A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

After breakfast, eight o'clock sharp.

Quietly took Lu Yan's hand and stood at the door.

He was still wearing the smock he used for breakfast, and he even held a spoon in his hand that he couldn't put down in time.

"Quiet, Dad is going to work, can you say goodbye to Dad?"

Bao Jinghan patiently squatted beside Mengbao, coaxing him softly.

But Jingjing was reluctant to let go of Lu Yan, she persistently grabbed his fingers and held them tightly.

Although there were no emotional changes in the face and eyes, anyone with eyes and feelings could tell that the child was attached.

"Jing Jing is obedient, if you don't let go of Dad, Dad will be late for work! If you are late, Dad won't be able to visit Jing Jing at night, understand?"

Quietly looked at Bao Jinghan blankly.

After a while, he blinked slowly, bit his delicate lips, and frowned slightly as if he was struggling with something in his heart.

"Quiet..."

"Let me do it!"

Interrupting Bao Jinghan's unspoken persuasion.

Lu Yan bent down, rubbed the child's little head, and then squatted down next to Bao Jinghan: "My dear baby, Dad is going to work, can you play with your brother at home first? Wait until the evening, when Dad is off work, come back How about with you and brother?"

The little cute baby with downcast eyes blinked, raised his head slowly, and moved his gaze from Lu Yan's toes to his face. The little hand holding the spoon moved slightly, and held Lu Yan tightly. The hand with the fingers slowly loosened.

"Dad... come back early..."

With his small mouth slightly open, he muttered silently for a long time before finally uttering five words with great difficulty.

With a sharp heart, I shuddered.

Lu Yan's eyes softened into one, staring at Meng Bao's dark eyes, and reached out to brush the broken hair on his forehead.

"Okay, Dad will be back soon."

"Pull... the hook..."

Knowing Jingjing is no less than Tangtang, but I don't know how to express and communicate.

But after such a day, Bao Jinghan was shocked to find that Jing Jing's attachment to Lu Yan seemed to be the key to unlocking his emotional and communication barriers.

"Okay, hook hook!"

Lu Yan stretched out her hand to hook her son's soft little finger, and shook it gently.

When he let go, he pecked his quiet, smooth and fair little face.

But Jing Jing approached him suddenly when he was about to stand up, and kissed Lu Yan's cheek with a "baji".

"Dear... Dad..."

All around, there was silence.

Both Bao Jinghan and Lu Yan seemed to froze at that moment.

But soon came back to God.

"With a father, Jingjing doesn't love Mommy anymore?"

Making a gesture to Lu Yan to let him go, Bao Jinghan took the opportunity to distract the little cute baby, and looked over with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

"Love Mommy... Dear... Mommy..."

Biting the words, he spoke quietly and slowly.

Then he approached Bao Jinghan and kissed her on the cheek.

this kid!

Bao Jinghan rubbed the top of the child's hair distressedly, reached out and picked him up, turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

"Miss, the old man asked you to go to the greenhouse, where is he waiting for you!"

Approaching the restaurant, Aze suddenly stood up, nodded respectfully to her, and then reached out to hug Jingjing.

But Jing Jing turned her face away awkwardly, and buried her head in Bao Jinghan's neck, refusing to let him hug her.

Bao Jinghan patted the little guy on the back comfortingly, stared at Aze and smiled apologetically.

"Well, I see. By the way, where's Tangtang?"