The four-year-old cute baby of the actor's family

There were two more Buddhas in the meeting room, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

Liang Sihan's cold face attracted most of the attention. Although the faces of the attendees did not change, many of them were active in their hearts and looked at him from time to time.

Liao Huashi asked everyone to continue the meeting, and we will talk about his affairs later.

Before Li Huaiming could speak, Wang Siyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Liao, we are talking about how to decide on the screenwriter for the film "The Bride"."

He is young, about the same age as Zhou Wen'an, but he looks older and more experienced than Zhou Wen'an, plus he sits in the company every day, so he is more or less familiar in front of the boss.

Li Huaiming took it and said, "Yes, both Xiao Zhou and Xiao Wang are the screenwriters of this film, and they are discussing it."

Earlier, when Zhou Wen'an was made things difficult by Wang Siyuan, Li Huaiming took the call from Liao Huashi.

But Liao Huashi didn't mention Zhou Wen'an's name at all, and asked Li Huaiming to come up with the script on the spot instead of changing it again and again.

Therefore, Li Huaiming did not suspect him, and did not know that Liao Huashi's phone call was to understand Zhou Wen'an's surroundings.

Li Huaiming continued: "Xiao Wang's communication is good in all aspects, and Xiao Zhou is more familiar with the script. Xiao Wang has a little experience running the set, and Xiao Zhou is busy at home. So I'm still thinking about it. What do you think, Mr. Liao?"

He was just asking in vain, showing that he respected the boss, but in fact, he already had a suitable candidate in his heart.

Zhou Wen'an, Helen and the others sitting next to him could hear Li Huaiming's preference.

He thought, maybe he is really not suitable.But I didn't regret trying to fight for this opportunity, but I was a little annoyed that I had to tell Father Liang to see my own jokes.

Liao Huashi rolled his eyelids and looked at Liang Sihan.

Seeing this, Li Huaiming was somewhat puzzled. How could Liang Sihan participate in such a small internal meeting?Judging from what the boss meant, it seems that Liang Sihan still has some opinions to express?

He calculated quickly in his mind, and filtered the information about Liang Sihan over and over again, but he didn't seem to find any useful information.

Although this person is in the entertainment industry, he is in a dissociative state and does not eat the red dust and fireworks of the entertainment industry.

Liang Sihan looked calmly at Zhou Wen'an who was diagonally opposite, his cold eyes instantly softened: "Mr. Zhou, you wrote the script?"

"..." Zhou Wenan listened to the address "Teacher Zhou" in embarrassment, almost like a student who was called by the teacher stood up to answer this question.

He pursed his lips and nodded, "I cooperated with... Wang Siyuan."

Wang Siyuan and others looked at Liang Sihan in puzzlement.

Liang Sihan ignored everyone's suspicious eyes, and quietly watched the shy and timid Zhou Wen'an: "Mr. Zhou, I chatted with Mr. Liao, and I plan to play a cameo role in this idol drama. Which role do you think is suitable for me? "

Zhou Wen'an raised his head in surprise, and met his calm but powerful gaze.

The others also looked at Liang Sihan in disbelief, are you kidding me?

A top actor in the film industry, running an online idol drama to play soy sauce?What is behind this is the annihilation of human nature or the loss of morality?

Li Huaiming reacted the fastest, fearing that Zhou Wen'an would say something inappropriate, he took the lead and said, "then there must be many suitable characters, Xiao Zhou, can you think of them now? Xiao Wang, you are also familiar with the script, what do you say?" Tell me?"

He didn't care if Liang Sihan was joking on a whim or not, since he took the initiative to bring it up, it's decided now.

And since it was Liao Huashi's acquiescence, it is obvious that he does not need to consider the salary at all.

A low-budget online idol drama has the actor as a guest star. What kind of publicity stunt is this?

It's just a blessing in disguise.

Wang Siyuan followed Teacher Li's words, and said with a smile: "Mr. Liang will play the leading role? Can we temporarily adjust the plot? Teacher Li, what do you think?"

