Chapter 581

Finally, a tall figure came. Ji Zhengting bent over to hold the crying child. However, when song Qingcheng saw that he wanted to hold the child, he became more sensitive. He pulled the child behind him and hid, "don't you touch my child."

She looked like a man who was clearly defeated in the war, but she was still holding on to her last dignity.

Anyway, she just can't give him the baby.

"He's my child, too." Ji Zhengting just talked to her calmly.

"How can you say that he is your child? He is not Song Qingcheng roared at him with emotion.

In front of him, she can not want anything, but not children.

Ji Zhengting sees her helplessness and timidity in her eyes, but she is a little excited now. She is afraid that she can't listen to anything she says. He looked at the bun behind her.

Xiaobaozi is not crying so much. He is also secretly looking at him. He is so watery that he seems to have committed a terrible crime if he doesn't help him.

"Come here, please." He waved to him. Sure enough, xiaobaozi ran towards him with a smile on his wet face.

Ji Zhengting bent over to pick him up from the ground and hold him in his arms.

Seeing this, song Qingcheng was angry and disappointed. She said with a strained face, "please, mom, ask you again, will you follow me or not?"

Xiaobaozi subconsciously shrinks in jizhengting's arms and says in a low voice: "Mommy, you taught me to talk and do things since I was a child. I didn't and didn't make my own decision. I called mummy, but mummy didn't answer. I asked godmother, and she said I could stay. Besides, daddy is not a stranger; besides, I'm not only two years and eight months old, but two years and eight months and seventeen days old. "

“……” Song Qingcheng opened his lips, but he didn't refute it, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

She did see that there was a missed call, but she saw that it was a landline call, and she had missed more than half an hour, so she didn't care too much. I didn't expect that it was xiaobaozi.

This is her carelessness.

Xiaobaozi certainly didn't get through his own phone, and called Xinyue again. With Xinyue's permission, he naturally dares to stay at ease. And what he said is true. Of course, babe is not a stranger.

"Do you mean you've decided to stay?" Song Qingcheng is still not reconciled, once again determined to the children.

Small steamed stuffed bun sad looking at her, and looked at Dad than, fundus have not give up, there is a dilemma. Finally, xiaobaozi drooped his head and was silent.

Song Qingcheng see small steamed stuffed bun silent, sad red eyes, "well, since you made a choice, after Mommy will not care about you."

After that, she turned and left resolutely.

"Mommy song..." Xiaobaozi sobbed sadly.

"Don't cry. The man shed no tears Ji Zhengting helped him dry his tears.

"But Mommy is very sad..." Xiaobaozi sobbed pitifully, but he didn't dare to let his tears fall down. Seeing that he was about to fall, he was wronged again. Baba raised his little hand to wipe away his tears.

That way, it's painful and funny.

"It's OK. Mommy is just a little impulsive. Just wait for her to calm down." Looking at the child's sad and disappointed eyes, he was more heartbroken than anyone else.

However, the child's temperament is too stubborn, and now it seems that she still needs face. This matter can only be solved with time when she calms down. He believes that nothing will be a problem.

"No, I'm going to find Mommy." The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Mommy. He moved in his arms and wanted to come down.

Ji Zhengting did not let him down, but seriously asked him, "do you want a complete home?"

"Of course, not very often; and I've been thinking about it for two years, eight months and seventeen days." Xiaobaozi gave a clear and positive answer. This wish, he thought for a long time, longed for a long time.

“……” What do you mean very often? Shouldn't it be very, very much? And two years, eight months and seventeen days

At that time, shouldn't baozi be born? So, as soon as he was born, he began to think about it?

Ji Zhengting was amused by him, but the smile mark on his face soon disappeared. Heart up a sad, holding the child's hand, tight tight.

After walking to the sofa, Ji Zhengting sat down, put the bun on his lap, and talked to him, "if you want to, you have to listen to Dad, understand?"

Little baozi almost immediately nodded, but at last, he hesitated, "but I don't want to make Mommy sad. Mommy is very hard. If I don't want her, she will be sad and die. "

Ji Zhengting heart twisted into a ball, "rest assured, dad is not willing to let Mommy sad."

Xiaobaozi's eyes were round, and he didn't seem to understand, "so, like trouble, daddy loves Mommy very much, right?"

This is definitely a question.“…… Yes Ji Zhengting was a little uncomfortable, but he gave a firm answer.

However, as a result, xiaobaozi was not as happy as he thought. Instead, he frowned and said, "why did dad get robbed by other beautiful aunts?"

He looked sad and confused.

Ji Zhengting has no way to solve this problem with his children. He doesn't want to explain those meaningless things. He just gives him two words, "no!"

"Really?" Xiaobaozi's suspicious face is so cute.

Dad's black face, the taste of being questioned, can be really bad, in order to let his son trust, he raised his hand, "guarantee!"

"Oh, long live Dad!" Xiaobaozi jumped up happily.

Ji Zhengting looked at xiaobaozi happy that way, you can imagine how deep in his heart is eager for a complete home.

However, is the child OK now?

Still sad, right?

Are you still blaming him?

……

Song Qingcheng didn't know how he came out and how long he went. Back and forth in my mind are the sad and embarrassed eyes of xiaobaozi.

There are also their father and son's family clothes, the way they toss toys on the ground, and their like faces

Most of all, this is father son connection!

No matter how long or how far apart they are, what they are separated is blood and family.

What she didn't expect was that the child would choose not to accept her for the sake of a father who had never been masked.

She knows that her behavior just now is a little extreme. She can't let her child go with her, on the contrary, she will frighten her child. However, she has raised her child for more than three years. How can she willingly hand him over to others? How can she give up?