The little guy cried and looked at Moma with tears in his eyes. He didn't know where his father was, where was his father?
Gu Nuanxi teased the little guy, and she deliberately shouted, "Husband?"
It was time to push the hair behind. Jiang Chenshao let go of the back of his son's head with his hand. He let out a "ah" and attracted the little guy's attention.
He turned his head, and Jiang Chenshao immediately restricted the child's side and asked the barber to take the back of his head.
Jiang Chenshao spoke on his son's side in a low voice, "Can't you find it for your father?"
The little guy gradually adapted to the buzzing sound and stopped crying. His little fleshy face was buried on his father's shoulder and sobbed.
Gu Nuanxi went aside and continued to tease her son.
The difficult ten minutes passed, but Gu Nuanxi felt that an hour had passed.
Finally, the little guy finished his hair and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
This guy really responded to his mother's words and was difficult to serve.
Jiang Chenshao's son's hair was broken in his neck, because he just held his son's head, which led to the child's hair in his cuffs.
Looking at the bald little guy, Gu Nuanxi picked him up and looked up at the baby he gave birth to, laughing endlessly. "Son, you suddenly have bald head, and mom is not used to it."
Jiang Chenshao got up and patted his hair, "Xiao Nuan, are you doing your hair?"
Gu Nuanxi looked at the ends of her hair in the mirror, "It's not done anymore, let's go back. You and the child are covered in broken hair. Go back and take a shower."
Jiang Chenshao took off his black jacket, and there were many on his shirt.
The filming was not clean, so just like that, Jiang Chenshao went to the front desk to check out.
The little guy didn't have a hat. After a while, Jiang Chenshao went over and hung his black suit directly on his son's head, wrapping him up, like a faceless man in the movie, but his son's face was fleshy.
Her little fat face and crystal tears still hang on her eyelashes.
When he left the barber shop and went to the car, Gu Nuanxi hugged his son, "Your father's neck, cuffs, and body are covered with broken hair, and you are still crying. Is your father good to you?"
The little guy lay in his mother's arms and buzzed twice.
"Then you kiss your dad."
Gu Nuanxi raised the little guy and hugged him to his husband's face. "Husband, you bend over, otherwise your son won't kiss you."
"I won't kiss you anymore." The president was embarrassed to be away.
Gu Nuanxi raised her son, "Anyway, we are only a family of three, and no one can see them. Don't let the child down. Our little meat buns cannot be hit."
After his wife said this, Jiang Chenshao had no choice but to stand there with a smile on his lips and a bent body, allowing a stinky little guy who leaned over to take advantage of the situation.
In the dark, a mobile phone camera pointed at the family of three, and the video was recorded until the family of three got in the car.
Gu Nuanxi was still asking happily: "Does it feel the same when you are kissed by your wife and your son?"
"Can that be the same? His saliva, plus snot bubbles." Jiang Chenshao disliked him, but his face was filled with happiness.
Gu Nuanxi asked playfully, "What about mine?"
Jiang Chenshao looked at his wife with deep eyes, "I'll tell you when I go to bed at night."
The video was not terminated until the family of three left.
Then the video was sent directly to Old Walker's mobile phone.
"Jiang Chenshao, Gu Nuanxi, Jiang Tianzhi!"
Overseas, Walker family.
Old Walker's study only has his own third son, Wei Jie.
Wei Jie stood behind his father and looked at the three photos on his phone. The first one was that he enlarged his face and sneered, "It turns out that he is Jiang Chenshao's nephew who has been hiding for more than ten years."