Chapter 910: chips between father and son

Neighbor?

Bai Yu swallowed several saliva before regaining his senses.

However, seeing that the deity who went to the toilet had returned, Bai Yu put away the excitement in her throat, silently returned to the workstation and sat down, and began to digest herself.

How could Shen Baiyan not notice the constant smile on the small face next to him?

After holding it for a while, he asked softly:

"What's wrong?"

Su Zhixiao waved his hand, the smile on his face did not stop.

This time, Shen Baiyan was even more puzzled.

"Is there something on my face?" asked.

"No."

Or else?

"No, you just came to work the night shift?"

Finally got back to business.

Shen Baiyan hummed:

"Resolutely obey the arrangement."

Gee.

Fine.

......

Su Zhixiao worked night shifts for nearly a week in a row, and mainly changed shifts with colleagues for one day.

On Friday morning, I got home from get off work.

After a simple shower at home, I slept for two hours.

After getting up, I washed my hair again, put on a mask, and permed a bag of milk. After drinking, I went downstairs and drove back to the old house.

Here in the old house, in the early morning, after the children got up and had breakfast, they didn't stop.

I packed my luggage in my room and brought a lot of things.

In the end, the box could not fit, so I gave up.

Sitting on the ground and sighing for a long time, it just so happened that his dad didn't go out today. When he passed by, he glanced at him out of the corner of the eye, stomped his feet, and then turned around and entered the children's room.

"Fu Zhizhou, are you?"

The house was in a mess, no different from the devil entering the village.

The little guy raised his head:

"Dad, they are packing their luggage!"

Why can't Dad see such an obvious thing?

idiot!

It's not that I can't see the reason why the house was in a mess?

Obviously, little things can't comprehend this level at all.

The man stroked his forehead:

"What are you doing like this? Going out?"

The little boy nodded his head:

"Yes, my mother said that she would take the porridge and porridge out to play."

Um?

"Your mother?"

when?

Why don't you know?

"Where to play?"

The kid got up from the ground and patted his butt.

The floor was already covered with blankets, and the servants would come to clean it every day, so there was no dust on it.

"Hmph, I won't tell you!" At the same time, he made a face.

Don't think people don't know, tell you, don't you go with me?

The children are not happy, they just want to go out to play with their mother.

However, it is impossible for the little fox to fight the old fox!

"So arrogant? Your mother hasn't come back yet.

How about throwing you on the plane before your mother comes back? "

At that time, it will eventually fly there and land, but I don't know.

The little guy's face froze, then wrinkled, and looked at his father accusingly:

"Dad, how are you?"

"Oh? Is that so? What if the relationship is good and bad?"

Having said that, he really took out his mobile phone and made a gesture to call the bodyguard.

Look at the little guy, can you still calm down?

Pounce on the front, grab the phone:

"No, no, no, Dad, don't send porridge away."

Did not get the phone.

The man was holding the cub in one hand and holding the phone in the other. He didn't have the slightest sense of guilt for bullying the child. It was a matter of course.

"Where's the chips?" The more interested rhetoric asked.

Woo.

"My mother said that the time is short, so I can't go too far to play, so I just travel around."

"specific?"

"Go camping in Jiuzhai."

After getting the answer he wanted, the man threw his son hanging on his arm to the ground, left the children's room without hesitation and went back to the next room.