Baby, wait until you grow up

At this time, "Tuk Tuk" knocked on the door.

An Hao stood outside the door, showing a tired and helpless smile.In the end, he compromised with the accumulated love in his heart.

He really couldn't bear to hurt the child he held in his hands.

An Hao comforted himself that everything in the afternoon might just be an illusion.The child has grown up, at a young and beautiful age, coupled with an attractive appearance, when the light was soft and the time was quiet, my heart was bewitched and produced that subtle mood.

"Ningning."

Didn't hear the answer, An Hao twisted the handle and walked into the bedroom they shared.The lamp on the bed cabinet emits orange light, which is dim and as pale as water.

"Baby, don't be angry, Dad apologizes to you." An Hao bowed down, knelt on the big bed, and gently pulled the quilt that rolled his son into a pupa.

An Boning stubbornly pulled the quilt tightly from the inside, even though his legs were exposed, he tried his best to cover his face with the thin quilt.

The two confronted each other for a while, and the pulling movement stopped.

The little rabbit An Boning, who stood in the dark with his ears up, slowly loosened his grip on the quilt, and stretched his head out slowly.

Suddenly, someone lifted the quilt vigorously, and An Boning's tear-stained face was immediately exposed to the light, and he quickly closed his red eyes.

Seeing him like this, An Hao was heartbroken and angry, "You son of a bitch, are you trying to smother yourself to death?"

An Boning exhaled heavily through his nose.

"Close your eyes and ignore people, do you still have reason?"

Shocked, the boy Huo opened his eyes, "Dad was at fault first." After finishing speaking, he frowned and turned his face away, a naive child with a tantrum.

An Hao turned his face and squeezed his paws, "I apologize."

So easy to talk to?An Boning looked at him in surprise.

An Hao put the quilt back on the two of them, and lay down with the child in his arms, "Dad will never do this again."

My son is 17 years old and should sleep in separate beds.However, if he suddenly separated the baby, it would definitely frustrate and hurt this sensitive child, so he had to give him a transition period.

"really?"

"Well, is the baby still angry?"

"Of course."

"..."

"However, I still love my father the most."

An Hao hugged the boy who was curled up in his arms, "I love you the most too." That's why he couldn't be cruel to you, and made himself so decisive in doing things so capriciously.

The next day, An Boning seemed to have forgotten everything that happened yesterday afternoon, cooked a nutritious breakfast, and woke up his father as usual. After the father and son finished their meal, An Hao drove to the company.Not long after watching his father leave the house, An Boning followed him out.