Even Yan Qing was deeply impressed by Huo Maocheng's thinking. After hearing this, he just wanted to call him a good guy.
As expected of a capitalist doing business, every word he said was well-founded, but taken together, it was outrageous.
Without giving Geng Geng a chance to wake up and refute, Huo Changcheng strode forward and directly took the baby in Yan Qing's arms into his arms.
Freeing up his other hand, he picked up the paper bag next to him and walked towards the bathroom of Yan Qing's house.
Yan Qing lives alone, with only one room at home.
Seeing Huo Maocheng's thoughts, before the father and son stepped into the bathroom, Yan Qing stopped him: "Go to my room and change. There is no place to sit in the bathroom."
In addition, Geng Geng had just finished taking a bath, and there was water on the floor. She hadn't mopped it yet, so the little guy didn't slip.
There wasn't anything she couldn't see in her bedroom anyway.
Huo Maocheng stopped, turned to look at Yan Qing, nodded to her, and turned into her bedroom with the struggling Baozi in his arms.
"Let me go, let me go!" Geng Geng said he was very unhappy when his father took him out of his beautiful sister's arms, and his little body twisted violently.
Huo Maocheng bent over and placed him at the end of the bed. Baozi's father-slapping punch came straight up and hit Huo Maocheng on the chin.
The damage to Huo Maocheng is 1.
Seeing that his biological father was disdainful of his fists, Geng Geng stood at the end of the bed, staring and losing his temper.
"Hate you."
"Yeah, I got it." Huo Maocheng didn't have any trouble in his heart about his son's dislike. He calmly accepted the notice and took out his pajamas and pants from the paper bag: "Wear it yourself."
"???"
By the time Baozi came to his senses, Yan Qing's clothes had already been taken off by his father, and he was standing there alone and awkwardly.
"..."
Huo Maocheng also had no experience in taking care of children. Usually, the family hired people to do these things. He held the upper half of Geng Geng's pajamas with his long and clear hands.
Because it was a child's pajamas, the top row of buttons was smaller than ordinary buttons, so Huo Maocheng awkwardly unbuttoned them.
Only belatedly did he realize that he was being looked at by his own father. His two slender calves immediately felt inward, and he covered them with his hands, with a red face.
Sensing his son's thoughts, the man who was still fussing with his buttons raised his head and glanced at him.
"I won't let you see it!" Baozi is already three years old and knows how to show off.
"Tsk--" Hearing this, his own father laughed rudely and didn't even look at him, just glanced at him from the corner of his eye.
"What's the point of blocking such a small thing? If you hadn't stretched out your hand, I wouldn't have noticed it."
The tone was light and full of humiliation.
Even though she said that, she still handed him the panties.
The little bun shyly took over his pants and turned his back to put them on.
………………
After changing his clothes, Geng Geng returned to Yan Qing. Yan Qing looked for strategies for spending time with children on the Internet. Geng Geng started yawning after playing for a while.
I encountered so many things today, and the child couldn't stay up late, so he quickly fell asleep on Yan Qing's bed.
Seeing that the little thing was asleep, Yan Qing immediately cleared his voice and tiptoed out of the room.
Huo Maocheng had just finished making a phone call and came back from the balcony of the living room to meet Yan Qing who was coming out of the bedroom.
"Asleep?"
"Yeah." Yan Qing curled her lips, "I didn't make any noise, I fell asleep quickly."
Huo Maocheng put the phone back into his pocket: "Thank you."
"..." Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and it took him a few seconds to realize that Huo Changcheng was thanking her.
"It's a small matter." She said, and then she thought of something again. She said, "Geng Geng..."
Not knowing what to say, she struggled with her words, and finally just said: "I only have one room here."
Although I like Geng Geng very much, I still have some things to say.
After all, she and Geng Geng had just met. For Huo Maocheng, she was not someone she could trust 100% directly with her child. If the child was here, there should be an adult watching over her, not Huo Maocheng.
But she only has one room here.
Huo Maocheng knew what she meant and glanced at the bedroom door: "I'll take him back."
"Yeah." Yan Qing nodded without holding back.
Huo Maocheng entered the bedroom, followed by Yan Qing.
The little one was lying on the 1.8-meter big bed, already asleep.
Huo Maocheng bent down and prepared to pick up the child.
The light above his head illuminated half of his chiseled face, vaguely illuminating the tenderness in his eyes.
Until just now, the relationship between the two was nothing like that of a father and son. It was obvious that Geng Geng didn't like Huo Wancheng, and was even a little repulsive. Huo Wancheng was also indifferent to his children and would just give in silently.
Seeing this look, Yan Qing realized that Huo Wancheng still had feelings for Geng Geng.
Geng Geng fell asleep not long ago and was not yet fully asleep. He felt his little body being moved. He opened his eyes drowsily through a small crack and vaguely saw the enlarged picture in front of him that was exactly the same as his. It was called a pirated copy. s face.
He held his mouth shut and became a little angry.
The fist hit his father directly in the face. At this time, the little guy started to become childish.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I hate you, I hate you..."
Huo Maocheng received another punch from his son. At his son's side, his face had been destroyed until nothing was left.
The first time he saw Geng Geng being so noisy, Yan Qing immediately whispered: "Don't take him away yet, let him fall asleep first."
It seems that this is the only thing that can be done for now. Huo Maocheng nodded and let go of his son.
Although Huo Wancheng let go of his hand, Geng Geng had already been woken up. His little body kept turning over on the bed, mumbling.
Yan Qing saw it, stepped forward and bent down, patted his little body gently and coaxed him gently.
"Be good, sister is here, don't cry..."
Maybe women are naturally better at coaxing children than men. Under Yan Qing's low coaxing, Geng Geng's voice gradually disappeared and he fell asleep again.
The two stood together, even bending at the same angle, coaxing the child together.
The air was quiet except for Yan Qing's voice.
Huo Maocheng couldn't help turning his head and staring at her carefully.
From this angle, you can see her eyebrows very clearly.
A very delicate and beautiful face.
Looking at it, I felt a little lost.
Although Geng Geng fell asleep, Yan Qing was still patting him gently, fearing that he would wake the child up again if he stopped, so he was slowly reducing the frequency.
Hearing the cell phone ringing from outside, Yan Qing turned to look in the direction of the door, slowly withdrew his hand from the child, and stared at Geng Geng nervously for a few seconds to make sure that Geng Geng had not been awakened, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at Huo Maocheng, pointed outside, and said to him: "I'm going to take a call."
After saying that, he stood up, tiptoed out of the bedroom, and gently opened the door.
She picked up the mobile phone placed on the dining table and saw that it was Jiang Yuan calling. She quickly took the mobile phone and walked to the balcony before answering the call.
