Chapter 31: Let your son lay the floor?
After eating, the little guy was taken back to the room by the nanny to take a bath and wash, and Fu Jiyan naturally returned to the room.
When I came out of the bathroom, I saw a small person already lying on the big bed:
"Fu Zhizhou, you're not sleeping in your room, what are you doing in my bed? Go back to sleep quickly!"
On the big bed, the little man wrapped the cup in the cup again, and then said:
"Do not!"
Fu Jiyan was not so patient, he threw the towel to wipe his hair, walked to the bed, and was about to take the person out of the bed.
Who knows, the little guy cried directly.
"Wow wow...Dad asshole!"
The corners of Fu Jiyan's mouth twitched dryly, but he could only stop, his face became a little annoyed:
"To shut up!"
The little man is still quite cowardly, and he shuts up all of a sudden, his mouth is shriveled.
Fu Jiyan reached out and rubbed his temples:
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Fortunately, it is my own, if this is picked up in the trash can...
"Dad, porridge is just... just want to sleep with dad."
Ah.
"Oh, now I know it's called Dad, wasn't it called Fu Jiyan before?
Tell you, don't even think about it!
Go back to your house now!
otherwise...."
Otherwise, it is not finished, but the meaning of it, how can the villain not understand?
But even so, the little guy remained motionless, clutching the quilt tightly, and staring straight at his father with a pair of twinkling eyes.
No matter how hard-hearted Fu Jiyan was, he had to soften a bit.
"Go down and find a place to lay a floor by yourself."
Let the son who is less than four years old build the floor?
Is it really my father?
Well, not to mention anything else, just talking about the six or seven similar molds, no one will doubt the parent-child relationship between the two, and the remaining three or four points are naturally like mothers.
Hearing that he didn't have to sleep alone, the little man twisted out of the bed like a caterpillar, even though he was dawdling.
After getting out of bed, I didn't walk very far, put the pillow at the foot of the bed, and lay down obediently.
The floors are covered with thick carpets, and the room is full of heating, so there is no need to worry about catching a cold.
Fu Jiyan glanced at the lump at the foot of the bed, the corners of his mouth trembled uncontrollably, and without saying anything, he lay on the bed, turned off the lights, and the huge room was instantly darkened.
After a while, two even breathing sounds, one large and one small, were heard in the room.
......
the next day.
The nanny came in to clean up the room, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the quilt bulging at the foot of the bed, thinking it had fallen, and reached out to pick it up.
Unexpectedly, after pulling it, I saw that my young master was sleeping soundly here.
"Ah! Young Master, Young Master, wake up."
The little man wakes up yoyo:
"Auntie Tao?"
"Little Master, why are you sleeping here? Still... still sleeping on the ground?"
Xiao Tao naturally didn't know that it wasn't because someone forbade his son to go to bed, so he could only make the floor.
But the little guy himself didn't pay much attention to this, and there was nothing wrong with sleeping on the floor. The carpet was so thick and soft.
Yi Gulu crawled out of the quilt and looked around with small eyes:
"Aunt Tao, where is my father? Did he leave again?"
At the end of the question, the look on the little guy's face made it clear that he was about to cry.
Fortunately, at this moment, a figure appeared:
"Fu Zhizhou, wake up and run."
Fu Jiyan had already changed into a set of sports clothes. Compared with his usual suit and leather shoes, he looked several years younger, and he was not so cold that people dared not approach him casually.