Chapter 12： Workaholic actor's son 12

Xie Hui saw his son blushing and waving his fleshy little hands trying to push him away, his heart softened inexplicably, and he reached out and rubbed his head.

"But you are still too young, how do you wash your back?"

Xie Ze tentatively tried it with his own hand, and found that he couldn't reach the back. He sighed, puffed out his cheeks, and muttered in a low voice:

"Then dad help me."

"okay."

The main reason is that the nanny and aunt at home helped him wash it before. It was the first time for little Xie Ze to ask his father to help him, and he was a little shy, wishing to bury his face in his arms.

After taking a bath, he changed into a fluffy chick pajamas, and the heat on his face didn't fade away when he got under the covers.

"Baby read a book for a while, okay? Dad will come back after taking a bath."

While talking to him, Xie Hui took out the storybook that Xie Ze hadn't read at home from the suitcase, and handed it to him.

Xie Ze didn't know how to read yet, so he could roughly guess the content of the book just by looking at the illustrations above.

Previously, when the original owner came home from work and didn't want to be disturbed, he gave Xie Ze a book, and this little brat could read it for a long time.

Although Xie Ze was reading a book, after his father entered the bathroom, he had to poke his head to take a look from time to time. After Dad came out, he moved to the side, for fear that his little one could squeeze Dad.

Xie Hui lifted the quilt and lay beside him, helped him put away the book, smelling the delicious milky scent that Xie Ze had on him, his thin lips curled up slightly.

When they went to the supermarket before, they chose the shower gel together. Xie Ze insisted on the milk flavor and said it was very fragrant. Now it seems that it smells really good.

Little Xie Ze didn't realize that he was delicious now, but habitually burrowed into his father's arms. When he raised his head and stared at his father, his smiling eyes narrowed.

"What laughing?"

"I like Dad so much."

After finishing speaking, Xie Hui rubbed his head against his father.

She acted like a baby first, and then said her purpose without any trace.

"Dad, when you get home, teach me to take a bath by myself. I don't want to trouble Dad for help."

When Xie Ze thought about what Brother Xing Xing told him before, he never let his father hug him, and when he thought about how he wanted his father to help him take a bath now, he somehow felt disgusted with himself for being too worrying.

"Baby, why is this? Can you tell Dad a reason?"

During the recent period, the relationship between Xie Hui and this little boy has established a good foundation of trust between the two of them. So now after Xie Hui asked this sentence, Xie Ze just thought about it for a while and answered truthfully.

"Because... I'm afraid my father will be too tired."

Xie Hui's heart almost melted when this little brat uttered these words in a childlike voice. He had never been so happy when he defeated the ultimate boss before.

He lowered his head and kissed him on the face, seeing Xie Ze shyly hiding under the quilt, he gave a low laugh and said:

"The baby is so cute, why is daddy tired? When the baby grows up and doesn't need daddy's help, he will need the baby to help daddy."

Hearing his father's words, Xie Ze quickly poked his head out of the bed, and his eyes became bright in an instant.

"Really?"

Originally, he thought that he was like a big rooster raised by the landlady's grandmother, and could only be raised by his father. I even thought that the big rooster could be eaten after raising the New Year, but I couldn't even compare to the big rooster.

Listening to the meaning of Dad's words now, it seems...it will be useful when I grow up?

Xie Hui nodded in affirmation.

"Yes, when the baby grows up to be as big as daddy, daddy will retire. He needs to rely on the baby to make money to support daddy."

Xie Ze silently clenched his fists, looked into his father's smiling eyes, and assured him:

"I will work hard to support my father in the future!"

"Well, but now the baby should be sleeping. At such an age, a baby needs to sleep well to grow faster."

"Then I'll sleep now and work hard!"

Xie Hui didn't feel any guilt at all about fooling his son. He closed his eyes obediently and prepared to rest.

Xie Hui felt quite tired from the flight. He had been traveling all day, and there was a milk-scented pup under the warm blanket. It was perfect for sleeping in his arms.

Although the weather has not yet reached the hottest time, the night will also make people feel quite stuffy. Fortunately, the temporary place the program team found for them was air-conditioned, so they didn't feel too hot while holding a baby.

The next afternoon, Ke Ting and his group finally arrived. When several people went to the village to greet him as requested by the program group, they saw Ke Ting wearing a long beige coat, which made his figure very slender, holding a little girl in a princess dress by the hand.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Ke Ting, and this is my daughter Ke Zhen, who is four and a half years old."

The atmosphere was not as harmonious as when Xie Hui met Chen Heng yesterday, and everyone present felt somewhat embarrassed.

Ke Ting's outfit today looks like a sunny boy, and it was this persona when he became popular.

It's just that on such a hot day, if Chen Heng hadn't been recording a show, he would have only worn a vest. He was wearing a long coat, which didn't make people feel elegant, on the contrary, he was a bit out of place.

I don't know if it's their illusion, but I always feel that Ke Ting is aloof.

