Chapter 2963

"The young master went to bed before he ate at night." Wang said worried.

Left Xiao light said, "put down, you go out."

Mrs. Wang put down the tray and went out. The room was very quiet.

The man sat down at the head of the bed and looked at his son who was sleeping with his brow tight.

He has gauze on his forehead. I heard he had a fight today.

"The children in the kindergarten have been talking behind their backs that the young master has no mother..."

"Today, a child scolded the young master as Wild seed is an orphan So when the young master got angry, he started fighting with people! "

"Sir, you have never cared about young master He's just a kid It's only four years old... "

Wang's words kept ringing in his ears. He was still so young, only four years old.

But he, actually regarded him as a small adult!

Does anyone dare to call his son a wild one?

Still!

Man's eyebrow color is more and more tight, chest some ups and downs.

For this son, he did not pay too much effort and care.

At the beginning, he came all of a sudden, he has been busy, and he has always been like an adult in front of himself, and sometimes even some exclusion.

But, anyway, this is his son.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked the little guy's head, soft, small.

Suddenly, Baozi woke up.

He opened his eyes and looked at the man sitting next to him, with a pair of bright big eyes with a light similar to surprise.

"Awake?" He whispered, and his voice softened.

Zuo Zexi nods, then don't look at him or sleep.

"Get up and eat something." Said Zuo Xiao.

The little guy shook his head and whispered, "no appetite."

He didn't look at his father and looked away with an expression of trying not to cry.

Looking at people heartache, eyes gradually wet up.

"My son told his father who hurt you?"

Left Xiao looked at the small guy aggrieved and strong strong look, suddenly heart soft down.

Zuo Zexi suddenly turned his head and said, "who said he hurt me? He was taught by me, OK?"

Zuo Xiao didn't speak. He said with a small mouth, "he can't afford to be beaten by me. I beat him hard."

The little guy said, with a sharp tone.

A pair of dark eyes, full of Xiao Han light.

When Zuo Xiao saw his son like this, his heart gradually became clear.

He touched his son's head. "Well done, this is my son."

Then the little guy dropped his head again and was silent.

A man rarely holds his son in his arms, bows his head and asks, "does it hurt?"

The little guy shook his head, then turned to look at him and murmured, "Dad, can you use my phone?"

When Zuo Xiao was stunned, he naturally understood why he wanted to do this.

He thought, "you've eaten your meal."

"Steamed bun immediately in front of a light," I had a meal, dad to borrow my phone? "

Zuo Xiao nodded.

Leaving the phone, he went back to the bedroom alone.

Soaking in the bathtub, he suddenly felt that he did not seem to know his son at all.

Father and son lived together for four years, but they were not close.

Even, most of the time, there is no communication.

Did he neglect him too much?

After taking a bath and changing clothes, it's already half past ten, and the steamed bun is already asleep.

He pulled the quilt for him, then picked up the mobile phone.

Back in the room, lying on the bed, the man turned on his cell phone.

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