[Han Zhang][ABO] can't be said

He has a set of laws and rules exclusive to him, and it is difficult to understand.

Han Wenqing felt like he was playing a maze game, following his intuition.

Now there was a dead end in front of him.

It is not his character to go back the same way, option A is ruled out.

So BCD, did you choose to tear down the wall, or did you tear down the wall, or did you tear down the wall?

I don't even look at what I do.

When others say they want to beat you, they may be joking.When Zhang Xinjie said he wanted to beat you up, he really meant it.Not only do they want to beat you, but they also report to you in advance and ask you if you know why you were beaten.

"I didn't take good care of my son."

"No."

Han Wenqing gave him a strange look.this is not?What else can it be.

"make you worry."

"No."

Lao Han was a little discouraged. I haven't passed the exam in 800 years. Can this be compared with top students in key universities?

It won't be... "You delayed your exam." According to Zhang Xinjie's strict schedule planning, although this answer is a bit unreliable, it can't be said...it's completely wrong, right?

This time the person in front of him frowned, as if he was a little angrier.

"no!"

Anyway, I didn't pass the exam, and Lao Han lost his patience, his eyebrows slanted, and he didn't care if he was 21 or [-], are you going to beat him up?Don't beat me back to the exam!Why are you testing me here?

Because that's where the problem lies.

Zhang Xinjie said calmly——that is, calm at first glance, the end of his voice was slightly raised to conceal his emotions.Old Han pulled out the needle, jumped out of bed and pushed him out.

Give me back for the test.Students act like students.What can you do here, what can you do after solving the problem, come back after finishing what you have to do.You don't need to take care of my affairs.

Zhang Xinjie was silenced, frowning and struggling his forehead, froze there and being pushed back, Han Wenqing grabbed his hand again and pressed on his chest axis.

Don't procrastinate, you still have to beat me a few times, just rush here, let me beat you until you are happy.

Feeling dizzy with a surge of anger, Zhang Xinjie felt that the person in front of him was simply his nemesis, who could block him to the point where he couldn't speak a word, and his heart and lungs were choking and aching.Being dragged for a moment, she almost wanted to follow his rhythm, regardless of whether he punched him first, but before he raised his hand, Xiao Qiying blocked it first and threw himself on Han Wenqing.

"It's my fault, Dad, don't beat me up!"

The little guy's face was red and chapped, he couldn't help crying, his nose was sticky on his face and flowed into his mouth, it was messy and ugly.

"Don't fight... Dad is the one who said not to fight..."

Han Wenqing coughed and turned away.The two are too old to ask children to persuade them to fight, they are so stupid that they are hopelessly stupid.

Then he saw that the A-like posture in front of him, which was still tense, could eat his O, and suddenly lost his momentum, he stretched out his hand and hugged his son, and his legs slumped on the side of the bed.

It's my father who is bad.It's dad's fault.Did not take good care of you.

The little guy didn't understand, he blinked and put his arms around Zhang Xinjie's neck.

why?

Zhang Xinjie's face was also a little flushed, and his face was a little tight.He rubbed his son's small head, pressed his hair and kissed him.

No reason.

Then, don't fight with Da Da, okay?

Xiao Qiying took both hands, pulled their little fingers together, and pulled them together with all her strength, making a ticking gesture.

Old Han tugged, Zhang Xinjie's skin was warm and smooth, and he quickly escaped from the gap between his fingers.

It was quite embarrassing, but Zhang Xinjie lowered his head and pressed against his son's forehead, trying to show with his eyes that he couldn't see anything.

Old Han sighed.

Well, my son has said it all, don't argue about this.You go back to the exam quickly, and let this matter be put on hold.I won't take him to the kindergarten anymore. After such a long day of tossing around, it is estimated that the activities are almost over.

I take him there.Zhang Xinjie said.You take a good rest and finish hanging the water.

What about the exam?

He looked at the clock.

It's too late to go back now.

no problem?

Of course not.There is a record for missing the exam, but...

He looked at his son, the little guy had grown a little flesh, but it wasn't too heavy in his arms.

Qiying missed more.If possible, I don't want him to miss anything.

Han Wenqing suffocated for a moment. He looked at the father and son who looked very similar. He used to think that they were Zhang Xinjie's Q version, but now it seems that his eyebrows and eyes are opened a little, and he has his own flavor.Like the shadows of two people stacked together, blending creates another new possibility.

you're right.

