Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 556 At Home, Dad Doesn't Hug Me

As soon as Huo Jingyi left, Qiao Chengfan took over Ye Jiaqi brazenly.

Old Qiao definitely didn't know that he had Ye Jiaqi occupied, hehe.

Qiqi is his, and Old Qiao can't grab it.

His little arms wrapped around Ye Jiaqi's neck and refused to let go.

"Qiqi, I miss you so much, why are you ignoring the baby...it was that time...and then you went abroad..."

Qiao Chengfan talked to Ye Jiaqi in a rambling manner.

"I'm afraid it will affect your study. It happened that Qi Qi was busy with work at that time. I'm sorry, Xiao Fanfan."

"It's okay, Qiqi, I like you, everything you do is right. Well..." Qiao Chengfan giggled.

His little face was pressed against Ye Jiaqi's neck.

Ye Jiaqi was itchy from the hot breath he exhaled.

Ye Jiaqi also smiled and hugged him tighter.

From the beginning to the end, there was an indelible scar in her eyes, like a shattered ice cube.

"It's getting late, Xiao Fanfan and sleep well, okay?" Ye Jiaqi coaxed.

"Okay." The little guy nodded, "Finally someone hugged me to sleep. At home, Dad doesn't hug me."

"Boys need to be independent."

"My father is still fierce."

"He's doing it for your own good."

"Qiqi, you don't speak for me, woo..." Qiao Chengfan rubbed his eyes, "Why don't you speak ill of Old Qiao with me."

Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat.

She patted the little guy on the back: "Go to sleep, good night."

"Well."

Qiao Chengfan closed his eyes.

I kind of miss Old Joe.

What is Old Joe doing? I haven't called him for several days.

He had a lot to say to Old Joe.

Although Old Qiao is very domineering, Old Qiao is very, very good.

Well……

Qiao Chengfan smashed his tongue and fell asleep.

The little hands grabbed Ye Jiaqi like an octopus, and Ye Jiaqi's heart was suddenly warmed.

The little guy is still so young, how does he know what life and death are.

Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes, his limbs felt sore, and every cell seemed to have stopped beating.

It was late at night, and the north wind was howling.

The windows squeaked.

The moonlight is hazy, and the phantom is swaying.

"Qiqi, why don't you cover yourself with the quilt when you sleep? Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi was startled, his eyelids trembled.

The lights were on, but there was nothing in sight.

Nothing at all.

The familiar voice seemed to come from heaven, so clear but so far away.

With a familiar low, restrained and mellow.

One of her arms was exposed, and it was already very cold.

She pulled the quilt and covered it.

She has to take care of herself and Xiao Fanfan.

……

The next day, Ye Jiaqi was woken up by the smell of porridge.

She opened her eyes, and Qiao Chengfan was no longer in her arms.

"Xiao Fanfan, Xiao Fanfan..." she shouted.

"Qiqi, I'm here."

Qiao Chengfan had already dressed, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and sat obediently on the sofa.

Huo Jingyi sat beside him, reading comic books with him.

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "I'm all up, I'm the laziest."

"Is it better?" Huo Jingyi asked.

Ye Jiaqi touched his forehead: "It's okay, the fever is gone, I'm worrying you."

"Get up and eat porridge. There are several kinds of porridge here. I cooked them early in the morning. Xiao Chengfan ate it and said it was delicious."

"it is good."

Ye Jiaqi jumped off the bed.

She saw Qiao Chengfan reading comic books with Huo Jingyi, very quiet and harmonious.

"Xiao Chengfan, has the little fox that uncle gave you last time grown up?"

"You mean Ali? Fat and big."

(End of this chapter)