Finally, Bo Jingyan was relieved. He took a look at his wet clothes and let Xiaobao play on the sofa. He went into the bathroom and cleaned them.

    When he came out, he found that Xiaobao was sleeping on the sofa. I didn''t know that this little guy was so tired. Looking at his sleeping face, he could not help but raise his mouth. This is his son, Bo Jingyan''s son!

    "Xiaobao, go back to your room and sleep!" Bo Jingyan patted Xiaobao on the cheek, trying to wake him up, but if he was still asleep.

    No way, he had to pick him up, when the little body was hugged into his arms, he was surprised that this is the weight of a child, so light ah, well, to buy him more delicious, eat fat.

    He took him back to his bedroom, put him on the bed, but he wanted to go out to watch TV, but he just straightened up and was tightly held by a small hand.

    "Dad, don''t go, don''t go, OK?" Xiao Bao''s eyes were still closed, but what he said was pitiful.

    Bo Jingyan took his hand in his backhand and said, "Dear Xiao Bao, dad didn''t leave. Dad just went out to sit in the hall for a while, and then came back to sleep, OK?"

    "No, Dad, will you sleep with me?" Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes, and then gently rubbed his eyes while pulling his fingers called.

    Bo Jingyan had to sit on the edge of the bed and said, "OK, dad is watching you sleep?"

    Xiaobao shook his head. He patted his side and said, "Dad, sleep next to Xiaobao!"

    He grinned impatiently, let go of his hand, got up and went to bed, then lifted the sheet and lay down beside him.

    "Dad, have you ever thought about Xiaobao?" Xiaobao asked with a pair of open eyes and full of expectation.

    Bo Jingyan shook his head and said, "No

    Xiaobao''s face suddenly stepped down, he said sadly: "dad really doesn''t love Xiaobao at all!"

    "What do you think? How can dad not love Xiaobao? That''s because dad doesn''t know about Xiaobao. When did Xiaobao know about dad? " Bo Jingyan gently touched his hair, with a voice of dissatisfaction with Bai Qiulian.

    She should have come back early with Xiaobao, even if she doesn''t love herself, but Xiaobao is her own son, isn''t she?

    "Oh, did dad ever think about mom?" Xiaobao never let go of the opportunity to get information.

    Bo Jingyan was stunned by his question, then he pulled out a smile and said, "don''t ask children about adults."

    Has he ever thought about Bai Qiulian? The answer is yes, but there are too many emotions mixed with missing. Even he began to doubt whether he would miss more or hate more.

    Xiao Bao skimmed his mouth and changed the topic to ask, "does Dad tell stories?"

    Tell a story? A thousand moves and one night?

    No more

    "Will dad tell me a story?" Xiaobao looked at him with a happy face and asked, since he was a child, he had a wish that when he slept with his father, he must tell him a story.

    Bo Jingyan felt that his forehead was covered with black lines again. He said solemnly, "Xiaobao, there is no storybook at home. Besides, you should be independent. It''s not good to listen to stories before you go to bed."

    "But Mommy said that bedtime stories are the best for me. She also said that she would tell Xiaobao bedtime stories in the future." Xiaobao''s face is full of grievances. He starts to think about mummy.

    Bo Jingyan didn''t realize Xiaobao''s thoughts, but said seriously: "you should learn to fall asleep on your own. Can''t you listen to stories during the day? Sleep well. "

    Xiaobao''s eyes were already full of tears. He raised his little face and looked at him pitifully, saying, "Daddy, Mommy will tell stories to Xiaobao. Daddy, where''s Mommy? I''m looking for Mommy The more I think about him, the more I feel sad. The more I feel sad, the more tears I have. Soon, like a broken pearl, I wet a sheet.

    Seeing his tears, his heart seemed to be pulled by something. He quickly said in a warm voice: "Xiao Bao, don''t cry. Will dad tell you a story?"

    "I don''t want to listen to stories, I want mommy, I want mommy, Wuwuwuwu..." he began to cry out of breath.

    No, what should I do? He seems to have stepped on thunder.

    Some of his big head stood up, looking at the weeping Xiaobao, frowning tightly, and then subconsciously picked up the mobile phone.

    When he reacts, he has dialed Bai Qiulian.

    "Hello, who is it?" Bai Qiulian co-exist his number, at the moment is in a hurry to design draft, subconsciously asked.

    Bo Jingyan''s anger suddenly came up. He gritted his teeth and said, "your son is looking for you!"

    Then he handed the mobile phone to Xiaobao. Xiaobao, who was still crying, took it as soon as he saw it. He called to the mobile phone: "Mommy, I miss you."

    When Bai Qiulian responds that it''s Bo Jingyan''s phone call, she hears the soft call. Her heart is moist and she asks, "what''s wrong with Xiaobao? Are you with dad now? "

    Xiaobao nodded, choked and said, "Mommy, I miss you. I want you to tell me a story."

    The poor little voice was a little hoarse,

    Bai Qiulian''s heart is also a little sad, she gently comforted him and said: "where''s dad? Tell Dad to tell you

    "Dad doesn''t tell me stories, he let me sleep, Wuwuwuwu..." Xiaobao cried again.

    When Bo Jingyan heard his complaint, he suddenly felt like a jerk.

    "How about Mommy picking you up?" Bai Qiulian asked in a low voice. In fact, she didn''t want to be separated from him. Today, she wanted to bring him back. If so, take him back.

    On hearing this, Xiao Bao shook his head and said, "no, I don''t want to. I still don''t want to go back."

    His task has not been completed. How can he go back?

    Seeing his stubborn tone, Bai Qiulian had to sigh and ask, "does Mommy tell you a story now?"

    Xiao Bao raised his tearful eyes and looked at Bo Jingyan. After trying to control his tears, he said, "no, Mommy, I''ll be fine. Mommy will be fine too. Xiao Bao loves Mommy..."

    Said, his tears fell down again, since childhood he and Bai Qiulian together, this is the first time to leave her side, he can do this is very good.

    After all, every child who has just left his mother has a sense of separation anxiety.

    After he hung up, Xiao Bao calmly handed back his mobile phone to Bo Jingyan, then climbed onto the bed, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.