Zhou Wenan sat up straight, interrupted him, and said to Liang Sihan: "Mr. Liang, the elder brother of the male protagonist in the story may be more suitable, the Sea Turtle Elite. The scenes mainly focus on business negotiations and attending the wedding of the male protagonist and the female protagonist. "

Although he didn't know Liang Sihan's intentions, he didn't like Wang Siyuan's casual expression of wanting to change the script.

The screenwriter's right to speak is so little to no, how can he voluntarily give up?

Wang Siyuan listened, took over the quarrel, and said coolly: "But this character only appeared in about three episodes, isn't it too little?"

Liang Sihan didn't look at Wang Siyuan at all, and smiled at Zhou Wen'an and said, "Okay, then listen to Mr. Zhou, just this role." He turned to look at Wang Siyuan with a cold and distant look, " May I ask who this is?"

The front is cold and the back is hot, everyone can see Liang Sihan's differential treatment.

Wang Siyuan was so choked by him that he lost face in front of everyone for no reason. He could imagine how everyone laughed at him in his heart, and his face turned pale immediately.He pretended to be calm, and smiled slightly: "I am also the screenwriter of this film, Wang Siyuan."

When Li Huaiming heard that Liang Sihan had decided on a role, he browbeaten: "Thank you, Mr. Liang, for joining us."

How smart is this person?

He immediately understood what Liang Sihan said, and immediately made a decision: "Xiao Zhou, in that case, the matter with the screenwriter is up to you, but you are the first time a big girl is on a sedan chair, so you must study hard. .There will be a creative meeting of the director group next week. It is estimated that it will be held several times. You should attend all the meetings first, and we will communicate and adjust if there is any situation."

He often turns a blind eye to it, but he still has a steelyard in his heart, knowing that Zhou Wen'an is really familiar with the plot after all, and he is a serious and responsible person, so there is no obvious problem as a screenwriter.

As soon as the words were finished, the signature pen in Wang Siyuan's hand fell to the table with a "click", and his face turned blue and white.

On the surface, Zhou Wen'an calmly nodded and agreed, but he was both surprised and happy in his heart.

He secretly reminded himself to be prudent, but he unconsciously went to see Liang Sihan. It was Liang's father who helped him with a single word, and for a moment he completely forgot what happened last night.

Liang Sihan's expression was normal, his usual indifference, as if he didn't have any desire to communicate with the people around him, even when he whispered to Liao Huashi, he was a bit careless and indifferent.

Zhou Wen'an seldom saw him on such occasions, so he carefully pondered the outline of his facial features. Could it be because the deep-set eye sockets and high nose bridge seemed too sharp?

Once she pursed her thin lips without smiling, her whole body exuded an aura that strangers should not get close to.

Obviously when he was at home, he was not like this.

Or did he leave the most tender side to Ton?

Before the meeting ended, Liao Huashi notified everyone with a smile that this "Runaway Bride" will add an additional 1000 million investment, and the other filming locations have also been negotiated for free use, which can save a lot of money.

For low-cost TV dramas, this is already great news, and everyone cheered.

After Liao Huashi and Liang Sihan left, everyone was still chattering excitedly about the future prospects of the film.

Wang Siyuan took a picture of his notebook and rolled his eyes at Zhou Wenan. He seemed to have something urgent to do, so he immediately turned and left the office.

Helen picked up the notebook to cover her mouth, leaned close to Zhou Wen'an and said in a low voice, "Let's make a bet, Wang Siyuan will definitely go to Liang Sihan for his autograph and get close by the way. Is he stupid? I don't understand that he doesn't want to talk to me." him?"

"..." Zhou Wen'an was stunned for a second, "Is it possible? No way."

Will Liang Sihan give him his autograph?

What will you say to him again?

Zhou Wen'an scratched his head and wanted to go out to have a look, but was called into the office by Li Huaiming to speak alone.

After communicating next week's matters, he came out of the office and heard Wang Siyuan say to other colleagues in the office: "It's too big, I just want to take a photo? As for it? This kind of person will pass away sooner or later. "

As soon as he heard it, he knew he was complaining about Liang Sihan.

