand, as if he was working.

The little bun over there was lying on his father's desk staring at the phone, then glanced at the father who seemed to have not overheard, "Ayu is me, are you working?"

"No, what's wrong with you? Have you seen a doctor?"

Yin Xinlan continued to ask, saying too much, hoarseness is especially obvious.

Xiao Baozi also heard it this time, "Ayu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with your throat? Are you crying?"

He curled his eyebrows and stared at the phone, as if he could see her on the phone.

However, at this time, the expressions of their father and son were really alike.

The same frown.

Yin Xinlan didn't know what was wrong with her. When she heard Xiao Baozi's caring voice, she choked again, and the tears in her eyes fell.

Little Bun looked up at his father, a little helpless in his eyes.

He is not good at coaxing people. From birth till now, others are coaxing him.

Now, he is a little bit helpless.

The man understood his look for help and sighed, looking very helpless.

Picked up the phone and tapped the positioning system.

Then, holding the little bun and got up.

The little bun suddenly understood, and picked up the phone to talk to her, "Ayu, don't cry, Xixi feels so distressed, if someone is bullying you, tell Xixi and Xixi will help you teach him."

Yin Xinlan suddenly laughed, "You are so young, and your tone is not small."

The little bun suddenly seemed to have been beaten up with chicken blood, and straightened his waist in his father's arms, "Does Ayu think I am too young to be beaten? I tell you, I am the only blue belt in our class. "

...

Fifteen minutes later

A silver-white Bentley sports car stopped on the road. Yin Xinlan was still chatting with Zuo Zexi, not paying attention to it.

She didn't look up until the voice of Xiao Baozi came.

"Ayu, here I am."

Zuo Zexi got out of the car and walked in front of her.

He wore a white short-sleeved shirt and sky blue shorts with suspenders today, so handsome and shiny.

Yin Xinlan looked at him in surprise, "Xiexi, why are you here?"