Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Chapter 1122 Amazing Dad 8
The two of them looked at each other, so embarrassed, there were suspicious eyes on their faces.

You Shuang wondered why the system's medicine was so short-lived. Didn't the system say that it could be stronger?

Could it be some fake medicine?

Nothing beats the heart and dignity of a man more than the present scene.

For a moment, both of them were too embarrassed to speak.

You Shuang could only say: "I want to drink coffee, please pour me a cup."

"Okay." Qin Ping immediately turned around and left, with a face full of disbelief, and got you a cup of coffee for You Shuang.

But when he came out again, You Shuang had already left, leaving a note saying that he had left beforehand.

Qin Ping was disappointed and relieved again. In this situation, it was the best way for You Shuang to leave, but it was hard for Qin Ping to accept that You Shuang left him.

He even hates his own body, why does that, why?

Why is there something wrong with his body.

He's still so young, it's impossible.

I'm mad, I'm mad.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Qin Ping smashed everything in the house, it was a mess, and he couldn't stop.

He was tyrannical in his heart, wishing to destroy everything he could see.

The nanny who takes the child back from school: ...

I am really convinced, when will this be cleaned up.

Qin Ping sat slumped on the sofa with a dejected look, and said to the nanny, "Bring me a case of wine."

The nanny advised, "Sir, drinking in the morning is not good for your health."

"Body, what kind of body, what's the use of my broken body." Qin Ping was extremely irritable, "Take it if you want."

The nanny pouted, not knowing what he was making a fuss about, it was really unreasonable.

The nanny was speechless, she tiptoed into the kitchen and brought out a case of wine, saying that there would be no shortage of a bottle.

Qin Ping regarded himself as a wine barrel, and poured a bottle into his stomach. After a while, he was drowsy by himself, and then vomited profusely.

The nanny was really embarrassed, she was really tired.

Speechless.

Qin Ping lay on the sofa and fell asleep. When Nanzhi came home from school in the afternoon, seeing Qin Ping like this, he shook his head and sighed, why couldn't he cultivate his body calmly.

No way, no way!

She can't do it either. Is she in a hurry?
Nanzhi pinched his nose, and there was an unpleasant stench. There were a lot fewer things in the house, and it became a lot more vacant.

After drinking and smashing things, Qin Ping really became more and more useless.

You don’t need money to buy the smashed things again.

The nanny said to Nan Zhi, "Mr. has been sleeping for a whole day. Do you want to take him to the hospital?"

After speaking, the nanny realized that she was talking to a four-year-old child. What does a four-year-old child know?

Can't call the shots either.

Nanzhi looked at his unknown father, went over to sniff, "he's still alive, it's fine."

If you get drunk, get drunk, and Qin Ping should suffer a bit. When you wake up, you will definitely have a splitting headache and it will hurt you to death.

nanny:……

After thinking about it, she decided to cook some wine soup for Qin Ping.

When Qin Ping woke up, his head hurt like being hit with a sap. Seeing the child eating, he felt as if he had passed away. He took a deep breath and rubbed his head.

Didn't the child go to school? Why hasn't he left yet?

Nanzhi: "Dad, you're awake. I'm already out of school. You've been sleeping for a long time. Dad, you didn't come to pick me up from school."

Qin Ping had a terrible headache. Drinking the soup that was handed over to him, it was a little hot, grinning his teeth. He was so uncomfortable that he wanted to throw the bowl subconsciously.

Nan Zhi immediately said, "There are not many bowls left at home."

Qin Ping paused, but still restrained himself, he stirred the soup in the bowl irritably with a spoon, and the soup splashed on the table.

Nanzhi: ...

Really like a child.

Nan Zhi felt that Qin Ping couldn't bear it in his heart because he didn't talk about it without back pain.

If she is infertile, hey, she doesn't care at all, at most she is sick.

Even when you are sick, you have to assign various meanings to the disease. Being sick is simply being sick.

Nanzhi asked: "Dad, are you unhappy? Why do you drink? The teacher said that drinking is not good for your health."

Qin Ping remained silent, drank the soup, had a severe headache, and said after a while, "Lingling, do you think your Auntie Youshuang likes me?"

What is my Aunt You Shuang? I have nothing to do with You Shuang.

Nan Zhi thought for a while and said, "I like it, why come to you if I don't like it."

"She's just here..." Qin Ping looked at the child's clear eyes, and couldn't tell. She couldn't tell that she came to him, but it was actually between adults...

Once or twice, Qin Ping's heart couldn't take it anymore, his body was a waste.

Qin Ping was confused: "Should I love her?"

He was too confused to say such things to a child.

Nanzhi really wanted to say, is that love between you two? Is it called love when you meet and gnaw together?

Nanzhi said: "Dad, you go to love, to feel love, to feel the sense of existence when you love her, to love her hard."

Since love, love it.

However, human beings have a rather strange characteristic: the opposite.

The more you don't let me do something, the more I do it, the more you let me do something, the more I don't want to do it.

Nan Zhi would never tell Qin Ping, Dad, you are not allowed to love her, otherwise he will think of a stubborn child and insist on doing the opposite.

And there will be enough time for Qin Ping to think about the things between them.

Qin Ping looked at Nan Zhi in surprise, "Who taught you to say such things."

Intuit mature, not a child can say it.

Nanzhi just said: "The teacher said, people can only do one thing, then do it well and try to do it well."

"Father, if you like Aunt You Shuang, just try to like Aunt You Shuang." Nanzhi said indifferently.

To love someone violently to death, Qin Ping suddenly felt very impulsive, he thought, he could love You Shuang violently, not from physical impulse and liking, but from the heart.

However, he has physical problems and cannot give You Shuang everything he wants.

Qin Ping couldn't afford money.

Qin Ping immediately said: "Then do you think Aunt You Shuang will like me if I don't have what she wants?"

Nanzhi directly pierced his heart, "How could it be, what are you trying to figure out, there must be something from you."

It shows that your health is not good, that you are old, that you have an oil bottle?

Qin Ping: ...

This child sometimes speaks nicely and sometimes harshly, so can't he speak well?

Qin Ping rubbed his eyebrows, leaned on the back of the chair, drank wine, his head hurt, but his heart was very clear, and he clearly reflected something.

He took out his mobile phone and called You Shuang, but no one answered the first time, Qin Ping didn't give up, and then called the second time, and kept calling endlessly, and his complexion turned bad afterwards.

After finally getting through, Qin Ping's complexion suddenly became very ugly when he heard the suppressed and inexplicable muffled panting on the other side.

(End of this chapter)