When Zhou Wen'an heard this, he felt aggrieved immediately, more uncomfortable than hearing others talk about him behind his back.

Before he could say anything, his face turned red, and he said to Wang Siyuan in a calm voice, "How can you say that? There should be reasons for Mr. Liang's reluctance to take a group photo. Many artists don't just talk to people in private." For a group photo."

This was the first time he choked on Wang Siyuan in the office, and it was for such a small matter, which was absolutely new and attracted everyone's attention.

Wang Siyuan glared at him: "I asked you a question during the meeting, did you treat him as a bole? Let me tell you what's wrong? As a star, it's his luck to be gossiped. Mention him, he probably has to cry."

"You..." Zhou Wen'an blushed. If Wang Siyuan said he would be fine, but when he said that about Father Liang, he became dizzy with anger and said indiscriminately, "Mr. When you were a well-known actor, you were still in elementary school. Now he is a top actor in the acting school, and the movies he made are very popular, but what about you? What qualifications do you have to say that about him?"

"You!" Wang Siyuan smashed the teacup in his hand on the table, rolled up his shirt sleeve with a "snap", and said to Zhou Wen'an angrily, "What are you talking about? You are talking about me? How dare you talk about me?" ?”

Zhou Wen'an was one of those people who couldn't quarrel, but now he was angry again, and before he could speak, Helen pulled his elbow behind him.

Helen didn't hesitate, smashed the white mug in her hand on the table, made a loud noise, and said to Wang Siyuan, "Didn't you hear clearly? Wen An was talking about you. I used to think that Wen An was a persimmon, and I didn't bother to talk to you. Are you pinching to death? Now people are talking about you, and they are right."

Wang Siyuan pointed at Zhou Wen'an and Helen's hands, his fingertips were trembling with anger.

Just when everyone thought that Wang Siyuan was going to rush to fight, he covered his eyes, let out an "ah", and ran to the bathroom shyly.

Everyone was surprised to see such a dramatic scene.

Helen picked up the water glass and patted Zhou Wen'an's arm, drinking water while smiling: "You did a good job, you have to go straight to this kind of person, I'm afraid he's useless." After a pause, she asked suspiciously, "Why are you doing that?" What happened? You didn’t care about Xiao Wang’s treatment of you before. What’s wrong today? Are you complaining about the actor?”

Zhou Wen'an was taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to explain.

Helen was still guessing: "I see that you blushed a lot when the movie king and the others came in. I know! Wen An, are you a fan of the movie king? I never mentioned you before."

She pulled Zhou Wenan to sit on the chair, "How is it? The idol is now acting in your idol drama, aren't you happy?"

Zhou Wen'an curled up his mouth with a smile, but didn't say anything.He turned and said, "Thank you for speaking for me just now."

Helen snorted softly: "I was brave enough to help others, please call me a chivalrous woman!"

"Okay, chivalrous woman." Zhou Wen'an took out a small delicate box from the interlayer of his computer bag, "Here you are."

A small square powder blue box with Helen's familiar logo on it.

She took it, pointed at him and smiled: "Give it to me? Why, it's either adultery or robbery!"

She immediately opened it, and it was a silver butterfly-shaped bookmark she had mentioned casually before, "How did you find it? I didn't even find it myself."

In the WeChat group earlier, Helen said that she lost a butterfly bookmark in the office.

She @Everyone asked if she had seen it, but everyone didn't pay attention at the time, guessing that it accidentally fell into the trash can beside the desk.

Zhou Wen'an zipped up the computer bag and explained: "One time I was having dinner with a friend and I saw it in the mall."

It was not long ago that he went to see Jiang Mingsheng and passed a small art shop on the way to the restaurant.

There happened to be a butterfly bookmark given by Helen in the window, so he just bought it.

But he hasn't come to the studio recently, and he didn't give it to her until today.

Helen held the bookmark carefully and admired it. The texture of the butterfly's wings was enamel, and it was exactly the same as the previous one.

