After talking to Lao Tzu for a long time, she got angry all over her body. She is a cute steamed stuffed bun and has many things to do.

She's been busy all day!

Ji Zhengting heard the child's voice and stood up. At a glance, he saw the small head in the crack of the door, and his eyebrows jumped. Heart like a feather gently across the same, gently soft, touch is very strong.

Although xiaobaozi is still small and has no facial features, people who know Ji Zhengting will undoubtedly say that they are father and son when they see xiaobaozi again.

facial features are as like as two peas, a copy, even when they are not speaking.

If it's true, like father, like son!

"Little darling, hold it for a while. Godmother will take you outside to find the bathroom." Since Ji Zhengting doesn't plan to chase Qingcheng back, there's no need for him to meet with his son. It's even more sad for him to meet baozi.

Xinyue opens the door and leads xiaobaozi to go.

"Stop!"

A majestic voice rang out, which made Xinyue's steps pause. I'm still a little scared at the bottom of my heart.

He doesn't see any clue, does he?

However, if you want him to see the steamed stuffed bun, it must be over.

Ji Zhengting has come over, Xinyue deliberately keep the steamed stuffed bun behind him, don't let him see, "Mr. Ji, I'm sorry, I do son to pee, what's the matter, we'll talk about it later."

After that, Xinyue is going to take xiaobaozi.

"There's a bathroom in there." Ji Zhengting's tone is cool.

Xin Yue's action made him more sure who the child was. A certain position of the chest has begun to beat restlessly. This feeling, even when he saw his child come back, was not so strong.

"Don't bother. Let's go out." Xin Yue refused.

"Godmother, I really can't hold it." Xiaobaozi looks very uncomfortable.

Without waiting for Xinyue to open his mouth, Ji Zhengting has already opened his mouth, "children, there is one here."

Xiaobaozi looks like he really can't hold it. He comes out from behind Xinyue, covers Xiaoji Jiji with his hand, and runs in the direction of Ji Zhengting.

But

It stopped in the middle of the road. If it couldn't hold, it was solved on the spot. Fortunately, there was a pot of green plants beside him. He ran to pee in the pot.

Xin Yue's eyes are straight.

Even Ji Zhengting is a bit messy in the wind.

Who can tell him what happened?

"Ah, how comfortable!" After the small steamed stuffed bun is solved, tidy up the trousers.

Xin Yue covers her face. Looking at Ji Da's president, who is still full of black lines, he thinks: This is your own son. It's useless to dislike him!

Ji Zhengting walked towards the steamed stuffed bun and quickly followed him. Won't he beat the steamed stuffed bun?

"What's your name?" However, just because she thought too much, Ji Zhengting went to the small steamed stuffed bun and asked him.

"Trouble." Small steamed stuffed buns head up obediently reply appearance, can't say how lovely.

“……” Ji Zhengting frowns. Do you think he is in trouble?

"My surname is song. It's trouble." Small steamed stuffed bun seems to see that he did not understand, and explain a little more clearly. Small man, standing in front of him tall and big, the gap is simply cute.

"Song Trouble '

Ji Zhengting chewed the three words in his mouth. It is worthy of his child's name, but he dares to give his son such a name.

Song (send) trouble!

Hum!

However, to see how fat she has raised her son, he must reward her well.

He was tall and even bent down. He lifted the bun on the ground and held it in his arms. He looked at the five features of the bun carefully. Small steamed stuffed bun also seems to think that the big face in front of him is a bit like himself, so he also looks at his face askew.

Father and son, into the big eyes stare small eyes mode.

Xin Yue was watching and wanted to laugh, but her heart was still alive.

"Who are you? How do I feel like you look a bit like me? " Small steamed stuffed bun meat almost holding his face in both hands, while saying, while still seriously looking at his face.

“……” The corner of the mouth of Ji Da's president took a puff, full of black lines, "you look like me."

Son of a bitch! I dare say his father looks like him. His skin itches.

"But why am I like you?" Xiaobaozi's innocent face is full of curiosity.

"Because..."

"Come down, please. It's time for us to go. Didn't you say you were going to the zoo? Godmother will take you now. "

Ji Zhengting just opened his mouth and was interrupted by Xin Yue. Ji Zhengting looks at Xin Yue, but Xin Yue is still angry. He is taut and doesn't even look at him. He just looks at the bun in his arms.

"But didn't godmother say that she brought me to my father?" Xiaobaozi looks disappointed. I'm sorry, but I can't find my mom again?“……” Xin Yue is speechless. Because it has been found.

"I am." Ji Zhengting spoke calmly.

“……” Xiaobaozi looks at Xinyue's eyes and looks round. Then he slowly moves towards the handsome uncle holding him. Finally, his eyes fall on the handsome uncle's face.

Small mouth open with a small egg like, like that, how lovely, how lovely.

But, Ji Zhengting sees in the eye, actually only sad and distressed.

"No wonder you look like me so much. You're my father." Xiaobaozi's happy hand rubbed his face. Someone's good-looking face becomes distorted in a moment under the hands of xiaobaozi.

Ji Zhengting frowned, and there was no way to take the bun.

He insisted that his father looked like him!

"Why don't you follow me, please?" Xin Yue stretched a small face and pretended to be angry.

"Godmother, it's only two years, eight months and seventeen days since I first met daddy. Don't worry, OK?" Small steamed stuffed bun mouth in complain, eyes is full of not give up.

Ji Zhengting looked at the steamed stuffed bun and felt a sharp pain in his heart. The child was so young that he remembered it so clearly.

So, children must be looking forward to seeing their own father every day, right?

Xinyue looked at xiaobaozi like that, but the more so, the more demanding she was. "It's not that the godmother is worried, but that your father has moved his feelings. You'd better not make trouble for others here."

"Daddy, do you really don't want me and Mommy song?"

Ji Zhengting frowned again.

What the hell is Mommy song?

"Mommy song gave birth to me and raised me. She also took care of my mommy." Xiaobaozi continued to explain to him. Who calls this dad a little Stupid!

Well, he is worthy of being his son. He is really different.

But where did he hear that he didn't want them? Ji Zhengting calmly asked: "who said I don't want you?"

"Godmother said it." Xiaobaozi shakes the godmother out without hesitation.