Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Well, why did the little guy suddenly cry?

Bo Hanchi and Song Li looked at each other, looked at each other, and then asked, "did you scold him?" then they shook their heads.

Seeing the little glutinous rice crying pitifully, Bo Hanchi hurried over for fear of wronging the little guy. After all, there are two small ones in his mommy's stomach, so he naturally received less attention.

Contrary to Bo Hanchi's worry, Ali didn't move at all. He sat motionless on the rattan chair and looked leisurely at the little glutinous rice on the bed.

She half narrowed her eyes, smiled, tilted her mouth slightly, and said, "son, cry louder, or Mommy can't hear."

The little glutinous rice hiding in the quilt was stunned. His long eyelashes wet with tears trembled slightly. He looked at mommy not far away. The next moment, he cried harder.

Bo Hanchi took a swipe at the corner of his mouth, glanced suspiciously at Ali, and looked at the little glutinous rice who was crying hard. He smiled awkwardly.

"Son, Dad, let's discuss it with you. Let's stop crying! You're tired of crying. After crying, you'll still..."

Before Bo Hanchi finished speaking, little glutinous rice increased his voice, and tears rolled down from his eyes.

Ali motioned Bo Hanchi not to pay attention to the little glutinous rice with his eyes. Just wait for the smelly boy to cry enough.

Bo Hanchi hesitated.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, little glutinous rice sucked his nose and looked pitifully at Bo Hanchi, "Daddy, don't you love me? Why don't you comfort me when I cry?"

“……”

Can he say he dare not go against his wife's wishes?

The answer is no, of course not.

Bo Hanchi smiled, sat down next to the little glutinous rice and said solemnly, "son, daddy is very responsible to tell you that crying is an emotional vent and your right, so cry! It's okay. Your mommy and I will be with you."

Little glutinous rice pursed his lips, gave mommy a resentful look, and then drooped his head listlessly.

Seeing that xiaonuomi's mood had stabilized, Ali asked slowly, "son, enough crying?"

The little glutinous rice was stunned and nodded like a chicken pecking rice. "Mommy, I've cried enough."

"Just cry enough. Can you tell mommy why you cried so sad just now?"

Ali always has his own way of dealing with small glutinous rice.

Little glutinous rice sucked his nose and looked at his father for help. Bo Hanchi was shocked and looked away without trace. When Ali taught little glutinous rice at home, he must not interrupt.

Seeing that dad was cruel and ignored him, little glutinous rice felt more and more wronged and almost cried again, "Mommy, I haven't slept with you for a long time. When there was no dad, you would let me sleep with you every time you came back, but since Dad had been..."

Little glutinous rice looked angrily at Ali as he said, "Mommy, I miss my old life."

Hearing xiaonuomi's complaint, Ali suddenly realized something. Has she ignored xiaonuomi too much recently? Since she was pregnant with two little guys, she seemed... Not as close to little glutinous rice as before. How long has it been since she held little glutinous rice? How long have you been chatting with little glutinous rice? She really ignored the little guy.

Thinking of this, Ali's heart felt bad for a moment.

She hurried to xiaonuomi and gently hugged him in her arms. Her voice was full of guilt: "xiaonuomi, I'm sorry! Mommy ignored you these days. Then you'll sleep with daddy and Mommy tonight."

The thin cold pool on one side suddenly choked a few times. It was clear that the little guy was disgusting with him.

Originally he wanted to refuse, but he hesitated at the thought of Ali's short nature, and finally decided not to say anything, so as not to be driven out of the bedroom for a while.

When the goal was achieved, little glutinous rice smiled proudly.

He lay in the quilt, his big sleepy eyes looked at Mommy very seriously and said, "Mommy, when do you go to bed? I'm a little sleepy. I have to go to school tomorrow."

Ali smiled and reached out to tuck in the quilt for the little glutinous rice. "Go to sleep! Mommy is watching you."

"Mommy, after I fall asleep, won't you let daddy take me back to my own room?"

This is what little nuomi is most worried about, because her deskmate Xinxin told him that every time she goes to bed, she is in daddy's and Mommy's room, but every morning she wakes up, she is in my own room

In other words, it must be Xinxin's daddy or mommy who took her back to her room while she was asleep.

Ali gently rubbed his little head and said, "of course not. Mommy promised you."

Looking at Ali's calm face, Bo Hanchi couldn't help feeling guilty. He was still thinking that when little glutinous rice fell asleep, he would take him back to his own room.

With mommy's assurance, little glutinous rice was dazzled with laughter. "Mommy, it's very kind of you! I love you!"

"Mommy loves you too. Sleep! Son, Mommy will take you to kindergarten tomorrow morning."

"Well, I'll go to bed. Good night, Mommy, daddy."

……

Xiao nuomi soon fell asleep. Ali turned his head and looked at the thin cold pool. He saw that he was absent-minded. He couldn't help reaching out and touched his earlobe. He deliberately joked, "what's the matter? Husband, you're not happy that Xiao nuomi slept with us?"

"Of course not!"

Bo Hanchi denied it without hesitation. Even if he thought it was, he couldn't say it.

Ali raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "really?"

The sight collided with that pair of thorough deep eyes. Bo Hanchi immediately choked, moved his eyes without trace, and said in righteous words: "of course, it's true. Xiaonuomi is not your son alone. He's also my son."

Although he always advocated that boys should be strong and independent, he had to change appropriately at special times, such as just now.

"Well, I believe you."

Ali half narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Bo Hanchi came forward and hugged her, touched her forehead intimately and said, "wife, I'm sorry, I've ignored our son these days."

"You know, just remember to make it up from tomorrow."

"Yes!"

……

The next afternoon, in order to support Zhuang Xiaoyu, Ali went to the kindergarten in advance to pick up little glutinous rice, and then immediately drove to Bo's old house. Bo Chengdong told her that her parents decided to move back to the old house to live with the old lady. Moreover, the old lady also wanted to have a look at Zhuang Xiaoyu.