"Don't dare."

After saying that, Ye Jiaqi strode out.

Meng Chen sent her back to the company, but Josnian did not leave. He stayed at home with Qiao Chengfan.

The little guy has fallen asleep and his forehead is not so hot anymore.

Josnian touched his face, covered him with a quilt, and quietly walked out.

Fantuan stuck out his tongue and followed Josnian, jumping up and down.

Josnian went to the study, and he followed him there.

Josnian was sitting on the sofa, putting his notebook on his lap and processing documents. The rice ball lay obediently at his feet, his big eyes wandering around.

It was already past three in the afternoon when Qiao Chengfan woke up.

"Dad, Qiqi..."

Qiao Chengfan lifted the quilt and started shouting.

Why is there no one, where are the people...

Josnian heard Qiao Chengfan's voice and came from the study.

"dad!"

The little guy was wearing slippers and threw himself into Josnian's arms.

Josnian stretched out his hand. Well, the fever had gone down quite a bit.

He picked up the little guy and threw him back on the bed.

"Stop running around, what do you want?"

"Where's Qiqi? I want Qiqi..." The little guy blinked his big eyes and stared at Josnian motionless.

"She went to work and came home to be with you in the evening."

"Dad, I want to see Qiqi every day..."

"Don't push yourself too far!"

"Well..."

So fierce.

"Dad, can you give me your phone back?" Qiao Chengfan looked at Josnian longingly.

"cannot!"

"But without a mobile phone, I can't call you when I miss you in kindergarten."

"I don't miss you."

"..." Qiao Chengfan looked at the sky.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Josnian asked.

When the little guy had a fever in the morning, his face was red, he didn't say anything, he didn't drink water, and he didn't move.

He was a little panicked.

It is impossible for such a son not to be precious.

"I don't feel bad when I see my father."

"Who did you learn it from?" Josnian smiled.

It was rare for Qiao Chengfan to see Old Qiao smile. When he smiled, he was flattered.

The little guy also laughed and pestered Josnian.

Family members say that Lao Qiao is as cold as ice and not easy to get close to, but he thinks Lao Qiao is quite nice most of the time.

Especially good to him.

Of course, except when you lose your temper.

The little guy's warm and fleshy hands were around Josnian's neck, and Josnian curled his lips.

"Dad, I like Qiqi so much, do you like it?"

"..."

"Answer me, answer me." Qiao Chengfan started acting coquettishly.

"dislike."

"Why..." The little guy was very hurt, especially hurt.

The little mouth suddenly became deflated.

"She doesn't like me, why should I like her?"

"But Qiqi likes me very much, why don't I like you?"

"Where did you get so many and why?"

"Because I'm cute."

"..."

Josnian pinched his face and curled his lips.

Qiao Chengfan was hungry and his stomach was growling, so Josnian made him some food himself.

The little guy was even more flattered.

Josnian took his temperature again and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the fever was almost gone.

Qiao Chengfan was eating and talking to Josnian.

However, he usually speaks and Josnian listens.

The afternoon sunlight shines in through the window and falls on the floor in small pieces, refracting the chaotic landscape.

The sycamore tree outside the window is still as tall as before, but autumn has arrived and the leaves have almost fallen.

The room was quiet and peaceful.
Chapter completed!