Chapter 170 No. 170: The back of my father's departure seems to be lonely

Author: Qiao Dingding

"Yang Yang before going to bed so late, it must be because dad, you did not tell her the story of bedtime!"

The small Tuanzi talked, and the dining table was caught in a weird silence. Everyone has their own ideas.

Li Yang's peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, looking at the young children with a smile, I thought she was really cute and funny.

Shen Yanchuan's eyebrows raised his eyebrows, and his mood was a little uncomfortable.

Is this little fart child his biological daughter or his stepdom?

Whether it is a big deal or not, whether it is his fault, you have to blame him?

Shen Yanfei bite a square bag, his eyes were back and forth between Shen Yanchuan, young and Li Yang, and finally fell on Li Yang.

Li Yang tilted his head to his eyes, and raised his eyebrow slightly.

Shen Yanfei pursed his lips and talked: "You are a child to listen to the story of bedtime. You are all adults.

When he said these words, his face was obviously disgusted.

Li Yang: "..."

Is this guy owe?

"I don't have to listen to the story of bedtime." Li Yang looked at the small Tuanzi and explained, "I just played mobile phones last night to play too late."

The young eyes blinked with dark and bright eyes, and the milk sounded: "Isn't it because Dad didn't tell you the story of bedtime?"

Li Yang: "No."

Shen Yanchuan was on the opposite side, and said coldly: "I heard it clearly? It has nothing to do with me."

"I heard it clearly." You just nodded his head, and then said, "But it still has something to do with my dad."

The man's deep eyes narrowed slightly, "What is the relationship?"

Youyou: "Because dad, you did not tell Yang Yang's sleeping story, Yang Yang had to play with his mobile phone, and he would play it very late."

Shen Yanchuan: "..."

He thinks this little fart is targeting himself.

"What's the meaning?"

"This means dad, you are wrong."

"..."

Shen Yanchuan's tongue against his cheeks, and laughed, "Why don't you say that she likes to play mobile phones?"

"What is wrong with playing mobile phones? Many people like to play mobile phones!" The young children looked at my dad seriously, saying, "Dad, if you tell Yang Yang's sleeping story, she doesn't feel bored, so she will not feel bored, so she will not feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored, so she don’t feel bored. Can't play mobile phone anymore. "

Shen Yanchuan: "..."

Anyway, no matter what he said, the little fart has something to say, there are reasons to blame him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the displeasedness of his heart, swept his eyes and ate fritters. Li Yang, who was not affected, said faintly: "Okay, will I tell her the bedtime story tonight, are you satisfied? "

Li Yang: "..."

"Satisfied." You just nodded your head, and the white and cute cheeks were full of sweet smiles.

Shen Yanchuan continued to eat breakfast without interest, finished the coffee, greeted others and got up and left.

The young man looked at his dad's back, and suddenly thought of something, quickly slid off the small stool, caught up with his short legs.

"dad……"

Shen Yanchuan heard the voice, and the eyebrows were slightly raised, slowing down.

Does the little fart realize that what he just said was very impolite and hurt his old father. He came over to apologize to him, or say a few words?

Thinking of this, the man's thin lips slightly hooked, and looked at the little fart who had already caught up with his head, calm tone: "What, something?"

"Yes!" The young nodded hard, "People have something to say to my father."

Shen Yanchuan's cold eyebrows were dyed with a few mild, and stopped at the porch. "Say, give you five minutes."

"It doesn't take five minutes." Xiao Tuanzi opened a bright smile at the corner of his mouth, and the glutinous sound said, "People just want to tell Dad to have time to learn how to tell the story before going to bed!"

It is not difficult to tell the story before going to bed, but it is not easy to tell a good bedtime story.

Just like my uncle last night, the story of the bedtime was not good at all. She almost couldn't hear it.

But because the uncle was the first time to tell the story of bedtime, the young man felt that he had to encourage him, so he didn't tell the bedtime story that he talked about it.

Shen Yanchuan: "..."

His movement of his leather shoes stunned, and he looked at the young and innocent little face of the little fart on his eyes, and felt very ridiculous.

Not to apologize, nor is it good to say.

Come to the fire on the fire.

Shen Yanchuan closed his eyes, told himself in his heart that it was biological, and told him that abandoning children was illegal and criminal.

A few seconds later, the man's four -year -old child in front of him showed a smile, the kind of smiling, "Do you have any other things?"

"No." Youyan shook his head.

Shen Yanchuan's slightly jaw, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." After the younger said, looking at the back of Dad's departure, it seemed very lonely.

Xiao Tuanzi remembered that he was tired of going to work a few days ago. Dad who hadn't eaten yet, suddenly felt a little sad, a little worried.

In the past two days, young children have to make dumplings.

The young and small mouth shouted a little bitimer: "Dad!"

Shen Yanchuan heard the sound from behind him, frowned slightly, worried that this little fart would say more excessive demands, and could not help speeding up.

"Dad!" The younger was still chasing behind, stepping on the marble garden brick, and the short legs ran fast, "Dad, wait a minute!"

The more she shouted, the faster the pace of Shen Yanchuan.

"Dad, wait for a moment ..."

Shi Yue and his party came to the main building in a sightseeing car, heard the sound of the young children's milk, and looked at the sound. I saw her flushed with a small face, chasing a white shirt and Heixi. Pants, a man with nobleness.

"Shi Dao, is that young dad?" The female colleague asked excitedly.

The Shen family has become more than the young dad, and he has never seen his young dad, and he is not sure, "I don’t know."

"How can he chase the young?" The female colleague murmured, "Don't stop, wait, etc."

Shen Yanchuan got on the car, looked out of the window, and the little fart -carved little fart was still running here.

He twisted his eyebrows and ordered the driver, "Don't drive first."

The young man finally caught up, and his little hand picked the window of the car, panting and said, "Dad, did you not hear people call you?"

"No." The man did not change his face or jump, "Do you have something?"

"Yeah." Youyin was still panting, "People have to ask Dad if they want to eat dumplings! Dad is not very hard at work, have you not eaten yet?"

Shen Yanchuan's eyes were deep, and a trace of surprise.

Little fart, this is caught up to care about himself?

He thought he was going to make more excessive requirements before pretending not to hear her voice.

"How?" Shen Yanchuan pulled out a handkerchief from the pants pocket, and found the window by the window to wipe the sweat on the forehead.

Xiao Tuanzi's dark eyes lit up instantly, and his eyes were watching his father.

The dad in front of me seemed to be a father.

In the past, my father wiped his face!
Chapter completed!