First marriage and love: good morning, my Mr. Feng

Chapter 32 I hate that he likes you!
Today, Qiao Chenchen went to pick up Xiaobei from the kindergarten after class, but Xiaobei seemed a little silent today for some reason, along the way, Qiao Chenchen tried to make him happy, but it didn't help.

After returning home, I saw Feng Xiaobei took off his shoes and went back to his room, then slammed the door and locked himself in the room, completely deaf to her cries.

Qiao Chenchen sensed that something was wrong, she knew that Xiao Bei would never throw a temper tantrum for no reason, the only possibility was that he suffered some grievance in the kindergarten today, but it didn't make sense, logically speaking, Xiao Bei was always praised by the stars in the kindergarten Yue's object, and the little guy is naturally arrogant, how could he be bullied?

However, Xiaobei is really unhappy...

Qiao Chenchen stood in the living room and paced back and forth. He really couldn't think of the reason, so he just called Xiaobei's teacher, Teacher Chen.

The phone was connected quickly. Qiao Chenchen greeted Teacher Chen with a smile, and asked about Xiaobei's situation in the kindergarten today in a more objective manner. During the period, he didn't mention Xiaobei's personal emotions. Of course, she just I don't want this Teacher Chen to think too much.

However, Teacher Chen's answer was too ordinary. It was just an ordinary class in kindergarten, and Qiao Chenchen didn't find anything suspicious.

Unable to find the reason, Qiao Chenchen had no choice but to say goodbye to her and hang up the phone.

Qiao Chenchen glanced at the direction of Xiaobei's room upstairs, pursed his lips lightly, put down his phone in a rather unpleasant way, and walked towards the kitchen.

For some reason, there was some confusion in my heart.

Numb, as if being grabbed by something, pulled a bit.

But even she didn't know why.

After finishing dinner absent-mindedly like this, when he came out and saw that Feng Xiaobei's room was tightly closed, Qiao Chenchen stood there silent for a moment, and couldn't help but go upstairs and return to his room.She rummaged through the cabinet, and finally found the key after a while. She picked up the key, got up and walked to Feng Xiaobei's room, knocked on the door a few times, but there was still no response.

She had no choice but to pick up the key to open the door. With a click, the door opened, but there was no movement inside.

Qiao Chenchen walked in without saying a word. On a small bed, the little guy covered himself in the quilt and remained motionless.

Qiao Chenchen lowered his eyes and looked at the bulging quilt for a while, then sighed softly for a moment, stretched out his hand slowly, and tried to pull the quilt, but instead, the little guy inside held it tighter.

Qiao Chenchen squatted down beside the bed silently, and said softly: "Xiaobei, I made a lot of things you like to eat, but it's hard work, let's go down to eat, shall we?"

Feng Xiaobei dropped the quilt abruptly, revealing a delicate and fair face with dark eyes: "Only you and me?"

"Any questions?"

Feng Xiaobei clenched his lips, turned his head away vigorously, his eyes were red, but as if he didn't want to be seen by others, he had no choice but to cover his head.

Qiao Chenchen pulled down his quilt, "What's the matter, Xiaobei?"

"I hate you!" Feng Xiaobei stared at her with red eyes, and his little mouth was red and swollen from being bitten.

Qiao Chenchen smiled wryly when he heard his words, "Why do you hate me?"

"I hate that he likes you!"

"Who……"

"Dad!"

Qiao Chenchen's slightly drooping eyelashes trembled, he pursed his lips lightly, and after a long silence, he raised his eyes and smiled at the little guy, "He likes me, but not the kind you imagine Xiao Bei. You are still young, you still don't understand."

(End of this chapter)