Chapter 379

Ye Fei took a puff from the corner of her mouth.

Tell you this story, can you sleep?

Ye Fei takes a deep breath. No one can escape from his father's pit.

"Go to bed! No more talk. It's 10 o'clock. " Ye Fei urges helplessly.

Let zhao gu deep coax small Mo sleep, he pour good, coax the spirit of small guy head more and more sufficient.

Little Mo is listening to the energy, especially not willing to pucker up: "Dad, will you tell me tomorrow?"

Zhao Gushen

He wants to be more close to Ye Fei.

Can see the little guy looking forward to the big eyes watery, Zhao Gushen refused to say.

He nodded and said, "well, we have an agreement that we will only talk to you for half an hour at a time. Otherwise Xiao Fei will be angry. "

Half an hour a day for this kid is still within his range.

Zhao Gushen deliberately shrank his time in half an hour, and praised his wit!

Little guy didn't think of Zhao Gushen's crafty twists and turns, and even thought it was quite reasonable.

He nodded and said, "good!"

Zhao Gushen said: "then you can go to sleep quickly."

With that, Zhao Gushen got up.

Just about to leave, I felt that my sleeve was pulled by a little force.

Zhao Gushen stopped and looked back at the little guy.

Bedroom only opened a lamp, with a touch of gentle light.

Because ye Fei opens the door, the light outside also shines in.

Therefore, Zhao Gushen clearly saw that the little guy's white face turned red.

The little guy turned red and pointed to his cheek: "good night Good night, kiss! Did you forget? "

Zhao Gushen's smile rippled open, some water in the eyes of the spread.

"Sorry." Zhao Gu Shen stooped, "I'm afraid you don't like it."

Small Mo twisted two times in the quilt: "if it's dad, I like it."

Don't look at the little guy. He always makes zhao gu feel deeply.

But I like dad in my heart.

Especially when I just heard Zhao Gushen tell a story.

The little guy thought to himself at that time, it's so good to have dad!

The small Mo slants a head, specially side cheek dew to Zhao Gu deep, convenient he kisses.

Although did not speak, but small Mo whole body up and down, as if every hair is urging: "hurry up!"

Zhao Gushen thought softly in his heart, how could this little guy become so cute at this time.

The little guy is so soft that Zhao Gushen wants to hold him tightly in his arms.

This is my son.

A kind of warmth and softness connected by blood overflowed from Zhao Gushen's heart.

Zhao Gu Shen bowed his head and gave a kiss on Xiaomo's cheek.

The little guy's skin is too soft to speak. Zhao Gushen feels like he touched the cream and smelled the smell of milk.

"Good night." Zhao Gushen said with a gentle smile.

The little guy blushed and couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Two small hands pulled the quilt, pulled to the chin, and covered his mouth with a smile: "good night, Dad."

Zhao Gushen thought, it's good to tell this little guy a story for half an hour every night.

At this time, small Mo and crooked head, see is standing at the door of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei is looking at Xiaomo and Zhao Gushen in a daze.

The way father and son get along with each other is interesting and warm.

Just looking at them together, ye Fei's eyes can't help being sour.

"Xiao Fei." The small Mo puts oneself another side cheek to light out again, express to leaf Fei to see of appearance, don't mention how lovely.