Chu Zhaoyang was startled, his hands shook, and he managed to stop peeing. He quickly solved the problem, stuffed it back, zipped up his trousers, and quickly buckled his belt.
After washing his hands, he stood in front of the little guy and said, "Yes, I am your father."
"Then will you be good to mom and me?" the little guy raised his head and asked.
Chu Zhaoyang squatted down silently, and then he was barely even with the little guy.
In fact, he was still more than half a head taller than the little guy.
"Yes. If I find you this time, I will never lose you again. I will be very, very good to your mother, and I will be very, very good to you." Chu Zhaoyang looked at the little one in front of him. Baby, so small, so fragile.
He wanted to pull him into his arms, but he was afraid of the little guy's rejection.
The rejection on his face was so obvious that Chu Zhaoyang did not dare to act rashly.
The little guy lowered his head and his eyes were sore and painful.
"But you made my mother suffer at the hands of your parents." The little guy whispered, "So, I haven't decided whether to accept you or not."
The little one will also long for daddy's company.
In country M, the Christmas atmosphere was very strong.
Every family will go to the forest farm to choose a Christmas tree, cut it themselves, drive it back, and decorate it at home.
At that time, the children were accompanied by their parents. The father cut down the tree and decorated the top of the tall tree.
But he didn't have a father at home, so Gu Nian took him with him every year.
He was too worried about Gu Nian, so he said he didn't want it and just bought a ready-made one, as long as he wanted to.
But Gu Nian disagreed. Other children were like this, so her Little Millet Cake had to be full of everything.
They went to the mall and queue up to take pictures with Santa Claus. If the queue was too long, some fathers will put their children on their shoulders and look at Santa Claus across the long queue.
But he didn't have.
His mother would also hold him and watch him, but she was not tall enough, so she had to put her feet up and lift him every time. She was very tired and sweating profusely.
Where was dad at that time?
He was not there when they needed him.
Slowly, then he no longer needed.
The little guy longed for his father, but felt wronged for his mother.
He didn't want to reconcile with this man as if nothing happened.
"I'm still young now, but when I get older, I can protect my mother without you." The little guy raised his head and held his chin high, like a proud little beast that was easily injured. He didn't want others to notice him. His fragility made his little head raise higher and higher.
But Chu Zhaoyang did not miss the redness in the corners of his eyes.
This stubborn little guy was just as proud as him.
His true son had the same bad temper.
Chu Zhaoyang sneered in his heart and said in a nonchalant manner: "How old do you plan to be to protect your mother?"
The little guy choked, waved his fingers and stretched out a palm. He wanted to make a "five" gesture, but after a moment of hesitation, he made a "six" gesture again: "Six years old, I can go to school!"
Chu Zhaoyang curled his lips and said, "Can you count?"
"Of course!" The little guy felt that he was despised and was particularly unhappy.
"There are still nearly four years before you reach the age of six." Chu Zhaoyang glanced at him coldly, not giving in to others just because he was his son.
"Who would protected your mother in these four years?"
"…" The little guy got stuck, "And… there's grandpa here too!"
"Your grandpa wants to protect your grandma. There are too many people and he can't take care of it." Chu Zhaoyang stood up and suddenly became much taller than the little guy.
The little guy's neck was sore when he raised his head, and Chu Zhaoyang gestured to his thigh: "When you are six years old, you will only be this tall, not even taller than your mother."
The little guy :"..."
"Hmph!" The little guy said like a calf, his whole body was full of energy, "Anyway, you haven't passed the test yet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Gu Nian call him: "Little Millet Cake."
"Mom, I'm here." The little guy made a face at Chu Zhaoyang, then ran to Gu Nian's side.
"Put on your coat, let's get ready to go." Gu Nian said, holding the little guy's coat in his hand and putting it on for him.
At this time, Chu Zhaoyang also came over.
LAfter receiving the call, the driver was already waiting downstairs.
Everyone went downstairs and saw a Mercedes-Benz business car parked in front of the hotel.
When Chu Zhaoyang called to give instructions, he didn't name the car he wanted. He just said he wanted a business car that would be smoother and more comfortable to drive.
The town was not big, so there weren't many eye-catching luxury cars, so he drove a Mercedes directly over.
The driver quickly got out of the car, opened the door and let everyone sit in.
"Wait a minute." Chu Zhaoyang suddenly spoke.
Gu Nian was surprised when he saw Chu Zhaoyang returning to the hotel.
After a while,he came back with a child safety seat.
He handed the little guy to Gu Nian, he placed the seat for the little guy himself, and then he took the little guy and sat down again.
The driver was wiping sweat on the side. This was his mistake. He didn't know if Chu Zhaoyang would blame him.
But when he came, he didn't know there was a child.
And what was going on with this family?
The little guy lowered his head to see Chu Zhaoyang fastening his seat belt. Chu Zhaoyang leaned close to him, and the mint scent from his body spread to him, full of the mature and reliable smell of an adult.
Chu Zhaoyang's embrace was so broad.
Was this..Was daddy's arms?
The little guy carefully smelled the mint fragrance coming from Chu Zhaoyang's body. It was so reassuring and made him want to throw himself into Chu Zhaoyang's arms and act like a baby.
The little guy lowered his head and moved his fingers quietly.
At this time, Chu Zhaoyang suddenly backed away.
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