"Ximen Longting." Jing Jiaren frowned slightly.

"You worked so hard to peel it off. I can't ask for it. How can I waste it on him?"

Sun pulled the last two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, put down the bowl silently, slid off the chair, slid off the chair.

"Sun, where are you going?"

He replied 4 words sullenly: "I'm full."

Jing Jiaren started to lose her appetite again, and she suddenly thought of Bill, who was also very clingy and warm-hearted when she was a child, and he was considered well-behaved, but his personality was a bit introverted.But when I saw Bill again later, I found that the child's personality had completely changed, he was cold and withdrawn, and he was unwilling to approach even Wen Xinnuan.

Just as Jing Jiaren stood up, she was pulled by Ximen Longting's arm to sit down again: "You didn't eat breakfast, and you still want to skip lunch?"

"I'll go see what's going on with him."

"With his character, he wouldn't make it through today."

"How do you know? What if he keeps doing this in the future?"

"Didn't you say that I am a man, and I understand his psychology?" Ximen Longting pressed her back to the chair, "After finishing the meal, I promise he will take the initiative to come to you later to make up."

"you promise?"

"When did I lie to you?" Ximen Longting raised his thick eyebrows, "If not, you can go find him again!"

Ximen Longting has spoken, what else can Jing Jiaren say?Had lunch with a heavy heart.

After lunch, Ximen Longting entered the room and closed the door that was broken by his kick...

Not long after, Ximen Longting came out, and sat down on the sofa coldly, crossing his long legs.

"How is it? Did your father and son talk smoothly?"

"What do you say?"

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, when he heard the door creaking, Sun came out with a small schoolbag on his back, walked silently to the sofa opposite Jing Jiaren and sat down.

His head was still drooping, and he was playing with a psp game controller in his hand.

"Sun? Come to mom." Jing Jiaren called out tentatively.

Sun sat without moving, as if he didn't hear.

Ximen Longting said coldly, "Huh?"

Sun drooped his head and got off the sofa, walked to Jing Jiaren's hand with his head down, and moved onto Jing Jiaren's sofa, with a distance in between...

Jing Jiaren leaned over and sat down, stroking the little guy's head with one hand: "What did Dad tell you just now?"

"..."

"What are you doing with a small schoolbag on your back right now?" Jing Jiaren tugged at the schoolbag on his back.

Sun focused on playing with the psp, but ignored it, and Jing Jiaren unzipped the zipper without authorization, and inside were some toys that he liked to carry with him.Among them, there is Sun's favorite "Baby Diary".

When he was at 13 Oaks in France, Sun started writing a diary with pictures and texts.

Jing Jiaren picked up the diary and weighed it. I don't know if my son still has the habit of writing a diary. Will his little thoughts be written in the diary?

Just as Jing Jiaren was hesitating, Sun snatched the diary from her hand, put it in the schoolbag, and zipped the schoolbag up in a regular manner.

"You can't even touch your mother?"

Why did she suddenly feel that this child was starting to be unfamiliar with her... Jing Jiaren's heart ached.

The point is that she is incomprehensible. After thinking about it, she didn't realize that she said something wrong, and she didn't do anything excessive to Sun?

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