"Well, it looks filial." Qu Yihong nodded slightly. "Your mommy raised you so much."

"Of course." Taotao curled his mouth and raised his head like a proud peacock. "I said I would protect mummy from being sad. My grandparents and I promised, of course

Qu Yihong laid up his legs lazily and squinted at the "little Peacock" in front of him.

Although a man is small, his combat effectiveness is not average. He looks down on him.

It is worthy of inheriting the gene of his song Yihong.

But to be fair, he was not as arrogant as his son

Taotao is going to be beaten and scolded by his father. But he looks at it. He slowly looks round: "Er?"

If he is right, the gentle smile on his father's face is totally different from the dark face he expected.

He rubbed his eyes, and the father in front of him was still smiling.

"What's funny." Taotao mumbles.

"Say it!" Qu Yihong raises his eyebrows and congeals the little guy who is the big kid. "What gift do you want? I'll give it to you..."

"Ah?" Taotao was surprised. He had a big mouth and a small mouth. He didn't believe what he heard.

Dad wanted to give him a present?

Don't you want to trouble him?

He must have heard it wrong

"Don't want it." Qu Yihong leers quietly at the rich expression Taotao.

"Yes." Taotao blurted out.

As soon as the words are said, Taotao's mouth is flattened with a little chagrin.

He should be a bit reserved, or people think he wants more gifts from his father.

"What do you want?" Qu Yihong rarely asks patiently, "I'll ask someone to buy it for you later."

"Let people buy it?" Taotao flat mouth, not so happy.

It was not easy for my father to prepare a gift for him, but he also asked his subordinates to buy it. It was insincere.

No heart, no heart. I knew he wouldn't have.

Congealing the emotion that Taotao revealed, Qu Yihong smiled and reached for his mobile phone and picked it up: "I'll buy it for you when I go back."

Taotao hears the words, the mood flies in a flash, the eyebrow tip and the corner of the eye are full of smile: "Dad, I like the plane tank."

"Tank?" Qu Yihong's hand shakes, and his cell phone is hard to repair. He almost died again.

In the end is a child, usually old-fashioned, the result of a gift, immediately up in the sky.

Unexpectedly, he asked for a tank with him. Can he be glad that Taotao didn't ask for a missile with himself?

If the plane is OK, there is no big challenge. Even if the procedure is a little more complicated, we can overcome the difficulties and prepare a civil aircraft.

Let the tank go!

Where can he find a tank to give his son as a gift?

It's estimated that he really asked where there were tanks to sell. Zhan Qing caught him first

"Can't you buy a tank?" Taotao said, "can't you buy a smaller one?"

After a little meditation, Qu Yihong pulled the corners of his lips: "you can have smaller ones."

No big toy tank is too big, is it?

Later he had to ask driver Li to inquire more and see if there was any to sell.

"Really?" Taotao's eyes brightened, "then buy a small one."

“ok!” Qu Yihong made a gesture.

He laid up his legs lazily and seemed to withdraw from the father son conversation.

"Dad --" Taotao scratched his back, blinked and blinked. "Is it because I sent a message to Mommy

Qu Yihong raised his eyebrows and said, "even if you send the information before, you can send it secretly later. If you live in the kindergarten for a semester, you are not allowed to come back."

“……” Taotao silently scratched the back of his head and stared at his father discontentedly.

I knew that he would get such a sentence from his father. He just shouldn't have asked.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret

Taotao was annoyed, and the sound of surging feet came from the cabin.

Then, Tong Tong Tong grabs the surging hand and comes out.

Looking at the quiet space, the father and son are in silence. The pupil of the child ponders a little, and goes forward to pull up Taotao: "come on, Mommy will take you to the top to play."

"Mm-hmm." Finally find a step down, Taotao immediately fart top fart top to follow up.

Seeing the three men holding the railing towards the observation platform, Qu Yihong's lips are higher and higher.

Listening to the happy laughter above, he snorted and said three words softly: "son of a rabbit!"

However, no one saw the flash of relief between his eyes.

It's the relief of the successor

In laughter, Qu Yihong slowly picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number lazily.

"Two little, I'm here." Uncle Wang's tone was tense. "Er Shao, didn't you quarrel with the assistant?"

Qu Yihong snorted coldly.

His loyal subordinates seem to be turning to the little fool without leaving any trace.

If it goes on like this, within a year, his heart will be transformed into the heart of Tong Tong Tong.

"She's a little child." Hearing no reply, Uncle Wang was even more nervous. "You are so much older than her, and you are a man. You can't be serious with her..."

"Have you finished?" Qu Yihong slowly stroked his forehead and interrupted Uncle Wang's words. "Listen to me when you have finished speaking."

“…… Two little you say Uncle Wang said, "I'm listening."

At last, Qu Yihong said in a deep voice, "I'll give you a day today to clear all the divorces from all channels. We'll come back tomorrow and hope we don't see any more rumors. "

“…… Ah? " Uncle Wang was so dazed that his brain couldn't digest for a while.

After half a minute, Uncle Wang gave a joyful exclamation: "ha ha, er Shao is really a smart man, worthy of my bringing out. You and the assistant made up, didn't you? I'll take care of it. Don't worry. When you come back tomorrow, I'm sure none of you will see any rumors. "

"Block the outside only." Qu Yihong's deep starry eyes lock the direction of the half garden. "Grandma, it's better to let them know the truth."

"Why?" Uncle Wang doesn't understand.

"No reason." Qu Yihong said lightly, "that's it. I'll hang up."

"Wait -" Uncle Wang stopped eagerly at the other end of the phone.

"Oh?" Qu yihongyang asked loudly.

What else?

Uncle Wang is as gossipy as Yin Shaofan when he is happy.

"Now that you are in Los Angeles, go to see your father-in-law and mother-in-law." Uncle Wang cheerfully reminded, "it's most important to deal with mother-in-law..."

Uncle Wang's voice didn't fall. Qu Yihong hung up the phone.

Uncle Wang's experience in this field is zero, not even as good as his song Yihong, but he still suggests seriously.

He really can't listen.

Standing tall, Qu Yihong slowly helped up the railing and walked up step by step.

He came to the observation platform slowly, stood at the side of Tong Tong Tong's body, together with two little guys fighting for the telescope to see the distance. Tong Tong's little hand slowly holds his chin: "QR code, you say, whose account is good for Taotao..."