He asked, does our agreement today still count?

Zhang Xinjie opened his eyes slightly, as if he didn't expect him to ask such a question.

...Of course, ...he paused for a moment and whispered, his face slightly buried in his son's floppy hair: I'm looking forward to it.

37.

When I took a taxi to the kindergarten, I was joked by the driver, what's the matter, I didn't have a date on Valentine's Day, so I took my brother out to play?

this is my son.

The driver stared - you are playing with me, we have countless people in this industry, how old are you, at the end you are just a college student, right?

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Qiying's face:

Where's your dad?

Wa turned her head and put her arms around Zhang Xinjie's neck, stared at it for a while with flickering eyes before saying,

it's here.

In fact, the so-called kindergarten activities are fun for children, but for adults it is a double test of physical strength and shame.Fortunately, the problem of shame is not a big problem. After all, hundreds of adults accompany you to be stupid, and you don’t look so stupid anymore; besides, the baby is cheering for you, and the heroism is born spontaneously. IQ DOWN to the bottom in an instant, and I still enjoy it.

Sometimes happiness is so silly, white, sweet, and cute that you can't even ask for it.

Zhang Xinjie walked quickly with him in his arms.She usually walks with the baby, but Song Qiying is almost 1 meter tall and weighs more than ten kilograms, so no one can support her all the time.But now thinking of the cut on his foot, no matter how tired he was, he couldn't bear to let him go by himself.Normally, Zhang Xinjie would pick him up and drop him off to kindergarten, and Zhang Xinjie would ask about the situation in the class, how the teacher was, and whether the lunch was good.

When you get closer, you can hear the laughter, shouting, and hustle and bustle inside through the fence.Xiao Qiying kicked Zhang Xinjie's waist with her own toes, Dad, I want to come down.

Zhang Xinjie put him down.If your foot hurts, tell Dad.

good.The answering voice was low, as if it was not as expected as expected.

He twisted his ankle again and drew circles on the ground, and after a while he asked:

Don't you want to play with us?

He's sick and going to the hospital.

Because of me?Is it because I am disobedient?

Zhang Xinjie rubbed the little guy's head.Squat down and look into the child's eyes.

Yes.Therefore, when we do things, we must consider others, not just ourselves.

But... Da Da told me that he was fine.

Because he thinks about you, he doesn't want you to worry, he doesn't want to let you down.

Should you also consider him?

When they walked into the park, the activity had come to an end. Parents, all with blue veins, were struggling to jump kangaroos on their bags, earning points for their children and exchanging them for candies.

The teacher was surprised when he saw Qiying: Why did Qiying come here?Oh, today is Xiao Zhang? ...Didn't I hear that something happened this morning, saying that I couldn't come...

Zhang Xinjie said, something happened, so I was replaced.Qiying wanted to come, he had never participated in this kind of activity.

It was so strange that the children didn't show up today, and Song Qiying was a bully in the garden after all, so he was immediately surrounded by his friends and dragged away. Parents, if they had seen Zhang Xinjie, they couldn't help but take a look.

One is because men are rare, and the other is because they are too young.

That little Zhang is at most twenty, right?The son is so old, conceived before marriage?

Ouch, keep your voice down, my husband is from the underworld, he can do anything...

The game link has been carried out to the last item, and it is also the most stupid item in this event:

Parents and children must wear ear tails. Parents hold their children in their arms, and start the game after hearing the password. While protecting their own tails, they will pull off other people's tails.

As for the lower limit and morals, this is an aristocratic kindergarten after all.Usually, the heads of various companies lost their tall image at this time, and their drivers silently looked away.

Just say that to participate in this kind of event, please drive yourself.

The men expressed that they couldn't resist this kind of setting, and they all sent their children's mothers or women in the family to fight.In the end, the only man standing in the competition team was Zhang Xinjie. Wearing cat ears and a cat tail didn't violate harmony, and he looked...pretty...cute....

Ouch.

Ouch.

Ouch yo yo.

The eyes of a group of women glistened, and they determined the target of the fire in an instant, and attacked him without hesitation.

Uh.

Zhang Xinjie didn't like this setting either.However, since you have participated in the competition, you must have the heart of a champion.When you are on the field, you have to do your best.

Dad, your words are not convincing at all.