Chen Yue thought she was her older sister, and she didn't start being xenophobic just because she first met Xie Ze yesterday. She ran to Ke Zhen's side and extended her hand to her. Before she could introduce herself, Ke Zhen hid behind her father. He hugged the doll in his hand tightly.

"What are you doing! Don't touch me without washing your hands!"

The little girl's fierce attitude made Chen Yue's hands freeze in the air, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason, and then she turned her head and returned to her father's side.

They are all pampered little princesses. Chen Yue is just cheerful and outgoing, which doesn't mean she has no temper. She can't do it if she is so clearly repelled.

Seeing this scene, Ke Ting inexplicably felt that the child had a bad temper and was difficult to get along with. He thought about what he wanted to say but still didn't say it.

The shooting time of the program group was arranged in advance, and the guests were given a rest time. Ke Ting came late, and after getting off the plane, the director said that the official shooting would start today.

Although their program group shoots daily routines, it doesn't mean they are not in a hurry. If a coffee position like Xiehui has been delayed for a long time, the remuneration that needs to be paid will be higher.

During the assembly, Ke Ting noticed another family, it was Xie Hui!

Before the show group, only Chen Heng was publicized. Although the veteran film star is not very popular, if he makes good friends, he can be regarded as a personal network. Ke Ting had already thought well before coming here.

Unexpectedly, the other guest was actually Xie Hui whose masterpiece is still on the trending list. Because he was too shocked, Ke Ting didn't even manage his expressions well.

Xie Hui only concentrated on holding an umbrella and rubbing his son's head by the way.

The child's hair is still a little soft, the frequency of rua is too many, Xie Hui is even a little addicted, and this good-tempered cub of his family will not get angry with him if he pats him around.

In the past, Xie Hui also felt that there was nothing wrong with a man getting tanned, and he was more masculine.

But in this weather, his cub wears short sleeves. After becoming a father, he began to pay more attention to sunburn, and he has long been used to carrying an extra parasol in his bag when going out.

The same is true for Chen Heng on the other side. When he was filming dramas, he was basically the kind of tough guy who smashed bricks with his palm. Now he has to obediently hold an umbrella in front of his own baby.

In one hand, he held a handful of the blue ones that the young master wanted, and in the other hand, the pink ones that the eldest lady liked. Occasionally, he had to ask the young master if he was thirsty.

In contrast, Ke Ting didn't prepare enough. He looked down at his daughter's tanned skin. Since the recording had already started, he couldn't ask his assistant to prepare.

Seeing that Chen Heng had prepared two, he walked over and wanted to borrow one and use it first.

"Chen Heng, can I trouble you to lend me an umbrella?"

Hearing this suddenly, Chen Heng was actually not very happy.

In other words, he might have agreed in the past for the sake of face, but now he admits that he is a lot selfish, why should he have to let his own cubs dry the things he prepared.

It's okay to help others, but the premise is that you don't wrong your own cubs to help.

Chen Xing glanced at his sister the first second Ke Ting came to ask. Chen Yue is not willing to give up the little flower umbrella, and there are pictures drawn by her mother on her umbrella.

In the end, Chen Heng still lent Chen Xing's umbrella to Ke Ting. One of the reasons was that the recording of the program was not easy and it was too ugly. The most important thing was that Chen Xing pushed his arm holding the umbrella over.

The umbrella was lent to Ke Ting. Who would have thought that Ke Zhen would not be happy at first, pointing to Chen Yue's umbrella and crying loudly:

"Daddy I want pink! Daddy I want pink!"

Xie Hui watched the farce over there, and inadvertently looked down and saw the complicated expression on his son's face. He was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Xie Ze put his arms around his father's neck, leaned close to his father's ear, and asked in a low voice:

"Dad, can I not play with that kid?"

When he heard this sentence, Xie Hui instinctively felt that it was not because Ke Zhen and his family came a day late, but he still wanted to ask why.

"Can the baby tell Dad the reason quietly? Dad promises not to tell others."

Xie Ze nodded hesitantly.

"Because... when a child cried in that place before, no matter the reason, others would think it was my fault. I don't want to play with crying children."

Xie Hui was slightly taken aback, then recovered and hugged his son.

"Whom the baby wants to be friends with is the baby's freedom, and the father will not interfere. But crying, maybe it's just that some people are born with more developed lacrimal glands?"

Xie Ze's little brows were wrinkled, and his head was shaking like a rattle.

"No, this kid obviously cried because she wanted Sister Yueyue's umbrella. She is not the tears that father said. The tears are bigger, bigger."

Xie Hui had no way to refute this point, and was even a little surprised at his son's sensitivity, kissed his soft cheek, and hummed softly.

Over there, Ke Ting saw that his daughter was crying helplessly, so she wanted to discuss with Chen Heng about changing her.

When Chen Heng heard his request, his face immediately turned cold. If one is for love, if another is for an inch, it will be an inch.

Not to mention that Chen Heng had a bad temper in the first place, let alone such an unreasonable thing, he reached out and took back the original umbrella directly.

"Use it or not, do you really think I sell umbrellas?"