Devil's Honey Baby

While talking, Xinxin has answered the phone. His small hand can't grasp the mobile phone, so he has two hands. It looks funny and cute!

"Dad! When will you be back? " The sound of milk and milk came with infinite thoughts. Ji Zailin was happy and uncomfortable in his heart.

The happy thing is that his daughter always remembers him. The sad thing is that he can't return to his daughter immediately.

"Be good! Dad will be back soon! "

"When will it be soon? My heart wants to see my father now! " The small mouth toots up, you can hang a small bottle.

Yao Jiang couldn't help laughing at her.

"Now... Not now, Dad. Things haven't been handled yet."

"Ah ~ ~ ~" dragged three tones, from low to high, and then from high to low, with a strong sense of unhappiness.

Ji Zailin could think of the look of the child saying this just by listening to his heart's voice, and his heart softened immediately.

"Be good, dad will be back soon!" When Ji Zailin said this, his eyes crossed with a cunning.

"Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ how long will it be soon ~ ~ ~ ~" the soft coquettish voice came, and Ji Zailin was proud.

But, "soon... This is soon... When your heart grows a little higher."

"A little? What's a little bit like? " Big eyes blinked with curiosity.

Yao Jiang doesn't know what Ji Zailin said to his daughter, but looking at his daughter's appearance, Yao Jiang has no intention to draw.

"A little, ask mom!" Ji Zailin said, his eyes crossed with silk tenderness, "give your mobile phone to your mother, and your father has something to say to your mother."

"Yes!" The little girl turned her head and saw Yao Jiang smiling at her. She covered the microphone with her small hand and said in a small voice, "Dad, mom is eavesdropping on us."

Ji Zailin raised his eyebrows and looked proud. "Well, that's because mom misses dad."

"Ah? Really? "

"Well, Dad won't lie."

For a long time, I thought the eavesdropper was the one who wanted to make a phone call.

"Mom, dad wants to talk to you!" The little girl took her cell phone and looked at Yao Jiang with bright eyes.

Yao Jiang answered the phone and touched his heart's head, which meant to play with building blocks.

However, the little girl looked at her with clear eyes.

Oh, no, look at Yao Jiang's cell phone on his ear.

Yao Jiang looked at the little girl and obviously wanted to hear what Ji Zailin said.

However, what Ji Zailin said on the phone, cough... Children should not listen.

Indeed, before Yao Jiang could speak, Ji Zailin said, "wife, do you miss me?"

When he said that he wanted me, the tone was deliberately lengthened. Yao Jiang thought that when Xinxin just said this sentence, the two father and son were exactly the same.

His face was slightly red and his answer was not what he asked. "Is he very busy?"

"Wife, you change the topic again..." Ji Zailin's voice was dissatisfied, but it was actually coquettish.

Well, her daughter is coquettish to her father, and her father is coquettish to her wife. Yao Jiang has a headache, "where are you now?"

"Wife, don't you miss me? I miss you every night, miss you... "

His ears turned red and his white face turned red, "Ji Zailin!"

"Wife, I really miss you. I can't sleep without you around me at night. Did you sleep at night?"

“……”

Looking at Yao Jiang's increasingly red face, he said with milk, "Mom, why is your face red?"

Ji Zailin was stunned and very happy.

Yao Jiang forgot that there was a girl as big as a kid in front of him. Her face was more red when she was exposed. She hurried up and said, "go play with building blocks!"

Then he took his cell phone and walked aside.

"Wife, I knew you wanted me..." Ji Zailin's voice came with deep meaning.

Yao Jiang looked at her. The little girl stood in place, her right index finger in her mouth, and her big eyes looked at her innocently.

Turning his head, his heart beat a little fast, "don't make trouble, don't be too tired, and rest early at night."

Then he hung up before Ji Zailin answered.

Hang up on him!

Ji Zailin looks at the black mobile phone screen and calls again. Yao Jiang doesn't want to answer Ji Zailin's phone and hangs up directly.

Ji Zailin has a black face.

Hang him up again!

Ji Zailin continued to fight, Yao Jiang continued to hang up, and his heart couldn't stand. His small body ran over, "Mom, my heart wants to talk to my father!"

With that, he padded his feet to reach Yao Jiang's mobile phone.

But she is too short to reach.

Yao Jiang thought of what Ji Zailin had just said. She knew that his "missing" was not fully expressed and could not be heard.

No, I had to answer the phone.

"Wife, why did you hang up on me? Are you shy? "

What do you mean to ask knowingly? This is Ji Zailin.

"Don't make trouble." Yao Jiang was helpless and tried to keep his voice steady.

Ji Zailin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I didn't make trouble. I miss you! It's hard for me to miss you every day, wife. Don't you miss me? "

Yao Jiang closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead, "..."

"Don't you want me?"

“……”

"Really don't want to?"

“……”

"Not at all?"

“……”

"Really, really not at all..."

"I miss you."

Ji Zailin stopped, with a successful smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were even more happy.

"Wife, I knew you missed me. Don't worry. I'll come back early and won't let you stay alone."

Yao Jiang, "..."

"Come on, kiss!"

“……”

"Wife, kiss, hurry up!"

“……”

"Have you forgotten our agreement?"

“……”

"You won't get out of bed until you kiss me back."

Why didn't sun Qi know that his president had such a spoiled hobby before?

And fight with the little lady!

Holding Yao Jiang's legs, big eyes looked at her motionless.

Under such circumstances, how can Yao Jiang "kiss" the export?

No matter how much, he said "you're busy" and hung up.

Looking at the black screen, the light of big eyes is dim, "Mom, I want to talk to my father..."

"Dad is busy. I don't have time now. Will mom call later?" Yao Jiang doesn't want to lie to his children, but at this time

The heart blinked, the eyes were crystal clear and transparent, "really?"

"Well! Really! "

"Well, trust mom." The little girl reluctantly let go of her.

Yao Jiang kissed his white and tender face, "well, go and play."

"Oh ~"

Here, Ji Zailin hung up and was about to call Yao Jiang, but his mobile phone rang.

"Hello."

"What?" Ji Zailin fiercely opened his eyes and his pupils contracted violently.

Sun Qi couldn't help looking back. Ji Zailin was still the kind father and tender husband just now, completely cold and fierce.