Xiao Qiying squatted beside him and watched the field with him.As the first group to be stripped naked (ears and tails), they watched the women's fierce competition on the sidelines as lonely as snow.

Sorry.

Dad, you are so weak!

...just not very good at it.

I want to tell Da Da.

...don't tell him.

It's you who said it's not good to lie.

... This is not a lie, this is a tactic.

After the event was over, there was a small award. Points were exchanged for candies. The doll with the most counted figures was reluctant to take the winner's cat ears and cat tail, as if it was growing on her body, and the tail wished to fly up to the sky.Next is the chocolate DIY activity, which caters to the atmosphere of Valentine’s Day. The main purpose is to draw a harmonious and happy picture. Others are holding chocolate sauce and drawing various images there; With his mouth open, he took the sauce and smeared it blindly.

Kindergarten chocolate DIY is of course not really done from beginning to end, most of them use melted chocolate sauce as a trick.

Zhang Xinjie brought a bunch of models over, some with stars, some with animals, some with cartoon characters, and asked his son which one he liked.

Xiao Qiying murmured, unable to speak, and seemed unhappy.This is very worrying for Zhang's father.

What's the matter Qiying, don't you really want to come, now that you can play, why are you unhappy?Sore feet?Where does it still hurt?

The little guy shook his head, and he also looked at Zhang Xinjie.

Dad, you are not happy either.Are you in pain too?

Zhang Xinjie was silent. He took the production instructions and the model, and said for a while, come on, choose the one you like.

Xiao Qiying looked at the model and thought.He raised his head suddenly, blinking his eyes and asked:

Which do you like more?He couldn't come, we -- we made it and brought it back for him to eat.OK?

……it is good.

Zhang Xinjie felt warm in his heart, who wouldn't be happy if his son was sensible.Seeing Qiying put her hands behind her back like a little adult, she began to teach and lecture seriously:

Fighting is bad, Dad, you have to take the initiative and admit your mistakes to Da Da.He ate chocolate and the pain went away.

How do you know he doesn't hurt after eating chocolate?What if he doesn't like to eat.

It's so sweet, you must like it!

The son said seriously, I asked, I asked when it was dark, because Da Da looked so uncomfortable.

With a childish voice, he imitated his appearance at that time, holding his head subconsciously.

Da Da, where is your pain? Is it a headache?

Say no, it hurts.

I think, if you eat sweets, your heart will not hurt.

I know where the heart is, that's where you hit him today.

38.

On Valentine's Day, which is not a holiday, the evening rush hour is not generally scary.

Taxis are definitely not available. After being crowded on the bus for a while, some people kindly gave up their seats to the two of them, but there are young people around the same age, so it is uncomfortable to sit alone; and the traffic jam is really slow. Similarly, I felt that the child was uncomfortable and my chest was tight, so I got off the bus a few stops earlier.

The little guy had never taken a bus before, so he was quite excited.

Dad, let's sit for a while, okay? Just for a while.

Zhang Xinjie was speechless, this is not a roller coaster, so strange.

But for Song Qiying, it was indeed a novel experience.In the nursery of the human rights organization, even if you go out, you will take a bus or a special car; when you come to Han Wenqing, you will be served by a Land Rover when you go out, and the little guy is not allowed to get in another car, which makes it rare to take a taxi today. Mr. Song published the first My first opinion is: Dad, this car is so short.

Wealth and fortune, my lord.

Mr. Song, who was riding the bus for the first time, was no more calm than going to the amusement park for the first time. Zhang Xinjie felt that he couldn't hold it.

The son was nagging about the bus next to one ear, and he had to answer the phone call from the tutor in the other ear, and it was rare to scold this three-good student who had never made a mistake.

Zhang Xinjie just listened, without making any gestures or refuting.

Sorry to trouble you.

He obviously didn't have a lot of exercise today, but somehow he was very tired, so he dragged his baby and walked a few steps to sit in the park in the middle of the street, surrounded by couples walking through the street with pink bubbles.

dad?

Qiying, take a break.Dad is a little tired.

The little guy crouched in front of him and shook his hand.

Dad really hurts somewhere.Where does it hurt?I rub it for you.

No.

Zhang Xinjie spoke lightly, but he subconsciously supported his face with his palms.

... Dad wants to be quiet, don't run around, okay?

Qiying nodded sensiblely, reaching out to grab his trousers.

