Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

Han Qifeng didn't expect that she would refuse herself. She refused with this kind of reason. After all, he was mature and steady. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded. The gentleman said, "it's my negligence. Your mother and son haven't seen each other for two days. I'm sure I want to have a chat alone. It doesn't matter. Let's make another appointment next time. "

Chijingchen beautiful small Danfeng eye picked for a while, did not interrupt. Last time Chi En had an in-depth discussion with him about Han Qifeng. He now knows that Han Qifeng can't be his cheap stepfather. Since he can't be his cheap father, he certainly won't help outsiders.

Chi En didn't want to make people down. He nodded, "well."

Han Qifeng gently looked at her, took Han Xiaoruo's hand, "Ruo, we're home."

Han Xiaoruo's big black eyes keep looking at her steamed stuffed bun. When her father says that she wants to go home, she reacts and raises her head to ask, "isn't brother Jingchen with us?"

"Brother Jingchen wants to go home with his mother and come with us another day." Facing Han Xiaoruo, Han Qifeng is a little softer than usual.

Han Xiaoruo purses her mouth and wrinkles her apple face pitifully. When she hears that Chi Jingchen is not going home with her, her big eyes are filled with fog, and she is about to cry

Chi Jingchen suddenly said fiercely, "Han Xiaoruo, don't cry!"

"Wu..." the little girl who was scared by him instantly shriveled her mouth and suppressed her crying. He put his eyes back, and his nose was very red. Just so pitiful, she also small voice apology, "I... I don't cry."

Chi En couldn't see it any more. She glared at xiaobaozi, squatted down, put her hands on her shoulders, and said softly, "if you don't cry, Auntie will help you teach brother Jingchen later..."

"No." Han Xiaoruo opened his eyes, immediately grabbed Chi En's clothes and stammered, "aunt, don't teach brother Jingchen, if it's wrong, if it's wrong, you shouldn't cry. I don't cry, I really don't cry... "

Said, she also heavily inhaled twice nose, proved that he really did not cry.

Chi Jingchen looked at her not a lady's action, pursed her lips tightly, did not speak, from the bag to find a small dragonfly made of grass, rude into her palm, scolded, "take it, next time do not move to cry."

Han Xiaoruo's eyes light up for fear that he will regret it. He protects the grass dragonfly in his arms like a gun. His eyes are not red. Although the tip of his nose is still red, his mouth is already open, and he is still crying. He is happy to be sure, "brother Jingchen wants to give this to me?"

"Cry and laugh, the dog pees." The mouth dislikes, or looked at the little girl who cried and laughed and said, "if I don't give it to you, will you give it back to me?"

"No Han Xiaoruo is honest.

The little guy put his hands in his pocket, cool and full of energy, and glanced at her impatiently, "that's not knot."

Han Xiaoruo's nerve lines are thick, and he doesn't seem to recognize his irony. He smiles like a sunflower, and his eyebrows bend. He says in a loud voice, "thank you, brother Jingchen! I will cherish it

It's just a dragonfly. Who wants her to cherish it. Han Xiaoruo is such a fool!

Chi En en angry and funny angry at the little guy around one eye, reached out and touched Han Xiaoruo's head, smile comfort, "if you want to come to kindergarten tomorrow?"