Mommy, Please Wait To Be Loved

Ah Wu stood there stupidly and did not react for a long time.

bad temper? Jin Nanfeng has a bad temper?

What nonsense is this kid talking about.

The morning movie was finished very quickly, even though Jin Nanfeng was a little unhappy about Chen Chen wanting to recognize him as his father, but

He also admitted that the little guy is quite talented when it comes to filming.

Enter the drama quickly, although the acting skills are immature, but to a five-year-old child, it is already very good.

Just as the director yelled "cut", the little guy wiped a tear from his face and rushed towards him, "Uncle

Uncle, is my acting good? "

Jin Nanfeng was still holding a sword in his hand. Although it was a prop for filming and he hadn't been sharpened, the little guy rushed straight forward.

Coming over still caught him off guard, and subconsciously avoided, but the sword's head still rubbed against Chenchen's head.

A red mark was immediately rubbed on his white forehead.

"Woo..."

Chenchen curled his mouth, tears burst into his eyes, and bit his lip and started crying.

"Chen Chen!"

Three or five staff members rushed forward and surrounded Chen Chen. The children were in a hurry. The children were scared.

Now, these adults were nervous again, Chen Chen was even more afraid, and cried out with a "wow".

Wu and Xiao Mei couldn't stop after coaxing them for a long time.

When Li Yunxiu was leaving, he was instructed by a thousand reminders, he must look at the child carefully, but it didn’t take a while.

When something happened, how did they go back and explain to Li Yunxiu, this kid, but the little grandson of the president.

Seeing that the whole crew was busy at a loss, Jin Nanfeng gave a "tsk" and walked directly over, watching the surrounding

The people around Chenchen said, "Keep away."

The crowd dispersed, letting Jin Nanfeng in.

"Come to Uncle."

Jin Nanfeng took a step back with his right leg, squatted down with his trousers, and stretched out his arms towards Chenchen.

Chenchen immediately rushed over.

One hand tightly covered the forehead that was hit.

"Let it down, don't cover it."

Jin Nanfeng’s voice sounded a little harsh, which surprised the people around him slightly. Jin Nanfeng was warm to them.

Whispering, how can you be strict with a child.

Chenchen slowly put his hand down, and Lan Youyou's eyes were full of tears, looking pitiful.

Most of the marks on his forehead have disappeared, and for this little injury, Jin Nanfeng didn’t snort when he was young, see

He made such a fuss, Jin Nanfeng couldn't say how angry, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Chenchen answered honestly.

"Doesn't hurt you crying? Didn't you see that everyone was worried about you?"

"I……"

Chen Chen's face paled, not knowing what to say.

"Go and say sorry to everyone, and make everyone worried."

Chenchen bit her lip, let go of Jin Nanfeng's hand obediently, and then ran over to apologize to everyone.

Seeing that it was all right, everyone couldn't help but laughed. Someone gave Chenchen a bag of potato chips and a few lollipops.

"Li Jingchen, you won't be able to put on your clothes if you eat potato chips."

Jin Nanfeng said coldly behind his back.

Chenchen gave a reluctant "Oh" and returned the potato chips.

Everyone was happy, "Brother Jin, you still have a way."

"Yes, Brother Jin, I didn't expect you to teach children such a way."

Jin Nanfeng paused and smiled, "He is playing my brother, I naturally want to be like a brother."

"Brother Jin, I don't think you are playing your elder brother anymore, but you are educating your son."

"Don't tell me, it really looks like."

Everyone jokes.

Jin Nanfeng's eyes were slightly stagnant. To be honest, he himself felt strange. He never liked children.

During the play, the crew also had young actors who were injured, and they were a bit more serious than Chenchen. He didn’t even care.

Why today...

Moreover, once said by this group of people, he himself felt that what he just did was a father who was teaching his son

Things done.

Damn it, is it because this kid haunted himself to recognize his father, he actually entered the scene without knowing it?

Jin Nanfeng closed his eyes and forcibly drove away the messy thoughts in his head.

At twelve noon, the crew opened dinner on time.

The crew ordered meals for everyone. Although Jin Nanfeng didn’t like the taste of the box lunch, he didn’t leave any words to others.

The handle will not let people buy it deliberately.

More often, everyone gathers together for dinner and discusses the afternoon scene.

But Jin Nanfeng was not in this mood today. He took his share and went to the dressing room.

Today’s lunch is braised chicken nuggets, a short section of steamed fish, vegetables are greens and cauliflower, and the soup is seaweed soup.

Shan is still rich. Jin Nanfeng doesn’t eat fish. He carefully picks out the fish in the bowl and throws it in the trash can.

Washed the chopsticks, and then slowly began to swallow the remaining food.

"Brother Jin, Shui."

Assistant Ahui handed over a cup of warm water.

"Why is it so slow?"

Jin Nanfeng was a little dissatisfied.

"It's noisy outside. I watched it for a while when I came."

Jin Nanfeng took a sip from the water glass, and then asked, "What are you asking?"

"It's the little devil named Chenchen. His assistant wants to feed him, but he doesn't want to eat it all the time, so he wants to go back.

It's almost noisy outside. "

Jin Nanfeng took a piece of cauliflower and put it in his mouth, then frowned, "You bring him here."

"Brother Jin, why are you so concerned about this child...?" Jin Nanfeng doesn't like children's things, he knows best

But, how can you deal with Chen Chen perfectly...

"Don't think too much, I just don't want to delay filming in the afternoon."

Jin Nanfeng snorted.

"Okay, I'll call him."

Ahui didn't ask any more, turned and left. After a while, Chen Chen stood in front of Jin Nanfeng holding the lunch box with blue eyes.

The eyes are red, apparently just crying.

"What are you making, do you think this is your home? Why don't you want to eat?"

Jin Nanfeng pulled Chenchen in front of him, took him to the stool and sat down, opened his lunch box, and stuffed the spoon into his hand.

"eat quickly."

"I don't eat fish."

Chenchen was very aggrieved, "I can't eat fish. When I eat fish, red spots appear on my body. It will be very uncomfortable. Wu

Uncle and Xiaomei said that they didn't believe me. "

Jin Nanfeng paused, can't he eat fish?

He thought he was allergic to fish when he ate fish in the world.

This kid doesn't look like himself anywhere, but he looks a lot like him.

Jin Nanfeng carefully picked out the fish for him, and then said, "Can you eat it now?"

"Thank you uncle."

Chen Chen bowed his head and gulped the grilled rice.

A few pieces of chicken were quickly eaten by Chen Chen. Jin Nanfeng looked at him and finally used chopsticks to all the chicken in his bowl.

Zi clipped it to Chen Chen.

"Uncle, don't you want to eat it?"

"Just eat your own, you don't need to take care of my business." Jin Nanfeng was a little impatient.

"Uncle, I want to say sorry to you."

"Ok?"

"I told others you bad things today. I said you have a bad temper and look down on people."