Pick up a husband and take it home

Chapter 576 Xiao Jing, be good, don't cry, okay? (2)

The more Fu Jingrong cried, the more excited she became, she completely regarded Rong Qi as her father, and she was very wronged, "Dad, can you not leave Xiaojing? Auntie said that as long as Xiaojing behaves, Dad will come back to see Xiaojing. Xiaojing is very good." , I listen to my aunt every day. Other children have their parents to pick them up when they go home, but Xiaojing doesn’t. The aunt told Xiaojing that her father is very busy at work, so Xiaojing can’t be like other children, but Xiaojing really wants to Mom and Dad came to pick Xiaojing home, Dad, after Xiaojing is out of school, can you come and pick Xiaojing home?"

"Okay, okay." Rong Qi was not too dirty, and wiped Fu Jingrong's tears and snot with the clothes he was wearing, "Stop crying, we Xiaojing are the most obedient, mom and dad like you very much, and won't want you Yes, Xiaojing don't cry, okay?"

Fu Jingrong choked up and nodded, rubbing against Rong Qi's arms like a kitten.

Rong Qi's clothes were all wet, in order not to wet Fu Jingrong's bathrobe, he slightly pushed Fu Jingrong away, and distanced himself from her.

"Xiaojing wait here first, okay, I'll come out after changing clothes."

Fu Jingrong was very disturbed, grabbed Rong Qi's hand, but refused to let him go, "I don't want it."

Dad used to tell her the same way, but every time she didn't wait for Dad, Dad finally became gentle this time, and she didn't let go of Dad's hand no matter what.

Rong Qi stared at Fu Jingrong for a while, and finally asked someone to follow him into the bathroom.

Because the floor in the bathroom was too slippery, and Fu Jingrong was barefoot, one of her feet slipped, Fu Jingrong screamed and fell straight backward.

Rong Qi reacted quickly, grabbed Fu Jingrong, and gave a harsh sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no one fell to the ground!
Help Fu Jingrong stand upright, and let someone turn his back to him, "Xiao Jing, I didn't tell you to move, you must not move, let alone turn around, you understand?"

Fu Jingrong nodded obediently, "Okay."

Only then did Rong Qi feel relieved and quickly put on his clothes, because Fu Jingrong was standing barefoot on the cold floor, afraid of catching a cold, so Rong Qi's dressing speed was more than three times faster than usual.

Before Fu Jingrong waited for Rong Qi to speak, the whole person was beaten horizontally by someone, just slightly stunned, Fu Jingrong naturally circled Rong Qi's neck.

Putting the person on the bed, Rong Qi said: "Go to sleep."

"Dad, what about you?"

"I'll sleep with you here."

Fu Jingrong suddenly blushed again, "I don't want it."

"Dad, I want to sleep with you, and you tell me stories, okay?"

When her father was not at home, the aunt often told her stories. Now that her father was at home, she wanted him to tell her stories, otherwise, she would not be able to fall asleep.

Fu Jingrong moved to the side, leaving a large space for Rong Qi, her small eyes looked forward to it.

Rong Qi really wanted to refuse, but under such circumstances, he had to do so.

Lying helplessly on the bed, Rong Qi tried to lie as far away from Fu Jingrong as possible, but who knows, as soon as he lay down, Fu Jingrong automatically clung to him, nestled in Rong Qi's arms, and hugged the man's waist tightly.

"Dad, tell me a story."

Rong Qi's body was a little stiff, his hands were hanging by his sides in a daze, and he was lying on the bed in a particularly twisted posture. He recalled a fairy tale he had heard when he was a child, and Rong Qi slowly told Fu Jingrong the story.

(End of this chapter)