Seeing their father and son getting along so well, Xiao Qitian couldn't help but think of his own son. His cold face finally brought a smile.
He also hopes that he can have such a good relationship with his son in the future.
"To do this, you just need to spend some time with your children every day." Ning Mengyao saw that he had been looking at Qiao Tianchang's father and son, with a strong smile on his face, and immediately understood his meaning.
It seems that he is envious.
"I know." He may only have such a son in the future. He naturally wants his son to have a good relationship with him.
"Does my mother have a little brother?" When Jomo Shang heard the words of the two, he asked eagerly.
"Yes, a little brother." Said Ning Mengyao.
Jomo Shangs immediately disliked and left his mouth.
"I don't like babies anymore. I always cry."
Xiao Qitian choked for a while. Who's the same kid? The times of crying since birth can be counted with both hands, and whose child is as smart as this one? This kid is the only one, right?
"You little boy, Shanger, tell your uncle, how does your father usually play with you?" Xiao Qitian looks at Qiao moshang with interest. He wants to follow him.
"Play with me, ask me to practice martial arts, tell me stories, teach me how to ride horses, make me delicious food, and..." When Qiao moshang said it one by one, the expression on Xiao Qitian's face was cracked. Are these really things Tianchang did?
"You didn't lie to me, Shanger?"
"Don't believe it. My father is the best father, my mother is the best mother, and my brother is the best brother. No one can match him." Qiao moshang looks at Xiao Qitian with a show off face, which obviously means that even if you try hard, you can't do what my father did, so don't bother.
What is it like to see such a rich expression on a child's face? Xiao Qitian only knew that he seemed to slap the bear child, and he felt so depressed.
"Yes, your parents and brothers are the best."
"Of course, oh yes, and my brother and sister, who are the most lovely." Qiao moshang thought of the children in Ning Mengyao's stomach and said solemnly.
"Your brother and sister will cry when they are born."
"No, my brother and sister don't cry." Jomo mourns to hum a, his younger brother younger sister is average person can compare up?
Ningmengyao looks at her forehead day with tears and smiles. The younger brother and younger sister have not been born yet, so they protect them. If they were born, it would be OK?
"Little monkey, if you have two younger brothers or two younger sisters, I'll see what you can do." Ning Mengyao funny looking at Qiao Mo Shang.
Qiao Mo mourns Ao Jiao's hum.
"It's a brother and a sister." Jomo Shang said very obstinately.
Ningmengyao couldn't help but smile, this child is really.
Xiao Qitian looks at Qiao moshang's lovely appearance, and can't help but reach out and pinch his face. But just after pinching it, Qiao moshang stares at him.
"You are not allowed to pinch my face."
"Well, if you don't pinch it, can't you?" Xiao Qitian said with a smile.
Qiao Mo Shang runs to Qiao Mo Feng's side and reaches for his arms.
Reach out to pick up the person, Joe Mo Feng's face with helpless doting, this younger brother, really can't be refused.
"Shanger, you are naughty again."
"No war."
"Well, there is no war."
The warm appearance of a family of four made Xiao Qi feel uncomfortable, but he still smiled at everything between them, as if he could get the same happiness.
"Tianchang, I'll go back first and see Xiaomu." Seeing them like this, he also wanted to see his son. He didn't know if he was still sleeping.
That child is also the same as the original Jomo war, except eating is sleeping, but many times there are still some crying.
"Good." Looking at Xiao Qitian's back, Qiao Tianchang's face with a worried smile, he understood that maybe his happiness stimulated him.