She put it in the box, and suddenly became shy: "Didn't I accept your gift for nothing?"

Zhou Wen'an's brows and eyes curved softly: "You always help me, it's not for nothing. It's a gift of thanks."

He didn't work in the office for a long time, and he learned about many company and studio affairs through Helen, and Helen always helped him, and he knew it very well.

Helen's face was full of smiles: "Then I'll take it with peace of mind! I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Zhou Wen'an wanted to say something, but saw the phone screen flicker.

It was Liang Sihan's WeChat message: "Father Xiao Zhou, is it over yet? I'll drive you back."

It's true that Zhou Wen'an has nothing to do, but shall we go back together?

What if it is seen by the company or someone who enters or exits?

Moreover, he didn't know what to say when he was alone with him.

While Zhou Wen'an was hesitating, Liang Sihan sent another message: "Go to the corner opposite the building. There is a coffee shop. I will wait for you on the road outside the shop. The car is the BMW my dad gave me."

That place does seem to be relatively hidden.

Zhou Wen'an thought for a while, and then said goodbye to Helen. He would come to a meeting in a day, and the two of them were not in a hurry to talk.

Zhou Wen'an stepped out of the building and hurried across the crosswalk, when a gust of warm wind came from nowhere, brushing the bangs on his forehead.

At a glance, I found the silver-gray BMW sports car with a black roof, as well as the vague but handsome silhouette, with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of the handsome nose, completely covering the deep eyes.

The tight lip line and cool black sunglasses, the cold, rough and uninhibited temperament really look like a gangster in a Hollywood blockbuster.

Who is it like?

Zhou Wen'an took a serious look, and it seemed that he was burned by his eyes hidden behind the sunglasses, and his heart beat faster for no reason.

As soon as he approached the co-pilot's seat, Liang Sihan stretched out his hand and opened the car door.

Liang Sihan picked up the drink bag on the passenger seat, waited for Zhou Wenan to get into the car, and handed it to him.

Zhou Wenan caught it obediently, did you buy it from the nearby coffee shop?

Liang's father just wears sunglasses to go shopping?Not recognized?

Zhou Wen'an held the cup silently. It was a light grass green matcha milk cold drink. Insert the straw and take a sip slowly. The rich creamy matcha taste was not very sweet, with a little bit of tea astringency.He struggled for a while, and whispered, "It's delicious, thank you, Papa Liang."

It was useless to pretend to be calm when thinking about what happened yesterday.

"Really?" Liang Sihan grabbed his narrow wrist, pulled it closer, lowered his head and took a sip from the straw, and looked up to see his shy and cute appearance, "It's very sweet."

I don't know what to say is very sweet.

Zhou Wen'an nervously glanced at his slightly moist thin lips, and immediately looked away.

So they just shared a straw for a drink, didn't they?

His heart was beating like crazy, and he frantically searched for a topic: "So... Where's Dad Liang, Ton?"

Liang Sihan started the car, and smiled slightly: "I'm in kindergarten. Does Xiao Zhou's father miss our son?"

"!!!" Zhou Wen'an decided to keep his mouth shut and quietly drank his drink to lower his sense of existence.

The sports car slowly slipped out of the main road and merged into the traffic flow.

Liang Sihan held the steering wheel and asked, "Arrange a time to learn how to drive?"

Zhou Wen'an sipped the straw, and said silently: "Wait and get busy for a while."

He thought that Father Liang was going to join the crew of "The Runaway Bride", and he always felt very dazed. Did he really want to make an idol drama?What will the outside world say about him then?

Before today, he didn't know that he didn't like it so much when people said something about Liang's father.

Liang Sihan pushed down his sunglasses and asked, "Are you going to have a meeting this week?"

"Yes."

Speaking of this, Zhou Wen'an was also fortunate that it happened that Ton and Ton went to kindergarten on weekdays, otherwise he really didn't know how to balance life and work.

After Liang Sihan asked this question, he also fell silent.

The midday sun was very strong, and it shone warmly on the bodies of the two of them.

Zhou Wen'an drank the cool drink, his eyes were slightly fascinated, and he was a little inexplicably happy.

