Although he said this, he picked up the little mouse very gently with his hands. At the same time, he gently opened the legs of the little mouse's trousers to see if his knees were okay.
"Woooo..."
There was a big bruise on the knee. The aunt in the kitchen rushed out when she heard the noise. Even Rong Jiajia upstairs heard the noise and ran out. Then she saw the little mouse crying there.
"I told you not to cry. A man who bleeds and doesn't shed tears, so what's the point of crying about such a minor injury!"
At first, when he was just crying silently, Han Hao was a little bit distressed. But now when he saw the little mouse, his voice was filled with pain, and it seemed like it was his fault. He became a little angry, and rushed towards the little mouse angrily.
Rong Jiajia, who came downstairs, heard the words, "It's so good to die."
When I hurried down to check, I happened to see Han Hao standing next to the little mouse who had been crying. However, Han Hao was not comforting the little mouse, but looked at the little mouse impatiently.
Being looked at by his father with such eyes, even though the little mouse felt sad, he still held back his tears. Rong Jiajia looked at this scene and was so angry that she was about to go forward and have a big argument with Han Hao, but she didn't want to
Seeing Han Hao actually pull out two pieces of paper from the coffee table nearby, Rong Jiajia was stunned for a moment and her movements froze.
"Look at your tears and runny nose. If you didn't know better, you'd think I was bullying you."
Han Hao spoke reluctantly while gently wiping away the tears on the little mouse's face. His movements were completely inversely proportional to the tone of his words.
Rong Jiajia, who was not far away, looked at this scene, shook her head helplessly, and glanced at the cake on the ground. After a simple look at the general outline of the matter, she was able to make a rough guess. After smiling slightly,
Then he turned around and went upstairs again. Sometimes he should leave some alone time for the father and son.
When going upstairs, Rong Jiajia did not forget to shake her head at the aunt who came out of the kitchen, meaning to tell her not to disturb the father and son. The wife who always paid special attention to the young master actually let herself go this time.
Ignoring it, I glanced at the awkward father and son over there. Auntie also understood what Rong Jiajia meant, nodded with a smile, and returned to the kitchen.
Neither the father nor the son in the living room noticed this. Han Hao patiently wiped away the little mouse's tears and waited for him to calm down. After that, Han Hao pursed his lips and said, "You said you are a man."
My child, why do you love to shed tears so much? When I was a child, your father and I would not even raise an eyebrow when my grandfather beat me hard."
Han Hao shook his head as he spoke. He was obviously very dissatisfied with his son's tendency to cry. The little mouse's eyes were full of tears. The tears that he had just stopped suddenly changed again because of Han Hao's words.
It was watery and looked like it might cry at any time.
"What, what's wrong? I can't say anything anymore."
Seeing the little mouse like this, Han Hao panicked all of a sudden and became a little embarrassed to speak. The little mouse looked at his father strangely. It was rare to see his father's face, other than the expression of disgust towards him, show no regard for him.
He had a worried look, although it was very subtle, but he still felt it.
"I broke the cake my dad gave me, so I..."
The little mouse pursed his lips, wiped away his tears and snot vigorously, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and finally told the reason why he was so uneasy.
"ah?"
Han Hao thought a lot, but he never thought that the little mouse was crying because of this. Especially the words the little mouse said about the cake bought by his father were so heart-warming that Han Hao almost cried. He never thought of this little fart.
The child has a warm and masculine temperament at a young age.
"Really, if you like it so much, I can just buy another one for you next time. You don't need to use your nose either."
Han Hao rubbed his nose. Sometimes he really couldn't understand what these children were thinking and always said strange things. However, after this incident, Han Hao finally understood some of the children.
Although they can be willful sometimes, they are much more considerate than adults.
"Okay, stop being depressed and ask Auntie to clean it up. I'll go see what your mother is doing and why she hasn't come down yet."
Han Hao suddenly didn't know how to get along with the little mouse. After saying that, he was a little anxious to leave. When he was about to leave, he felt something pulling at the corner of his clothes, preventing him from moving freely.
Turning his head, Han Hao looked down and saw that the person holding the corner of his clothes was the little mouse. He looked at the little mouse suspiciously. The little mouse saw his father looking at him because of his actions, and his face was full of smiles.
Said: "Dad, when will you bring me a cake next time?"
Hearing this, Han Hao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the little mouse to ask such a question. He waited expectantly for Han Hao's answer, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see Han Hao's answer. He knew that he was a little carried away and disappointed.