Don't be afraid, Dad, I'm not going anywhere.I am here with you.

There was silence for a while.Zhang Xinjie took off his glasses and rubbed his tingling Jingming acupoint, then paused again, and buried his face in his hands.

Xiao Qiying blinked, looking at the colorful lights on the street, the affection between Minon and everyone, and the smiles on everyone's faces.

dad.Everyone else is happy.Why are they so happy?

……

Today is the holiday, right?That's what the teacher said just now.

...yes, it's Valentine's Day.

What is a 'lover'?

It's people who like each other.

The little guy half-understood, dragging out his nasal sound.

Then I like daddy, does daddy like me?

Like it.

Then we are lovers!

Zhang Xinjie couldn't help laughing.He rubbed his son's little head.

you are too young.

Is it okay to grow up?Can I marry Dad when I grow up?

Zhang Xinjie black line, where did you learn that way of thinking is a little precocious?He sternly retorted: No.

The little guy was very wronged.I will work hard to grow up, I will be obedient, and I will always like my father.

Not for this reason.It is because we are already a family, and a family is a closer relationship than a lover.

He tried to explain the problem as plainly as possible.In fact, it's not bad, at least the son hasn't asked the eternal question of where he came from.

Even if you do a good job of psychological construction for this kind of question, you will still blush when you answer it; and the key is that if the explanation is scientific, the child will not understand it, and if it is not scientific, he will not be able to bear it, and he can no longer demonstrate it in person. Review the past.

Fortunately, the little guy didn't have time to ask him such profound topics. He thought for a while, took a wooden stick and drew a pointed roof on the mud, a stick figure underneath, and a smaller one. .

This is me, this is Dad.

He raised his head and asked Zhang Xinjie: What about Da Da?Big is also family, right?

Zhang Xinjie hesitated for a moment.Judging from the current development of the relationship with Han Wenqing, today seems to be a good time to confirm the relationship.But even if it is confirmed, they are just lovers.Whether it is necessary to make such a definition at this time, Zhang Xinjie feels that the major issues in life need to be carefully investigated before deciding, and it cannot be fooled by mistakes just because they have become established facts in the past.But for the son, they are a standard family, and they are indispensable.Now the house looked very pitiful, crooked as if missing one side of its support.

Looking at the little guy's pitiful eyes, he finally softened his heart. He couldn't help picking up the wooden stick. After thinking about it, considering the proportion of the body, he drew a stickman with his head on the beam between the two of them, which looked a little funny , as if wearing a huge hat on top of his head.

Xiao Qiying looked terrified: Why did Da Da have long braids!

Zhang Xinjie was very tired.Isn't this the roof you just painted on?

However, it is clear that the prince is quite satisfied with this configuration.He counted on his fingers, Da Da, Dad, and me.

Zhang Xinjie picked up his son's soft and warm body.He felt as if he wasn't so tired anymore, the soft and natural breath of the child's body wrapped around him, brushing up the small recovery technique following the rhythm of the beating pulse.

We are all a family, the son said, Daddy and Dad are also family members, so they can't be regarded as lovers, right?

...You can understand it like this.Zhang Xinjie held his forehead, thinking that this can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences, let's do whatever you want, little ancestor.I still can't say I've figured it out 100%.

Xiao Qiying looked at this picture seriously, and then imitated the appearance in the TV series and said to her heart, then I can rest assured.

39.

Therefore, it is said that drugs should not be taken indiscriminately and TV dramas should not be watched indiscriminately. Zhang Xinjie said that TV dramas, which seriously affect the three views, must, must, must, and he has to review them before showing them to children.

Who showed you something weird?

Xiao Qiying sells teammates in one second:

Brother Fang showed it to me!It's called "Glory Pansi Cave"!nice!

Fang Rui, you wait.Zhang Xinjie nailed a villain in his heart.

He sternly taught the children: What do you call your elders? How impolite, don't call him Brother Fang, but next time you meet him, call him Uncle Fang.

Xiao Qiying remembered something.

Dad, is it because you are so uncomfortable?Fang... Uncle said that Da Da was going to die.

The child obviously has no way of understanding this concept, but he feels vaguely uneasy.

What is death?Does it hurt?Will I die if my heart hurts so much?

...Zhang Xinjie nailed Fang Rui's villain in his heart again.

To die is to never see.

