Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 5222 Someone is going to steal your son (4)

One night, Rong Jincheng not only accompanied Xiao Zhibao to dinner, but also took him to the indoor amusement park, and dotingly let Zhibao sit on his shoulders.

Rong Jincheng is tall, and Zhibao can see the tall world sitting on his shoulders!

Rong Jincheng also took fun selfies and short videos with Xiao Zhibao.

Xiao Zhibao seemed to have opened the door to a new world, giggling, and posing in a playful pose with Rong Jincheng.

After shooting a video, Rong Jincheng sent it to Moments: Guess whose little friend this is, isn’t it so cute O(∩_∩)O haha~
Within a few minutes, the following messages were overwhelming.

A: Rong Jincheng, you gave birth to a son again?
Rong Jincheng: Get lost.

B: Didn't you go to the capital?

Rong Jincheng: Yes.

Han Yurou: Hey, whose baby is this?So cute!
Rong Jincheng: Hey, daughter-in-law, guess what.

Han Yurou: I can't guess.

Rong Jincheng: The youngest son of Master Qiao's family.

Han Yurou: I'll just say it! !so cute! ! !
Rong Jincheng: I really want to sneak home o(╥﹏╥)o
Han Yurou: If you don't order it, just steal it.

Josnian:? ? ?

Rong Jincheng: Damn, I forgot to block Master Qiao.

Josnian: What are you talking about?
Rong Jincheng: I didn't say anything.

Rong Jincheng, who was drinking yogurt with Xiao Zhibao, was dripping with sweat. How could he have forgotten that Josnian had his and Han Yurou's WeChat accounts, and they were mutual friends.

sweaty.

It's not good to say that you stole your son in front of others.

And Josnian from Qiao Zhai was leaning on the sofa and watching his phone. He showed the video to Ye Jiaqi, and Ye Jiaqi watched happily: "Little Zhibao is so cute."

"Isn't the point that someone is going to steal your son?"

"He stole your son, you stole his twins."

"..." Josnian looked at the sky, and nothing was good.

Dessert shop.

Xiao Zhibao was holding his yogurt cup and drinking yogurt, he frowned: "Uncle, don't play with your mobile phone, you brought Xiao Zhibao out to play, don't play with your mobile phone all the time."

"Yes, yes." Rong Jincheng obeyed, put away his phone, took a sip of the milk tea in front of him, "Is the yogurt delicious?"

"Delicious."

"Well, what else do you want to play later?"

"To catch the doll."

"Okay, your uncle is very good at it!" This Rong Jincheng has practiced before, and many of the happy dolls are caught by him, "But you can catch dolls. After you go back, you have to praise uncle to your father, you know Yet?"

"Little Zhibao knows!"

"Smart and smart."

"Uncle, where is your baby? When will Sen play with Zhibao?"

"They are in New York. When you go to New York next time, uncle will let them play with you."

One big and one small chatting, very harmonious.

After drinking the milk tea, Rong Jincheng took Xiao Zhibao to catch the dolls. His skills were excellent, and he caught seven or eight dolls for Zhibao.

Zhibao couldn't hold them, so he and Rong Jincheng carried a few of them, and walked happily in the mall. Those who didn't know thought they were father and son.

Playing until nearly nine o'clock, Xiao Zhibao has to go to school tomorrow, Rong Jincheng had to ask the driver to take him home, really reluctant.

Zhibao waved to him: "Uncle, goodbye."

"goodbye!"

The car is full of dolls. Zhibao has not been this happy for a long time. He likes this uncle more and more. He is handsome and can play. He is more fun than his father and Uncle Song.

He was sitting in the co-pilot, shaking his calf and humming nursery rhymes, very excited.

There was a cheerful atmosphere in the car, and even the corners of the driver's mouth couldn't help but rise.

(End of this chapter)