When he encountered a red light, Liang Sihan looked at the straw pressed by his soft lips and his contented face: "Father Xiao Zhou, I'm thirsty."

Zhou Wenan obediently brought the drink to his mouth, carefully adjusting the position of the straw.

He noticed that the man's thin lips slowly embraced the straw he had used, as if he was kissing himself indirectly, and then he swallowed lightly at his Adam's apple, which was extremely sexy.

Are Father Liang's lips and tongue sweet?

In the bright sunshine, Zhou Wen's mind was restless, and he couldn't help but think wildly.

Liang Sihan raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Come back to sleep tonight."

"..."

Zhou Wen'an managed to forget what happened last night, and was easily aroused by him again. He took back the drink cup and held it in his palm, curled up his lips, but said nothing.

Liang Sihan smiled, his expression was almost the same as Tonton's.

In the evening, Liang Sihan drove Zhou Wen'an to pick up Ton Ton.

Zhuzhu's mother arrived first today, she was already waiting for them with a smile, and left after seeing someone.

Tonton waved to Zhuzhu, and when he turned around, he was picked up by the big frog. He held up a small box in his hand, shook it rattlingly, and handed it to his father: "Dad, the teacher said, we are going to do it with mom and dad at night." this."

Zhou Wen'an glanced at it, and saw that it was a small material bag made of soft pottery.He saw that some children in the middle class were all holding boxes, and the outer packaging of the boxes was of different colors.

There was a bright yellow pineapple pattern on the outside of the box in his hand, and he asked Ton Ton: "Are we making pineapples?"

Tonton leaned in the big frog's arms, lifted his mask secretly, and said to his father with a smile: "Yes, the teacher said, when it is ready, it will be taken to the kindergarten tomorrow, and it will be dried, and it will become a hard pineapple. "

Zhou Wen'an had taken Ton Ton to the handicraft shops in the shopping mall many times before, either making polymer clay or carpentry, so he probably knew the process.

The three of them had dinner together, and Tonton couldn't wait to take his father to make "Little Pineapple", but Zhou Wenan answered a work call temporarily, and Liang Sihan picked up his son: "Let's go, let's go to the toy room first." , wait for your father to come."

He has not done handicrafts with his children yet, and he cherishes this kind of parent-child time very much.

Ton Ton rattled the small box, raised his head and asked the big frog, "Can Daddy know how to do it?"

Liang Sihan saw his precious son pouted and talking, so cute and cute, he couldn't help his father's love, and kissed him on the forehead: "Dad hasn't done it before, will you teach me in a while?"

"Okay!" Ton Ton was used to being kissed by the big frog, so he quickly kissed the big frog to express his love for him. He scratched his forehead with his little fingers and asked quietly, "Dad is at home today Be good?"

Liang Sihan knew that the baby was asking about his little Zhou's father, so he smiled and said, "Well, very good. Just as good as Ton."

In fact, no, it seems that he is still brooding over what happened last night, and avoids himself a bit.

As soon as Shiying came home, the two had lunch together, and then Liang Sihan was about to talk to him for a while, so he hid in the guest bedroom to work on the excuse that he had to change the copywriting.

In the middle, Liang Sihan sent the fruit over, seeing that he was indeed clacking on the keyboard, so he didn't bother him.

Liang Sihan walked into the toy room with Tonton in his arms.

Ton Ton usually plays around here, and the next day, Dad and Aunt Li will clean up the toy room, so every time I enter the toy room, it is very tidy, and it is clear at a glance what to take.

As soon as he landed, he ran to drag a very large frog puppet to the side of the little table, which was given by his grandfather earlier.He sat on a round cushion and patted the pile of cushions next to him: "Dad, sit here." Then he pulled another cushion to his side, patted it lightly, and said to himself, " This is for Dad to sit on."

Liang Sihan sat down cross-legged and helped him unpack the handmade ingredient box. Inside were several pieces of packaged clay and some small plastic tools, all of which were specially made as safe tools for children to play with.

He opened the manual and read it carefully.