He rubbed his son's head and said, but don't worry, you won't die.His heart hurts because of you.You are fine, if he doesn't hurt, he will be fine.Like that... Superman?won't die.

The son's eyes lit up: Bumpman?It's Daddy Bumpman!

Oh oh, it's Bumpman.

The little guy got excited, and went down again.

But Dad, Bumpman is also mortal.The eyes no longer glow, turned into a stone statue, and died.

...that's out of energy.It can be revived with enough energy.

Xiao Qiying obviously holds a different view.He frowned:

Isn't that a mobile phone?

... Zhang Xinjie thought that it was not unreasonable for Meng's mother to move three times. At least he had to have a good talk with Han Wenqing about this aspect, such as cherishing his children and staying away from Fang Rui.

Han Wenqing also wanted to talk to Zhang Xinjie.In fact, he really didn't forget to book a restaurant for Valentine's Day on purpose. After all, he hasn't dated for many years and has little experience.He usually doesn't have any reservations at this time of Valentine's Day, so he naturally doesn't know that this has turned into a fierce battle in society.

Competing for restaurants, hotels, and occupying all possible public resources to release flash bombs is a must for couples on this day.

He promised Zhang Xinjie to lie down well, but in the end he couldn't go anywhere. Could it be that Valentine's Day should be spent in the ward.

The young people who came to visit the doctor brought their partners, and they were all terrified when they heard the captain's troubles.

Forehead.Captain, you can't go out like this... Now the hotel is definitely over. Although the most high-end hotels can still be booked, but... it seems... not suitable.Besides, you still have a baby, right?

How about... buy some flowers?Nine hundred and ninety-nine roses or something, this is the most indispensable thing today.Fill the ward with roses, and when someone comes, you can turn around in the sea of ​​flowers-I will stab your heart, I am the golden saint Aphrodite of Pisces!

...I'm an Aries.

Chocolate, um, you can buy it everywhere on the street, can’t you wait for me to pick the most expensive one and bring you a box?Peel off the shell and put it in another box, saying that you did it yourself!

In the end, Han Wenqing threw them all out of the ward.

Even liars don't believe it, okay?

Forget it, you still have to prepare yourself.Missed is missed, there is nothing to hide.

This time it can be described as wild and chaotic, and there is nothing to explain.What can be done at present is to double the remedy, and the days are still long.

At least, I hope that such days are still long.This point must be made clear to him today.

Zhang Xinjie walked back to the hospital ward with Xiao Qiying in his arms, sweating profusely. When he opened the door, he saw a customer talking about business with Han Wenqing. came back?Just right, let's take a look.

Several business people who had surrounded Lao Han immediately stood up with discerning eyesight, and stood in a well-trained row in front of Zhang Xinjie.

Everyone holds an album of diamond rings in their hands.The zero next to the price is a bit scary, and I feel dizzy when I look at it.

……What's this?Valentine's Day sale?

Old Han coughed.

It was I who called the jewelry customizer over, and there happened to be a client I knew.Which of these three styles do you like, you pick one.

Zhang Xinjie felt as if he had been hit by a sap on the forehead.

……etc.Why am I the pick?

Because it was given to you.

Captain Han took it for granted.

………… Zhang Xinjie felt that his quality was very good. After all, there were outsiders present, otherwise he couldn’t be sure whether he would be so stimulated that he would suddenly turn into Huang Shaotian and burst out the bullet screen in his head.

………………………… Han Wenqing I think we need to talk first.

That's what I plan to do, but can you make a style first, it will be faster.

It doesn't have to be fast,

He said to the three promoters with a cold face, can you please go back first, I have something to talk to him, please don't block the door of the ward.

Probably aware that this was a bit strange, the three people with winks immediately ran away, saying that Mr. Han needs us on call.The sample list is here, just tell us the article number.

He didn't speak until people left. What do you mean?

You see what you mean.

Of course Zhang Xinjie understood what he meant.Although for him, it's not that he didn't think that maybe the best way is to fall in love with this person and enter into a marriage relationship with him, which is the best solution for this wonderfully formed family, when such thoughts arise in his heart , there is still some desire.However, at the same time, he believes that all assumptions are likely to be overturned without proper elaboration, and one should not skip steps faster and proceed to the next step.

And this guy has been speeding up, making their relationship develop by leaps and bounds, and there is something in his heart that seems to be growing like a seedling, and he is rushing up like crazy.

