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Chapter 1106

Hearing this, Hong Hai'er cried even louder.

Bai Qiqi: "..." What the hell are you drinking!The majestic emperor, how old is he, an old guy who has lived for countless years, and still drinks milk from a bottle?What about lying to children?
Oh, he is indeed lying to children.

No, that's not the point.Shen Qiong, why is he so angry with his own son!Childish or not!

Qiqi suffered from headaches, liver pains, stomach pains, in short, everything hurts.

This is probably a pair of fake father and son!
What is going on with the incompatible posture? Hey!

Reluctantly clearing his throat, he was just about to hold the first family meeting to discuss the relationship between the father and son, when suddenly, a private message was sent from the Tianting Weibo system, which was Yan Luo Wang, who had just added friends yesterday.

He said he wanted to talk to her about some work matters.

Bai Qiqi didn't think much about it, she just thought it was about the live broadcast of the anchor trainee who had no results due to an unexpected situation yesterday.

This matter is related to the survival of the Tianting live broadcast room in the future, so he did not refuse.

What Yan Luowang meant was that he found a tea restaurant where he could talk while having breakfast.

Qiqi raised her wrist and glanced at the time, it was half an hour later.Now it's the morning rush hour again, counting the time when the mechanical mounts are blocked, it's almost time to set off now.

As for why not just fly there... Bai Qiqi said that flying is also very tiring, okay?

This is like walking and running. Although running is fast, it is more tiring than walking. You will be out of breath after running almost 800 meters.Then fly faster than running, flying a long distance will be exhausting, don’t want to~
So, after Qi Qi comforted Hong Haier a few words, she picked up her bag and drove to the agreed tea restaurant on the mechanical mount provided by Tianting for free.

As for Honghaier and Shenqiong, she wasn't worried at all.

Shenqiong has a lot of experience in raising babies, even compared to her, she is not weaker in ambition.Besides, although Shen Qiong kept yelling to tear up the book and hit people, but he never really did it once.It’s just that the way of expressing my father’s love is a bit awkward~ I’d like to find a way to let the father and son be more honest with each other~
The facts were just as Bai Qiqi thought.

Although Shen Qiong really wanted to pinch the red boy's fat face to teach him a lesson, but in the end he was very patient and didn't do anything.

It's just that Bai Qiqi didn't expect that the voice of the red boy who had been crying since early in the morning stopped abruptly the moment she left the gate, as if the pause button had been pressed.

He obediently turned over and got off the bed, took out the milk bottle from Shenqiong's hand, then climbed back on the bed, crossed his legs obediently, and gulped milk by himself.

Everything was calm, as if the person who was crying just now was not him at all.

Shen Qiong, who was looking at it, was a little confused, and couldn't help asking: "Why...don't you cry?"

Honghaier gave him a disgusted look: "Is it useful for you to cry?"

"...It's useless." To be honest, he didn't want to get used to the child's stink.If you want to cry, just cry enough, and then reason about right and wrong after crying.

"Why should I cry if it's useless?"

"..." What he said seemed to make sense, but he couldn't refute it.So, the brat did it on purpose just now?He didn't see any clues!It's just the blood of Bai Qiqi, a playwright!Shen Qiong looked sincere: "Red boy, I think you can become an actor in the future." You were born with this material.

(End of this chapter)