Ton Ton quickly peeled off the film covering the clay, and said, "Dad, when you were a child in kindergarten, did you also make pineapples?"

"Probably not." Liang Sihan really had no impression of the kindergarten.But he can clearly remember that in middle and high school, he always went to Liang Zhongnian's office to sit and wait for him to sign his exam papers. When I went to see him, I only went to his company.

He still remembered the driver who was in charge of picking him up, who was later fired for offending Liang Zhongnian's second wife.

Ton Ton saw that the big frog suddenly fell silent, and shook his small hand in front of his eyes, calling him softly: "Daddy?"

Liang Sihan came back to his senses and rubbed his son's head: "You teach dad how to do it, and dad will learn from you."

Nodding "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to begin to methodically "allocate tasks", he came to pinch the main body of the pineapple, a yellow ball, and then used a small plastic toy stick to cut out pineapples one by one on the outside of the ball Rhombus pattern.He pointed to the pineapple pattern on the box: "Dad, help me pinch the green pineapple leaves."

In Ton Ton's view, this is a very simple matter. He can knead the yellow pineapple ball into an oval shape in one go, but Dad hasn't squeezed out a pineapple leaf yet.

Ton Ton remembered what his father said before, don't be impatient, but be patient, so he leaned in front of the big frog: "Dad, come on!"

Liang Sihan: It seems that he has a specialization in art, and children's manual work is obviously not his strong point.

Miscalculated.

Tonton held a small box and taught the big frog: "Dad, look at this, you need to use a small knife to get out the leaves. The leaves are pointed and have short thorns on them."

Liang Sihan simply put down the small plastic knife and hugged his son on his lap: "Tong Ton help Dad do it."

"Daddy is stupid." Tonton criticized the big frog mercilessly. He rolled the green polymer clay in his palm, and then put it on the table to flatten it.

Liang Sihan saw that he was changing gadgets from time to time, his thinking was active, and his movements were very quick. The more he looked at him, the happier he became. He couldn't help but kiss the back of his head: "Ton Ton is really smart."

When Zhou Wenan entered the toy room, he brought a glass of water to both Tonton and Liang’s father. The pineapple had just taken shape, but when Tonton was holding the pineapple to draw a rhombus pattern, he found that it was easy to touch the part that had already been made.

Ton Ton drank some water and asked his father suspiciously: "Dad, what should I do? I pinched this side."

It's not broken, it's just flattened right after it's drawn, and the elliptical spherical shape is a bit difficult to operate, and the marks drawn are also crooked.

Taking advantage of his son's attention on the little pineapple, Liang Sihan put the cushion he had placed on his side, then grabbed Zhou Wen'an's wrist, and pulled him to sit down.

Zhou Wen'an was also thinking of ways for Ton Ton, but he didn't pay attention. After sitting down, he picked up Ton Ton's pineapples and thought of an idea: "Then let's make another pineapple skin? Press the pineapple on the table first." texture, and paste it on the pineapple balls made by tons?"

"Yes!" Tonton's eyes lit up, he lowered his head and began to do what his father said, took out another yellow clay, and used a small roller tool to flatten the clay, and said while doing it, "It would be great if Dad came over sooner." Yes, the big frog is stupid."

Zhou Wen'an glanced at Papa Liang, seeing his serious face, and said to himself: So you finally encountered something that Papa Liang is not good at?

Why didn't Liang Sihan see his eyes, put his arms around his shoulders, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Wen'an was afraid that Ton Ton would see it, so he pushed him nervously, not daring to stare at him, so he wrinkled the bridge of his nose slightly in protest.

He also fluttered around the small round table like a child, watching tons of little fingers flying around deftly, and using small tools very smoothly, while the hand behind him was circling and circling on his back, two fingers Slowly moving down from the back of the neck, he twisted his waist slightly, and the hand paused for a while, but still rubbed along the spine.

Liang Sihan saw him leaning limply by his side, the roots of his ears were completely red, like a ripe peach, and the tender skin seemed to be full of juice.

