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In the noisy campus, hearing the cry of steamed stuffed bun, all the people stopped to talk and looked back at him suspiciously.

Le Yu quickly held the steamed stuffed bun in his arms and gently patted his fluctuating chest to calm him down. At this time, DC also came up and comforted the steamed stuffed bun all the time.

"It doesn't matter. We've got the first place now, and my mother and I will always be by your side. Don't cry."

He couldn't touch his head. He didn't know why suddenly the child would cry so miserably, so he had to squat down to comfort.

At this time, Xiangyang Jiang Yuanzhou also stopped the discussion, turned to look at the steamed stuffed bun, and felt some unspeakable taste in his heart.

Xiangyang knows that all this has nothing to do with steamed stuffed bun. He is just the victim of the whole thing. Now, whether he is excluded or envious to cry, it is very cruel to the child.

A little thought appeared in her mind. Just in love, she felt selfish. How could she easily give her husband to other women's children as her father? If she did, what would her children think?

He was very tangled in his heart. This matter was really difficult. At this time, Jiang Yuanzhou hesitated. Of course, he didn't want to go up at this time. Otherwise, not only Xiangyang and Dousha would be disappointed. It is estimated that all the people in the kindergarten would talk about their relationship one after another, which would be the second harm to the children.

But if you don't go up, Baozi is crying for his father at this time. His voice is tearing his heart and lungs. He won't stop for a while.

Seeing his brother crying, Dousha knew the reason for his brother's crying. He couldn't help turning around and gently grasping Jiang Yuanzhou's wrist.

"Dad, please comfort my brother. I think my brother needs you more than I do at this moment."

Dousha's words surprised the two people. They couldn't help looking at each other. At this time, Xiangyang's eyes flashed and hurt.

"You see, my brother must envy me for having a father, so he keeps crying. If you coax him, if you coax him, my brother won't cry anymore."

Dousha said this sentence gently, which made him feel more and more uncomfortable, but he knew in his heart that he should have done so now.

Jiang Yuanzhou's whole body was tight. After listening to this sentence, he smiled bitterly. He wanted to rub the head of Dousha and tell him that he would not pass. Who knew that Dousha had taken his hand and walked half a step forward.

"Dad certainly doesn't want his brother to cry, so let's go now."

Xiangyang stood behind and looked at the two people walking slowly to the other side. His heart sank again and again. She always felt that Dousha was more sensible than other children. Now, looking at his slightly precocious behavior, she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

She has always been careful. She doesn't want to expose the relationship between Leyu and Jiang Yuanzhou, or let him know the relationship with steamed stuffed bun. Unexpectedly, Dousha's little heart has seen everything thoroughly, and now she will say this.

But Dousha is just a child. Adults may not be able to tolerate complex relationships, let alone him.

The heart is slightly bitter and astringent, and there is a feeling of tears. But Xiangyang knows that Dousha has its own way to go.

At this time, the bean paste has gradually come to the side of the steamed stuffed bun and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of the steamed stuffed bun's eyes! At this time, Le Yu had refused. He only stepped back when he saw Jiang Yuanzhou.

"Steamed stuffed bun doesn't cry. Will you let your father play games with you this time?"

Hearing this sentence, steamed stuffed bun stopped crying and nodded carefully. But when he looked at the bean paste, his face was at a loss.

"I'm my brother. Of course, my brother has to let my brother, and I don't want my brother to cry."

While talking, he took Jiang Yuanzhou's hand and let him squat down.

At this time, Jiang Yuanzhou was a little embarrassed. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiangyang with his head down. He didn't know what to say next.

"Dad, is this true? The steamed stuffed bun is not dreaming, is it? " Steamed stuffed bun wiped away his tears and slowly raised his head.

Jiang Yuanzhou was a little embarrassed, especially when he heard the comments of people around him. He tried not to care. He wanted to cover Dousha's ears and didn't want him to hear these words.

But Dousha still didn't care. He looked up at Jiang Yuanzhou with full expectation and wanted him to promise.

He nodded slowly, "of course it's true."

Of course, Jiang Yuanzhou didn't want to spoil the child's interest, but she was a little guilty. When she looked back at Xiangyang, she didn't have much expression on her face.

At this time, Le Yu had some unspeakable feelings in his heart, but when he saw that Jiang Yuanzhou was willing to play games with steamed stuffed buns, he didn't say anything, and his face piled up a smile.

Just when she was looking at the DC around her, she pretended to easily push him aside: "next, as you wish, you can play games with your favorite Xiangyang."

Although DC's face was a little embarrassed, he still didn't say anything more. After all, it was just a game, and he wouldn't think too much.

Seeing that things had subsided, the teacher announced that the next activity would continue! At this time, Xiangyang saw DC and slowly nodded his head as a greeting. Dousha also quickly rushed to him.

"Uncle DC, it's up to you next."

With a smile in his eyes, DC bent over and rubbed the clever bean paste, which was painful.

"Sometimes you don't have to be very sensible."

Dousha pretended not to hear, still stared at him with innocent eyes and shook his head.

"Uncle DC, let's start quickly, otherwise the teacher will hurry."

Dousha pretends not to care at all. In fact, he does mind. After all, he wants his father to play with him. The parent-child activities held in the kindergarten, otherwise the game will lose its meaning.

After drinking water, Dousha joined the last round of rope skipping, and gradually released.

Xiangyang looked back and saw that Jiang Yuanzhou was holding the steamed stuffed bun's hand and walked to another rope skipping place with Le Yu. His face was covered with clouds, but he had nothing to say at this time. He was still very considerate.

At this time, when she heard DC call her name, she reacted and joined the rope skipping activity.

Three people lined up in a row. When jumping rope, the distress in their hearts gradually disappeared, but they became more and more integrated into the atmosphere.

Xiangyang has been hiding in the distance playing games. He doesn't want Jiang Yuanzhou to see that this is the expression on his face, let alone the way they do activities together. I'm afraid it's a panic in his heart.

But Yu Guang couldn't help looking into the distance. At this time, Jiang Yuanzhou was looking up at him. On his originally cold face, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly and the corners of his mouth collapsed downward. It was obvious that he was a little jealous.

She felt a little inexplicable in her heart, but what's wrong with all this? She just wanted to play games. Why is he still jealous?