Ye Jiaqi was amused by his childish words, and she coaxed her: "Your father loves Xiao Fanfan the most, and the baby can only rank second."

"The little baby can rank first. I am my brother, so I have to give in to the little baby." Qiao Chengfan looked sensible.

Ye Jiaqi couldn't help but rub his little head: "Xiao Fanfan has grown up and is more sensible."

Qiao Chengfan covered his face and was shy.

Qiao Chengfan pulled Ye Jiaqi to wander around his room for a long time. He had a possessive desire for Ye Jiaqi and especially liked to stay alone with Ye Jiaqi.

He likes to show Ye Jiaqi all his things, the best things.

Ye Jiaqi also asked Butler Sun to bring all the gifts and set them for him one by one.

"Xiao Fanfan, this is a biscuit made by Qiqi himself. Can you eat it?" Ye Jiaqi took a sealed jar and shook it.

"Eat, eat! Eat!"

Ye Jiaqi opens.

She made this small biscuit specially for Qiao Chengfan. Each one was very small, with a variety of dried fruits mixed on it, including raisins, almonds, and cranberries...

Qiao Chengfan ate one bite and ate very happily.

Ye Jiaqi sat on the sofa, and Hinayana Fan kept running around her.

"Come on, Xiao Fanfan, drink some orange juice." Ye Jiaqi coaxed.

Qiao Chengfan simply obeyed Ye Jiaqi, and he would listen to whatever Ye Jiaqi said.

"Little guy, are you hot? Your face is red." Ye Jiaqi saw that he was jumping around.

"I blushed because I was shy when I saw Qiqi." Qiao Chengfan covered his face.

"Sweet words." Ye Jiaqi rubbed his hair.

The father and son were carved from the same mold, and they spoke in the same tone, which was especially good at making her happy.

She felt as painful as a baby, as big as a baby.

Qiao Chengfan and Ye Jiaqi had a lot of fun. They probably had been very happy since they saw Ye Jiaqi.

After jumping for a while, Qiao Chengfan climbed down from the sofa, like a little monkey.

"Qiqi, wait for me." As he said that, the little guy ran away.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know what he was going to do, so he looked at him docilely and picked up the textbooks and homework on the table.

The little guy's handwriting looks very good, and he also has the habit of writing a diary!

"Today is sunny. I miss my father, I miss my Qiqi, and I also want kindergartens and breakfasts in Beijing."

"It's cloudy today, and the teacher saw it when the class was absent."

Ye Jiaqi flipped over and laughed.

The little guy has a lot of thoughts, both delicate and gentle, who do you look like? Qiao Sinian? No, Qiao Sinian doesn’t have this idea.

Before Qiao Chengfan came back, she threw down his diary and looked at the homework and test papers.

The test paper with two pages of positive and negative pages, the little guy only did one side, and the second page was all blank.

Who did you learn this bad habit? No wonder you can’t do well in the exam.

"Qiqi, 光, a gift for you." Qiao Chengfan cut a rose with water droplets from the garden, "Do you like it?"

Ye Jiaqi was flattered and quickly took it: "It looks so good, did you go out to cut it?"

"It was cut in the flower room. This is the rose that my master likes. I secretly cut it. If my master scolds me, Qiqi, you must protect me."

"Little bad guy."

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his little head and took his roses.

I can give roses so young, but what happened when I grow up?

Qiao Chengfan obediently sat next to Ye Jiaqi, lay on her lap, and read comic books with Ye Jiaqi.

Sometimes, he would touch Ye Jiaqi's belly with his little hands.
Chapter completed!