The nanny knelt down and explained guiltily that she had neglected her duty. After Gu An took a bath, she realized that she had not prepared pajamas for the little boy in advance.
"I understand, thank you Aunt Li."
Thinking that he was in a period of escape, Gu An decided not to care about his clothes and nodded obediently.
"Very good!"
Jiaojiao on the side heard Gu An agree and clapped her hands happily. Suddenly an idea came to her, she smiled slyly, turned around and ran out of the room.
"Dad Qiu, Dad Qiu!"
Jiaojiao quickly ran into Fu Shiqiu's room. There was no living room, no bedroom, and no bathroom. Jiaojiao shouted and looked around, but she couldn't find Fu Shiqiu.
After searching unsuccessfully, Jiaojiao ran to Murong Xincheng's room and opened the door, but was choked by the smell of cigarette smoke in the room and coughed.
"Dad Xin...ahem...Dad Qiu is missing!"
When Murong Xincheng heard Jiaojiao's coughing sound, he stood up and opened the window. The cold wind of late autumn blew in his face, quickly blowing away the smoke in the room and dispersing Murong Xinchen's melancholy.
"Your father Qiu has gone to work."
Murong Xincheng lovingly wrapped Jiaojiao with his coat, worried that the little girl would catch cold, but his voice was already hoarse.
"Father Qiu is so outrageous that he left secretly. The next time Jiaojiao meets Dad Qiu, she must beat him hard!"
The sensible Jiaojiao noticed Murong Xincheng's strange look, deliberately pretended to be fierce, clenched her fists, and said fiercely.
"Yes, he actually left secretly. Jiaojiao must teach him a lesson."
Murong Xincheng's sadness was reduced by half when he heard the little girl's milky and accusatory voice. Murong Xincheng dotingly rubbed her delicate head and whispered in agreement.
"Then what exactly is Qiu's father Jiaojiao doing in such a hurry to find you?"
Looking at the little girl he and Fu Shiqiu adopted together in front of him, Murong Xincheng asked gently.
"I want to use Qiu's father's camera."
She remembered that Dad Qiu had taken pictures of her and Dad Xin with a camera last time. She wanted to borrow it, but she didn't expect Dad Qiu to leave. Jiaojiao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Wait a minute, Xin Daddy will give it to you."
When Murong Xincheng heard Jiaojiao's words, he hesitated, turned and left, and soon returned to the room with a camera in hand.
"Thank you, Dad!"
Jiaojiao happily took the camera from Murong Xincheng and ran out of the room after speaking.
The child's attention was focused on the camera, and she didn't notice the photo her father held in his other hand at all.
In the photo, the delicate smile is like a flower, and the handsome, dignified, enchanting and sycophantic men on the left and right are looking at each other with a smile that lasts forever...
The underground trading city is known to everyone in the industry. Anyang M City has half and half, day and night, day and night. Half is clear and half is dark. During the day, it does a law-abiding tourism business, and at night it becomes a
A place where dark forces are mixed. Night is the home field here.
"Two handsome guys, isn't it too lonely for the two of you to drink together? Why don't you have someone accompany you?"
The woman twisted her body enchantingly, smiled charmingly, and said in a sweet voice, looking at the two men in front of her with her eyes infatuatedly. Excellent! Definitely the best among the best!
"Miss, I'm sorry, we don't need it."
One of the younger men, with a warm smile on his face, waved his hand politely to the woman, and replied helplessly that this was the thirty-fifth woman who had taken the initiative to talk.