Chapter 620

"But he didn't come." With these words, the child threw himself in her arms and cried.

Song Qingcheng only felt that his heart was about to be torn open, and he was too painful to breathe.

She has never hated Ji Zhengting like this moment.

She can forgive everything, but she can't forgive him for hurting the child.

Like herself, she never promises anything that she can't be sure of. Because I don't want to let the child down, I don't want to make the child sad, and I don't want to leave any flaws in the child's heart.

Children do not know how long to cry, crying, tired, sleep.

Gently wipe the child's face wet tears, the tears, or hot. She wanted to carry the child into the room to sleep, but with a little movement, the child woke up and murmured, "Dad..."

Song Qingcheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears swirled in them. Bite the lip, don't let the tears slide down.

Just then, the sofa phone vibrated. Just now, she was worried that another call would make the child think it was him, so she turned off the phone.

However, so late, who will send a message?

Isn't it Xin Yue?

She took the phone and turned on the message. It's not Xin Yue, it's him

The content is very simple: down!

He coming?

I don't know why, the haze on my chest seems to disappear in an instant. Looking at the baby in my arms, I felt relieved.

"Baby, baby?" Song Qingcheng called the child softly.

Xiaobaozi opened his eyes vaguely, half asleep and half awake.

"It's time to wake up. Daddy's here to pick you up."

Xiaobaozi just sleepy suddenly disappeared from the fundus. However, he didn't believe it and asked, "really?"

"Mommy won't lie to you. Now you wake up and doze off. Mommy will come out and take you down after she goes in and changes her clothes. Your daddy's waiting for us downstairs. "

"Mommy really didn't lie to me?" Maybe it's tonight's event that makes the child have a shadow in his heart, but baozi still refuses to believe her.

Song Qingcheng had to show him the information on the phone, "you see, this is the information your father just sent, let's hurry down."

Although children do not understand, but it is more trustworthy.

Xiaobaozi believed it, but he was not happy, and then he went into the sofa without gnawing.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingcheng knew that the child was still angry.

"Don't go. I'm going to bed now." Xiaobaozi came down from the sofa and ran to the room, slamming the door shut.

Song Qingcheng sat on the sofa, looking at the closed door, can imagine the child at the moment. A silent sigh.

She grabbed the phone on the desk and wanted to call directly, but after thinking about it, she made up a message and sent it.

……

Downstairs.

Ji Zhengting leaned against the car body, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, but he never took a sip. At this time, the hand of the phone rang, he turned on the mobile phone, click open information.

Content: you go back, the child is asleep.

He put away the phone and looked up. At a glance, he saw the window with the light on, including the light in the room.

He lost his cigarette and stepped in.

……

Song Qingcheng is tidying up the mess of baozi playing on the table and sofa. When you're ready, take the baby to bed.

The child is now in such a mood that she is afraid that she will not be able to eat, and she has no appetite. I hope that after a sleep, the child will be in a better mood.

While cleaning up, the door was knocked.

She subconsciously looked at the door, and then looked at the door. You don't have to think about it. You know who it is.

Father and son are the same. They are stubborn.

She put down her things and went to open the door. The door was opened and Ji Zhengting was standing at the door. Four eyes on, Ji Zhengting's eyes quickly moved away, looking into the room, but did not see the child.

"The child is in the room." Song Qingcheng knew that he was looking for a child, so she told her. By the way, step back and let him in.

I'm afraid only he can coax the child.

Ji Zhengting came in, changed his shoes, and went to his room. When the door was pushed open, xiaobaozi shrank into the quilt and covered his head in the quilt.

He sat down on the bed and patted the child gently. Xiaobaozi is not happy to drag.

"Sorry, dad is late." Ji Zhengting apologized to the child in a soft voice.

Xiaobaozi was shocked when he heard that it was daddy's voice. I thought it was Mommy song Xiaobaozi poked his head out of the quilt and looked at babi sitting by the bed. He clearly wanted to be angry. However, when he saw babi, he was depressed all night and suddenly got better.

Chuchulian's big eyes looked at him, blinked and didn't speak, just looked at him.Ji Zhengting looked at the child's eyes and a little red, must have cried. The first time I promised my child something, but I didn't go to the appointment on time. He was very sorry to make the child sad, and he was also very sad.

Once something is missed, it's hard to make up for it. He just wanted to make up as much as he could. When he took baozi out of the quilt, he found that he was wearing a very handsome sweater and trousers. It didn't look like he was going to sleep at all.

So the child has been waiting for him.

"Don't be angry. Dad apologizes." Ji Zhengting is very formal, very serious apology.

"I thought dad didn't want me." The steamed stuffed bun looks very pitiful.

Ji Zhengting chest a tight, touching the child's small face, to promise him, "no, dad will never want you."

"What about Mommy?" Before xiaobaozi could be happy, he thought of Mommy song.

Coincidentally, song Qingcheng was just standing at the door when little baozi asked.

Sorry!

This steamed stuffed bun is embarrassing for her.

Ji Zhengting raised his eyes to look at her, her eyes have been taken back, he said to the child: "up, we go to eat delicious."

"Daddy didn't answer me!" Xiaobaozi is not happy.

"Next time daddy whispers to you." Ji Zhengting coaxed him.

Xiaobaozi looked at him with a little doubt. After all, he was flustered once tonight. He really didn't dare to believe song Dabi.

Ji Zhengting saw the child's doubts and promised, "only this time!"

Finally, xiaobaozi chose to trust song's father again.

"Where's the coat?" Ji Zhengting asked the child.

"Outside."

Ji Zhengting left the room with his child in his arms. When he passed by song Qingcheng, he threw her three words, "change clothes."

Song Qingcheng takes a look at them and estimates that even if he can't say it, the steamed stuffed bun won't agree. Xiaobaozi is in a bad mood today. She doesn't want to make him unhappy any more.

Song Qingcheng didn't change her clothes when she went back to her room. It was so late that she didn't want to delay too long, so she took a coat from the closet and put it outside.