If I remember correctly, we didn't establish such a relationship.

Then make sure from now on.Han Wenqing looked into his eyes without any retreat.I made an appointment with you today, just to say this.

...you are too impulsive.We've only known each other for a month and four days.

We have known each other for four years.

It cannot be calculated in this way.This is not fair.

Why?Han Wenqing asked back, I have never forgotten you in the past four years, and you must have never forgotten me.

Zhang Xinjie choked.He strives to demonstrate a willpower of which he should be proud.

Is your conclusion too egotistical?

So how did you find me.

Zhang Xinjie took a deep breath.

If you want to take responsibility for what happened four years ago—

Yes, I want to take responsibility.

Han Wenqing was still looking directly at him without any deviation in his gaze.

Is there anything wrong?

Zhang Xinjie felt that he had nowhere to retreat.He took a deep breath and wanted to continue speaking, but the opponent's offensive obviously did not give him a chance to sing and read.

I want to be responsible for the people I like and my kids.What's wrong?

Of course, you can choose not to accept.It doesn't matter.I'll be giving it away again this time next year.

... What if you don't accept it next year?

as always.The year after, the year after, every year.until you accept it.

Pain and tightness in the throat, something is blocking the throat, and I can't spit out fast.

You never thought that if in the days to come, you found that I was a boring, rigid, and unbearable existence that had nothing in common with you, at that time——

Think about it later.Han Wenqing interrupted him, throwing the catalog of diamond rings over.

Now, can you pick a favorite first?

40.

Zhang Xinjie still couldn't hold back, and finally slapped the diamond ring booklet back.

No matter how close you stand, you are in a long-distance relationship. If one has short legs and the other rushes too hard, what do you say?

I don't pick.

You don't pick me.

Lao Han didn't take his opinion seriously either.

The son was still counting zero in a serious manner.

Dad, this is more than zero.This is good.Just this!

God, I just wanted to have a normal Valentine's Day.Even lovers restaurants, cafes, lounges, ambiguous bars and luxury suites, although clichéd, at least conform to the law of development of things.

Zhang Xinjie looked up to the sky and sighed.He felt that the romance that had nothing in the first place was almost destroyed, and the rare touch he had made for his son was also suppressed, but he felt uncomfortable until the process was completed, not to mention the rare preparations, Xiao Qiying has been He secretly signaled him with his eyes, and he saw it too.

I had to rummage through my bag, took out two boxes, and took out a small one from my clothes pocket, the packaging was more delicate.The three lined up in front of them.

Lao Han also frowned. Is this the rhythm of the golden ax, silver ax and iron ax? What are you doing?

Teach you how to spend Valentine's Day.

Zhang Xinjie didn't have much confidence in what he said.He opened the box, two handmade chocolates that can only be said to be attractive, one with white chocolate sauce written crookedly:

TO greatly

The words.

The other didn't write anything.

The one with the most beautiful packaging looks like a finished product in the store.

When Zhang Xinjie opened them, he seemed a little nervous.

The son rushed over and pointed at the one who wrote the letter, "I did it!"Dad taught me to write!

Great.

Lao Han felt a little touched, and didn't know what to say for a while.

What about the ones that didn't write?

The ones without writing were made by my father.

He looked up at Zhang Xinjie.

...It's not counted as doing, it's kindergarten activities.It's just that the melted chocolate sauce is solidified in a mold.

On the contrary, the giver was a little embarrassed, and made a little more insignificant explanation: it was just a wish.

What about another one?

That... was bought before.

You have already prepared.

Not early, just a day earlier.This is common sense, right? ...Moreover, this brand is doing promotions in schools, and the amount after the special price is still within the acceptable range.

Han Wenqing imagined Zhang Xinjie queuing up to buy special chocolates (perhaps holding a reference book in his hand so as not to waste time), this scene was a bit funny.

...Laugh if you want to.Holding it in is not good for your health.After all, I'm really not good at this—

Zhang Xinjie subconsciously pursed his lips - he thought he was about to be kissed, but in the end he was hugged tightly, and his hot breath brushed against his ears.

I'm sorry, thank you.

Zhang Xinjie was taken aback for a moment, then slightly tapped his lower lip, and smiled slightly.

Originally, I planned to write.But the words "I'm sorry" can't be symmetrical, and it doesn't look good. "Thank you" is always easy to write one big and one small.

