To her, slowly a few seconds later, the door opened and two long legs stepped out of the car.

In the morning, the air was filled with the smell of grass.

With a bang, Tang Qingge saw the man coming out of the house, and the thing in his hand fell off.

The man looked down at her stunned look from the sky, and his thin lips pursed, "what should you call me?"

"Dad."

“……”

The man was shocked by the sound of "father". He thought of the content in Bo Qin's mobile phone last night, and his face was much gloomy.

But in the end, he seemed reluctant to give up. He just kept his face calm, patted her on the back of the head and taught her a lesson, "you shouldn't shout. Don't shout."

"Oh, oh, oh."

Tang Qingge playfully touched the back of his head. Cover his mouth and say "Oh" in a muffled voice to prevent him from seeing the crazy corners of his mouth, with stars shining in his eyes.

He really came?

Ha ha, he's here!!

God knows the news that the big boss can't be their father last night. The little milk candy was so sad last night that she didn't even eat her favorite strawberry cake. Moreover, she was a little sad in her heart.

But now seeing the big boss at the door, Tang Qingge was so excited that he almost laughed.

"What should I shout?"

The man looked at the woman who was about to be happy. She couldn't hide her expression. Even her eyes were shining with joy. He looked at it with slightly deep eyes, "what do you say?"

Today, he is attending the cultural festival as a "father" of small milk candy, so what should she call him? Don't you know?

Tang Qingge looked blankly for a moment and suddenly shouted, "ah! The little milk candy must be very happy to know!"

"Boss, wait for me for a while. I'll go up and call the little milk candy down first. If the little milk candy knows that boss you will be our father, she will jump out of bed happily!"

There was no time to worry about shouting. As soon as Tang Qingge patted his head, he turned excitedly and went upstairs to look for small milk candy.

Left the big boss downstairs.

“……”

Upstairs, Tang Qingge told xiaonaitang that uncle ice was coming. Xiaonaitang drilled his head out of the quilt. His eyes were round and some couldn't believe it.

The little candy whispered, "Uncle ice is coming to be our father?"

Bo Ye also drills out his small head. The two small heads are the same. Looking at the people's hearts, they are about to sprout.

"Yes, put on your clothes for the cultural festival. Today, our family of four will go to the cultural festival in good order! I'll fry eggs for you and get dressed quickly!"

"Yeah!"

Xiaonaitang jumped out of bed cheering, then ran to Bo Ye's little bed and whispered excitedly in his ear, "brother, we're going to attend the Cultural Festival today! Don't forget our plan."

"Yes."

Bo Ye sits up and touches the little candy's head. His eyes are cold and shining.

however.

Thinking of Tang Qingge's "four members of a family", he, his sister and his parents are all here, but Tang Cheng is not here today.

"Ah Cheng, what are you doing? Why don't you change your clothes and clean up?" Tang Qingge turned around in his busy schedule and saw Bo Ye tampering with his small mobile phone. He didn't know what he was doing.

Hearing Tang Qingge's voice, Bo Ye's body stiffened, then slowly shook his head, "nothing."

He has learned to skillfully lie to Tang Qingge.

The face is not red and the heart is not beating.

Tang Qingge didn't think much. He hummed a song and was in a very good mood.

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