"In fact, mom can see that your father always wants to know that you are not happy because of it."

"The night before yesterday, your father asked me for your baby picture before going to bed"

she touched Qian Qian's head and said, "Qian Qian, in fact, your father loves you very much, and he also loves mother very much."

"Your father loves me and you very much. He won't move me."

"Because I'm the only one who does it."

"That modesty knows that your father has been misunderstood. Should I talk to your father about it? Why are you angry?"

Modest people are small, but they know they are embarrassed.

"Mom, help me talk to Dad."

Don't you dare to talk to him? Is it because he always put on airs in front of him these days, but now that he knows that he misunderstood him, he doesn't dare to tell him why he is angry?

"After modesty, we should first consider and understand everything. Do you know?"

"Mom, I see."

"That's good. Mom can help you to talk to Dad, and then treat it as if nothing happened, OK?"

"Good," he said modestly

As long as the white foam came out to persuade Bo chengjue, there was no injustice.

When eating, Bo chengjue and Qian Qian, as usual, were sitting opposite the white foam.

Because he had just come down from the stairs with Qian Qian, Bai Mo had not told him that he was angry with him.

She wanted to wait until after dinner and then talk to him.

Qian Qian had dinner today, and he became very different again. Instead, he was always putting vegetables for Bo chengjue. He also kept saying, Dad, do you want to eat this? Dad, would you like that? This made him think that modesty was not the same as what he said, which made him afraid.

Didn't the boy face him hard the last moment? Why are you so courteous now?

There is white foam, has been looking at her and modesty, do not know what is laughing.

Bo chengjue wanted to know what was wrong, but he couldn't get out.

There seems to be something fishy between the mother and the son.

"Dad, this scrambled egg with tomato is delicious. You should eat more."

Modest little hand to clip some tomato scrambled eggs, and then put into Bo chengjue's bowl.

Seeing that Bo chengjue was stunned, Bai Mo laughed, but as soon as Bo chengjue's line of sight came over, Bai Mo Mo raised his eyebrows at him, and then lowered his head to eat.

"Dad, are you tired from work today? I'll step on your back and pinch your shoulders later?"

Modest while eating, said.

At home, they are not bound by modest etiquette. Many people think it impolite to speak when they eat. However, in the eyes of the three, the atmosphere of silence will be very low.

Perceiving something wrong, he put down his chopsticks and went to explore Qian Qian's forehead with his hand. He found that modesty was not a fever.

So why?

Qian Qian has been showing him his face recently. Why is he so nice to him now? And there's a flattering look.

"No fever. I thought you were confused."

He blinked his big eyes modestly: "Dad, I'm not sick."

"Then why are you confused?"

Modest: "I'm fine. I'm not confused."

"Is that your brain is not working well?"

Modest and serious said: "Dad, I'm your son, you say my brain is not good, that means I'm not smart, I'm your son inherited your genes, you suggest that my brain is not easy to use, that father, your brain is not easy to use?"

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