He let go of his hand.
"Dad, I, I'm going to call aunt now."
Turning around in disappointment, letting go of Han Hao's clothes, the little mouse said in a frustrated tone.
"In that case, let's go to that restaurant to eat tomorrow."
Unexpectedly, Han Hao would say this. The little mouse was very happy and turned his head in surprise. His eyes were full of surprises and expectations.
Han Hao didn't expect that just a simple sentence could make the little guy so happy. He was a little stunned for a moment: "Well, if you are happy, dad will take you there often in the future."
Seeing the other party's very happy look, Han Hao couldn't help but said such a sentence directly. After finishing speaking, he realized that he had said such irresponsible words just to see more of that smiling face, but the words had already been said.
I have spoken out, and as a father, I cannot break my promise.
"Father..." The word that suddenly appeared in Han Hao's mind made him feel incredible. He had been a father for several years, but except for the year when the little mouse was born, he felt like a father.
, recently, he seemed not to realize that he was a father.
Thinking that he, as a father, had been competing with his son for favor, no matter what it was, made Han Hao feel a little embarrassed to continue to stay.
"Okay, hurry up and call Auntie. Don't wait any longer. By the way, tell Auntie that dinner is ready. I'll go up and call your mother."
After Han Hao said something to the little mouse, he went upstairs directly, and the little mouse also ran to the kitchen happily.
Looking at the bedroom door, Han Hao suddenly hesitated. Before he came up, he always felt that he was not wrong. If he was wrong, it was that he cared too much about Rong Jiajia, and the woman Rong Jiajia was too careless.
It was caused by attaching importance to his husband.
But at that moment, he suddenly realized that he was the one who was wrong from the beginning. He shouldn't blame the little mouse for everything. The little mouse was just a child and didn't understand anything. How could he put such a heavy burden on himself?
Something is placed on his body.
"Why are you standing here in a daze?!"
The door of the room was suddenly opened. Rong Jiajia stood there and looked at Han Hao, who was wandering at the door. His face was full of confusion. However, when he saw the expression on Han Hao's face when he saw her, Rong Jiajia's lips curled up.
Secretly, I couldn't help showing a nice curve.
"Come in!"
He stretched out his hand and pulled Han Hao into the room. Rong Jiajia's movement was so sudden that Han Hao couldn't resist it for a moment. He followed Rong Jiajia's force and lay down on the bed, while Rong Jiajia sat down on the bed.
on him.
This gesture was so ambiguous that it made Han Hao's head forget to move for a while. You must know that the two of them had been in separate beds for a while. It was a miracle that Han Hao could hold back and not attack Rong Jiajia. Where?
There are other things on my mind.
"Now, honey, don't you want me?"
Rubbing Han Hao's lips affectionately, Rong Jiajia had a mischievous smile on her lips. When she felt that somewhere in Han Hao's body was reacting just because of her intimate gesture, Rong Jiajia's smile became even more curved.
, it can be seen that she is in a very happy mood at this moment.
"You, don't tease me on purpose."
In the past, Rong Jiajia often did this. When Han Hao was teased to the point where he couldn't bear it, he would pull away. Every time Han Hao was driven by Rong Jiajia's actions, he would go crazy. Now when he met Rong Jiajia, it seemed that
He wanted to use the same method again. Although his body wanted it very much, Han Hao still spoke in a strong and calm voice.
"If you don't try, how will you know I'm teasing you?"
After kissing Han Hao forcefully on the mouth, Rong Jiajia gave Han Hao a wink. It was okay. These words were directly telling Han Hao to let him do it.
"Really, you woman, why do you act like this every time!"
Dissatisfied, Han Hao pushed the woman who set fire to him with force, and the two immediately exchanged positions. Now it was Han Hao's turn to look at Rong Jiajia condescendingly: "This way suits me better.
"
After saying that, he directly put his mouth together, and the two of them were stuck together in an instant. After all, there had been nothing like that for a while. This contact was like dry wood meeting a fire, and it instantly ignited the relationship between the two.
of flame.
The temperature of the room rose a lot in an instant. When the temperature gradually dropped, the two of them finally regained their senses. Rong Jiajia's face was red. Her son was downstairs, but she actually woke up before it was night.
Doing something like this with Han Hao is embarrassing.
"Ah, if it weren't for the little guy waiting for us to eat, I would really want to pin you down on the bed and do it twice more. Anyway, I have endured it for a long time."