And, I think it's better to say it myself.

I'm sorry, thank you.

Old Han frowned.What are you apologizing for and what are you thanking me for?I didn't buy the chocolate, but you won't accept the diamond ring.Tell me what can I do to make you thank you?

It's hard to say -- it's hard to say.Zhang Xinjie thought for a while, and pointed to the gold, silver and copper axes on the table.

Then... eat them.These two probably won't be tasty, I don't have much confidence, and, really, for the sweet tooth...  

He picked up three chocolates, paused, seemed to observe Lao Han's expression, and asked a little nervously, "Which one do you want?"

I want you.

The second answer was too fast, Zhang Xinjie didn't have time to react, he blinked his eyes, and wanted to ask something, but his mouth was blocked, and he was crushed by the rough force until it hurt.

"I said I want you. I want Zhang Xinjie."

"do you understand?"

The son lay beside him, flipped through the diamond ring album, and looked at them boredly.

Dad, what are you doing.Do you want to play kiss?I want to play too!

The two of them separated in a tacit cooperation while they were busy, turned their heads and gave each other a bite on their little heads, and continued to entangle each other.

The little guy felt he was being perfunctory.

(No such. Am I really your own? Could it be that I was actually sent as a medical insurance card?)

The neglected Wa pounced on the two of them.

I want it too!

Zhang Xinjie broke away panting, not forgetting to explain to him.

Don't make trouble... this is something you can only do to the person you like.When you grow up in the future, you will also meet such people. At that time...

The little guy didn't wait for him, and went up to him and gnawed on Zhang Xinjie's lips.

--Oh shit.

Old Han reached out to pick up the baby by the collar and dragged it into his arms.

It's the other way around, come over to me, boy.

He stretched out his hand to cover Xiao Qiying's eyes, grabbed it and held it down.

Be honest, don't watch.

no!Big bastard! — Bullying Dad!Daddy hit him!

Zhang Xinjie held back his smile, but a trace of it crept up his eyebrows.

it is good.

He pressed his heart, through his son's soft little body, leaned close to him, and kissed him again.

41.

Not good.

Very bad.

Very bad.

The so-called wrong time, wrong place, with a wrong audience watching, accomplishing things that do not matter right or wrong, then right can also be turned into wrong.

Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie looked at each other out of breath.

They had never so sincerely hoped that someone from Tyranny's demolition team would come to act as a temporary babysitter, or that if there was still someone in the kindergarten, they would throw the baby there quickly, two hours would be enough.

But it's getting dark now, and today is Valentine's Day.It seems a little inhuman to trouble others on such a day.

Therefore, they must solve the problem of the son before solving the problem of the lower body.

Before the situation got out of hand, the two had to separate and recover for a long time. No matter how private it is, this is also a ward, which is really inappropriate. When the nurse came in to change the water, the two separated far away, like a blind date in the 70s It seemed that Zhang Xinjie was staring at the radiator in the corner in a daze, while Han Wenqing was distracted while flipping through the album of diamond rings.

Get out of the hospital, go home and rest, anyway, it's almost the Chinese New Year holiday.I know my own body well, the film was filmed and CT was done, the group of boys had never seen the big scene and were scared out of paranoia, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Either way, it must have been hit on the head.

No, Han Wenqing said gloomily, in fact, he ran away two steps sooner.As a result, holding his son, he couldn't let go of his hands. He tripped over Brick and fell headlong to the ground.I fell by myself.

This seems to be different from the plot of Han Wenqing's brave rescue of the young son described by everyone.

What about the building?

The building is next to it.

Didn't it collapse?

If you fell on me, would you still see me now?

When Xiao Zhang went to go through the hospital discharge procedures, these words kept ringing in his ears. His fingers were sweaty when he signed the payment slip, and the nurses looked at him sympathetically. There is no money to live in a special needs ward. It scares people and children, why are the old men so stupid? Isn’t it just walking and falling and hitting the ground? Go back to rest for two days and call if there is a problem. If the dizziness and projectile vomiting are severe, our bed is tense. See if someone with a broken leg is still lying in the aisle, thank you for your cooperation.

With a wave of his hand, Lao Han was driven away.

He didn't have anything to bring, unlike other discharged patients who carried a bunch of things, he was escorted by a large group of people in the morning like a giant panda.