Chapter 930

But this is fengxiao's own business, and he is not qualified to ask: "since so, I will not send you."

Feng Xiao's eyes twitched slightly, and looked at Qiao Tianchang without words: "you can pretend it, right?"

Qiao Tianchang couldn't help laughing. Now he knows that this man is different from the inside.

When he didn't know each other, he thought fengxiao was a very indifferent person, but after a long time, he found that he was a very interesting person, and his indifferent appearance was only for others to see.

"Your expression is so fake that it's not worthy of sympathy. If you want to leave, let them send you out. I'll go to accompany Yaoyao." Finish saying that the head also does not turn around to leave, a little nostalgic meaning is not.

Feng Xiao looks at Qiao Tianchang's back and immediately feels speechless. Is it great to have a daughter-in-law? He still has a son, although he doesn't care much about himself now.

When Qiao Tianchang went back, he saw that Ning Mengyao was holding her son to tell him a story. Every time he saw this scene, Qiao Tianchang would feel warm in his heart.

Sitting on the edge listening to Ning Mengyao telling stories to his son in a gentle voice, and some lovely questions his son asked from time to time, Qiao Tianchang's smile never stopped.

"Dad." After listening to the story, Qiao moshang sees Qiao Tianchang on one side, and rushes down from Ning Mengyao's arms and pours on Qiao Tianchang.

With the help of his hand, he pinched his son's face: "the hair is impetuous."

"My mother tells a story."

"Well, do you like the stories your mother tells?" Qiao Tianchang looks at his son with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I do." Qiao moshang nodded: "I like listening to my mother's stories best."

Qiao Tianchang reached out his hand and rubbed his son's small head: "just like it. By the way, Xiaobai, how can he not stay with you?"

Xiaobai is the little fox who lives and dies in Miao area and wants to follow them back. He has been following Qiao moshang since he came back. Fortunately, the little fox is a little bigger than slapping, and the child will not feel too heavy in his arms.

"Xiaobai sleeps." Qiao Mo is sad and flat. His eyes are full of dislikes. He is obviously not satisfied with Xiaobai's sleeping.

Qiao Tianchang was stunned, then smiled: "is this no one to play with Shanger?"

"Well, I listen to my mother's stories." Jomo Shang nodded and said very cleverly.

Ning Mengyao sat watching his father and son talking. It was very interesting. In their family, Qiao Tianchang is definitely a kind father. But when it's time to be strict, he's not soft at all, but he likes Qiao Tianchang very much.

As soon as Joe Tianchang has time, the child is definitely crawling on him, just looking at him.

"So Dad took you out to play? Go to Aunt Lele's house to find her brother alive? "

Qiao Mo Shang's eyebrows wrinkled up, like a little old man: "no, my brother is always crying."

Qiao Tianchang looked at his son with tears and smiles: "my brother is still young." But when I think about it carefully, it seems that since my son was born, I seldom cry. When I count it carefully, it's only a few times.

"No, I don't like my brother."

Ningmengyao a listen, looking at the son: "that mother's belly brother like?"

"Yes, my brother and sister." Jomo Shang nodded quickly.

Ning Mengyao looks at her son in silence. How does she feel that she will become a younger sibling one day?

Looking at the posture, Ning Mengyao really felt that the two little ones in her stomach would be lawless.

"Let's go. Dad will take you to Houshan."

"Good." Joe mofeng was excited at once, which showed how much he liked to go to Houshan.

Ningmengyao looks at Qiao Tianchang with a sad face, and they go like this? Leave yourself here alone?

Receiving the sad sight of Ning Mengyao, Qiao Tianchang coughed softly: "Yao Yao?"

"I'll go, too."

"But..." Looking at Ning Mengyao's big stomach, Qiao Tianchang is really uneasy.

When Qiao Tianchang hesitates, Mei Ruolin comes to find Ning Mengyao with her baby, which dispels her desire to follow her.