Ton Ton knew nothing about the ambiguous behavior of the two fathers. While pressing the marks on the yellow ooze with a tool, he asked, "Dad, the teacher said that the small pineapple can be strung together when it is ready. I will give it to grandpa." OK?"

The two fathers were taken aback for a moment, why did they suddenly want to send grandpa off?

Zhou Wen'an pinched his little cheeks and said with a smile, "You like grandpa so much?"

When Ton Ton heard it, he immediately put down the little things at hand, hugged Dad's shoulders, and kissed Dad's little sesame: "I like Dad the most."

Zhou Wen'an smiled in satisfaction, and when he saw Father Liang approaching his son and asking, "What about me? Did Tonton forget me?" He laughed even happier.

Although this is not appropriate, but the mood is very good.

"No!" Tonton also hugged his father, and tweeted twice on his father's chin, "I like my father!"

Zhou Wen'an rested his face on the crook of his arm, laughing sullenly.

Now the little baby has become a favorite, and they are all competing for favor in front of him.

After laughing for a while, his waist was gently kneaded by the man, and he raised his head angrily, but he didn't dare to attack him, so he could only hug his precious son, and said pitifully, "Tong Ton, let Dad hold you for a while." Oh, Dad didn't hold the baby today."

Once Liang Sihan heard his soft and aggrieved voice, he naturally wouldn't fight with him for the privilege of holding his son.

Tonton nodded obediently, got up from the big frog's arms, threw himself into his father's arms, and held the pineapple that was about to take shape: "Dad, take it, and I will stick the pineapple skin on it."

Zhou Wen'an fixed the oval-shaped pineapple with a tool, and asked the little baby to gently stick the pineapple skin in place.

Ton Ton clapped his hands: "Put the leaves in place, and the little pineapple is ready!" He tilted his head, started to pinch the leaves, and put the green leaves on with the help of his father.

Liang Sihan looked at the three-dimensional clay pineapple and asked, "How do I get it to the kindergarten?"

Ton Ton put the little pineapple in his father's palm, raised his head and told the big frog, "Just take it like this."

Liang Sihan was speechless, obviously in his son's mind, he might be stupid again.

Zhou Wen'an held the little pineapple carefully, and reminded: "Don't forget it before you go to kindergarten tomorrow morning."

"Hmm! Daddy, I want to put it next to the bed, is that okay?" Tonton made the polymer clay, before washing his hands, he hugged his father's face, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and then pinched his ears. He was so tired that he kept croaking Quack, "Daddy, is it ok, is it ok?"

"Okay, Dad will take it for you."

Liang Sihan carried Ton Ton from his arms: "Okay, go wash your hands."

Ton Ton yawned, his little head drooping in the arms of the big frog: "I want to take a bath, and Dad will tell me stories."

Zhou Wen'an got up and went out of the toy room first, and put the little pineapple on the higher bedside table in the bedroom.

Ton Ton was satisfied, and muttered happily: "In this way, I might be able to eat pineapples in my dreams! Dad, let's eat pineapples!"

Sure enough.

When Zhou Wen'an saw this pineapple, he already guessed that his precious son would inevitably ask for "eating pineapple".

Liang Sihan pinched his little face: "Let Aunt Li prepare it tomorrow, and I can eat it after school."

Ton Ton asked happily: "I want to eat a big one!"

Zhou Wen'an smiled and carried him to take a bath, and patted his butt lightly: "Snack guy."

Tonton pursed his mouth, sat next to the bathtub and raised his eyes, his big eyes twinkled pitifully, and complained aggrievedly: "Dad, you spank my little ass."

Also learned to pretend to be pitiful.

Zhou Wenan bent down and looked at him: "Does it hurt?"

Ton Ton shook his head: "It doesn't hurt!" He leaned over to kiss his father's face, and twisted his little body happily, "I like my little ass spanking the most!"

Zhou Wen'an: ...Who did it inherit from?

After taking a bath, Zhou Wen'an coaxed Ton Ton to sleep, while Liang Sihan went to take a shower.

