Husband Indulges In Hidden Marriage

Chapter 2687 Mom sings so well!

Qiao An looked confused, tilted his head and asked, "Grandma, does uncle hate aunt?"

Mrs. Gu touched his little head and said, "Eat well, little kid, don't worry about this."

Yi nodded at Qiao An. Dad hated his aunt.

 Because my aunt is not good to my mother.

 Yi Ran lowered his head and muttered softly, "It's not good for mom...Yi Yi doesn't like it either."

 At night, Gu Jinglan was not in a good mood.

The same goes for someone who hasn't slept with his father for a long time. He was used to sleeping with Zhao Qiuxu, and he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Hands tightly grasped Gu Jinglan's nightgown, whispering, "Dad, can you sing to Yiran?"

"What song are you singing?" Gu Jinglan was lying on his side, simply supporting his head with one hand and looking at his sleepy little face.

An expression of excitement appeared on Ye Yi’s face, “Where is the spring?”

spring?

Where?

Gu Jinglan frowned fiercely, seriously doubting whether Yi Ran was teasing him, "What kind of bad song is this?"

 “It’s not a bad song.” Yi Ran retorted with a little pout.

 It’s not a bad song.

Mom can sing to him, and she sings beautifully.

“It’s not a bad song, so why haven’t I heard it?”

 Gu Jinglan pinched Yi Ran's little face and forcefully asked to change the song: "Can I change it to another one?"

"…no."

“Let’s change a song and daddy will sing it to you for ten minutes, okay?”

He also snorted, retracted his little hand, turned over and faced him with his back.

 “Hey, are you still angry with dad?”

　　Yi Yi also complained aggrievedly, "My mother can sing, why can't my father sing?"

 “That’s because your mother is great, understand?”

"snort."

The baby buried his face in the pillow in embarrassment.

Gu Jinglan reached out and poked his shoulder. No response?

 His index finger poked the back of his head, his little head shrank, and his body moved further away from him.

 Well, I’m really angry!

“How about I call your mother and ask her to sing to you?”

　　　…”

"OK?"

 Gu Jinglan gestured and picked up the phone, "Didn't you say that mom can sing very well? I don't believe it. Why don't you let your mom sing it again and let me see if you really sing well. Can that be okay?"

 “Mom sings so well!” Yi Ran turned around and said seriously.

 “Okay, let your mother sing it to me.”

His thin lips curved into a happy arc, and he was worried that he had no excuse to call her, but now he played into his trap.

Yi Ran grabbed his nightgown with her little hands and protested in a low voice, "I am singing to Yi Ran."

“Okay, okay, if I sing to you, I will sing to you. Dad won’t argue with you.”

He also pursed his lips and smiled shyly.

I dialed the phone, but it took a long time to pick up.

"Is something wrong?" Zhao Qiuxu's tone was bad, with a hint of anger in her voice as if she had been woken up after a deep sleep.

 Gu Jinglan coughed lightly, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I can't sleep either. He said he couldn't sleep without his mother singing to him. So, can you sing a song to him, Where is the Spring?"

 Zhao Qiuxu: “…”

 “My dear, are you listening?”

 “Can’t you sing?”

“I’m tone-deaf.” In order to get her to sing, Gu Jinglan did not hesitate to make a fool of himself.

Zhao Qiuxu sneered, "Why don't I remember that you are tone-deaf?"

Who are you lying to?

 Is it really the first day she met him?

“Eh? My dear, do you know me so well? You still say you don’t love me, you’re a duplicitous little villain..."

 “vomit…”

 (End of this chapter)