When Liang Sihan came out, Tonton had already laid down quietly, and Zhou Wenan ran away as expected.

He half knelt on the bed, kissed his son's tender face, then got up and went to the guest bedroom.

Liang Sihan knocked on the door in the guest bedroom: "Xiao Zhou's father? Are you still busy?"

"I'm going to sleep, good night, Father Liang."

The sound is quite crisp.

Liang Sihan directly twisted the door and went in.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Wen'an immediately rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself up, facing the inside, hiding his face in the quilt, blushing from the sultry heat.

Liang Sihan thought, he bit himself so generously yesterday, but today he is so awkward?Just like Ton, the cuter it looks.

Zhou Wen'an muttered: "Father Liang, go and sleep with Tonton. Tonton will be scared if he doesn't see you."

Suddenly, he moved his head to his ear and kissed the tip of the ear.

Zhou Wen'an's mind was pounding, and he pulled the quilt up.

"I don't want to see me, so I'm leaving." The man's voice was a little further away, with a little coldness.

Hearing what he said, Zhou Wenan felt complicated and entangled. Although he acted badly yesterday, today he went to the company to help him get a job opportunity...

The thought of not being able to hold tons of babies to sleep yet makes my heart sour.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he was suddenly lifted from the bed.

"Ah!" Zhou Wen'an let out a soft cry, and he actually carried him on his shoulders with a quilt, his eyesight was messed up, his hands and feet were tightly wrapped in the quilt, he couldn't move, he could only jump around foolishly , but failed, and instead he slapped his own ass.

Zhou Wen'an's face was flushed, as if he had encountered a tyrannical bandit.

"Don't move, you'll fall!" Liang Sihan hugged the big boy on his shoulders, and fought out of the room quite brutally.

After entering the master bedroom, Zhou Wen'an was put on the big bed next to the sleeping Ton.

After he lay flat, he moved his hands and feet, but it was too tightly wrapped, and the quilt was pressed under him, so he couldn't move at all. The man beside the bed was standing tall, and he didn't have the slightest intention of coming to help. Shame and embarrassment, but also inexplicably wronged.

Liang Sihan leaned over to cover the soft quilt, and rubbed the corners of his reddened eyes with his fingers.

Maybe it was because he was too close, or maybe it was because his eyes were too deep, which made Zhou Wenan's breathing stagnate all of a sudden.

He couldn't tell if it was fear or some other emotion.

Zhou Wenan became nervous and simply closed his eyes.

But in the next second, soft and gentle lips pressed against his eyes, and he heard the man who could easily live in his emotions warn him in a low voice: "From now on, I will sleep next to Ton and me, and I am not allowed to go anywhere. If you go, you will catch them back, do you hear me?"

Before Zhou Wenan could respond, he bit his ear.

hurts a little.

Liang Sihan saw that his eyes were closed and his brows were still frowning, so he rubbed the center of his brows, and opened the quilt little by little.

As soon as Zhou Wen'an was able to move, he immediately turned around and hugged Tonton, with his back to the person behind him.

He has never seen father Liang treat him so fiercely and sadly.

At this moment, the naive Zhou Wen'an thought indignantly: If I hear someone speak ill of him in the future, I will never explain it to him again!

After Liang Sihan went to bed, he forced him into his arms and let him lie on his side.

Zhou Wen'an whispered: "I want to hug Ton Ton."

Liang Sihan held his back with a smile on his lips, "Hold me."

Zhou Wen'an continued to mutter and protest: "I want to hug Ton Ton."

Liang Sihan rubbed his waist with his hands, gently pinching the soft flesh: "Hey, go to sleep."

Zhou Wen'an shrank back in fright, muted his voice, and was slandering in his heart when he heard him slowly and softly say: "You were not here last night, and I didn't even fall asleep, so don't run around in the future."

Zhou Wen'an froze for a moment, is that so?He leaned against his chest and pursed his lips: "Go to sleep."

His heart was already in a mess, and he couldn't figure out why he had so many emotions.

It was like a qin, the strings on which were plucked by Liang's father so that he could not understand the sound.

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