The only favorite at the tip of my heart: Mr. Huo, don't make trouble

"Chenchen... don't cry, okay?"

Xia Nuanxin held her chin, and looked at Xia Luocheng sitting on the floor in a discussing tone.

Xia Luocheng wiped his tears with two small hands alternately, crying out of breath, all kinds of toys beside him were scattered all over the ground, and the Lego building blocks he had just built were also overturned by him. How wronged.

Qiu Yating worked overtime in the company, so there were only Xia Nuanxin and Xia Luocheng in the whole house.

Speaking of before, Xialuo City was always full of little ghosts and very sensible, but today, when he found out that the little sugar man was gone, he started to cry and make a scene.

No matter how Xia Nuanxin asked, he refused to say the reason, but kept wiping tears there.

Xia Nuanxin had never encountered such a situation, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while, and felt very helpless.

"Mom... Where's my little sugar man? Whoa whoa..."

"Don't cry, okay? That uncle brought you the little sugar man back in a while last time, okay?" Xia Nuanxin used her patience to the extreme so as not to teach him a lesson.

At this time, the mobile phone on the table vibrated, and Xia Nuanxin picked it up almost as soon as it rang.

"Hello...Hello?"

"I have arrived."

"I'm coming right now!"

Xia Nuanxin got up from the floor in a hurry, and she had been sitting on the floor with him just now to comfort Charlotte.But even after five years, she still has little experience in raising children.

The weather at the end of autumn was already quite chilly. As soon as Xia Nuanxin went out, she realized that she forgot to change her clothes. She was still wearing thin home clothes...

She paused in her steps, wondering whether she should turn around and change clothes. At this moment, the elevator door opened with a ding.

Huo Beixiao, who was wearing a black windbreaker, strode out of the elevator.

"You...how did you come up?" Xia Nuanxin asked with some embarrassment.

Before Huo Beixiao could answer, the door behind Xia Nuanxin opened, and Xia Luocheng came out of the door with two long streams of snot. When he saw Huo Beixiao, he immediately stopped crying , ran forward in three steps and two steps, pulled Huo Beixiao's sleeve and looked at him eagerly.

"Uncle, is my sugar man with you?"

Xia Luocheng was still wearing thin short-sleeved home clothes, and Xia Nuan was afraid that he would get sick, so she had to bite the bullet and greet Huo Beixiao into the room together.

Because there were children, the heating was turned on early in the house.Fearing that Charlotte would be knocked by running around at home, Qiu Yating specially laid a soft cashmere blanket on the ground, so that even if a child younger than Charlotte fell at home, it would not be damaged.

The decoration in the house is very simple and elegant, which is the same as Qiu Yating's whole person. Only occasionally in the details can Xia Nuanxin's handwriting be seen.

For example, the clear textured vase on the windowsill.

As soon as he entered the room, Xia Luocheng couldn't wait to pull Huo Beixiao's sleeves, and couldn't wait to look at him with his small face up.

Xia Nuanxin took a tissue to wipe Xia Luocheng's face, but was turned away by the child.

"Chenchen!"

Xia Nuanxin's voice suddenly became harsh, Xia Luocheng has such a bad temper, as long as she gets angry, no matter what Xia Nuanxin does, he will ignore it.

In order to correct his bad habit, Xia Nuanxin had already said all the good and bad things.

Seeing this, Huo Beixiao took the tissue in Xia Nuanxin's hand by himself, and waved at Xia Nuanxin, a trace of gentleness appeared on his usually indifferent face for the first time.

Xia Nuanxin sighed, and nodded gratefully and apologetically at Huo Beixiao: "Then you can take care of me for a while, he hasn't eaten all night, I'll go get him some hot food."

Huo Beixiao nodded silently, and after Xia Nuanxin turned around and entered the kitchen, he patted the empty seat next to him and said, "Don't you want a sugar man? Come, sit here."

Xia Luocheng stared at Huo Beixiao with some hesitation, but after all, she still couldn't resist the attraction of the sugar man, and slowly moved to Huo Beixiao's side, and climbed onto the sofa with both hands and feet.

Huo Beixiao took out the little black and white sugar figure from his pocket in a funny way, shook it at Chenchen, and said, "Want it?"

As soon as Chenchen saw his little sugar man in front of him, he was too busy to reach out to grab it, but Huo Beixiao flicked him and dodged it.

Huo Beixiao looked into Chenchen's eyes seriously and said, "A man doesn't shed tears easily. Didn't your mother tell you? Tell uncle, why do you want this little sugar man so much?"

He took a look at the candy figure in his hand, and it was an ordinary professional male who split up in the [-]th middle school. He even looked a bit old-fashioned. For a child, it is really puzzling that he would like such a thing.

Seeing that Huo Beixiao still had conditions, Chenchen's expression changed, and the corners of his mouth, which had finally calmed down, suddenly shrunk.Pretending to cry again.

"You cry, no matter how hard you are, uncle will eat the little sugar man!"

Huo Beixiao made a gesture to tear the packing bag in his hand, and Chenchen rushed over to grab it anxiously.

But how could he beat Huo Beixiao with his small body of a five-year-old child?

Huo Beixiao didn't know what happened to him today, he was so curious about a child's inner activities, it was because he was old and his father's love was flooding...

Or is it simply because...

This is Xia Nuanxin's child?

Chenchen couldn't beat Huo Beixiao no matter what, so he sat on the sofa without moving his mouth as soon as he pouted.

Huo Beixiao felt a little bit coquettish. How could a five-year-old child be so persistent?Facing the thing he loves, he fights and refuses to confide his heart easily?

Chenchen opened his big eyes, and looked back and forth between Huo Beixiao and the sugar man, as if he was deliberating whether to exchange his little secret for this sugar man.

Finally, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the sugar man, so he let go.

He moved his small body closer to Huo Beixiao, then turned his head and looked towards the kitchen mysteriously, and said softly: "Then let me tell you, don't tell my mother."

Looking at Xia Luocheng like this, Huo Beixiao felt funny in his heart, but he knew that despite the appearance of children who don't understand anything at a young age, their hearts are the most sensitive. Show a little disdain, then he will never speak again next time.

So, Huo Beixiao also instantly put on a serious face, lowered his head slightly, and listened intently: "Tell me, I promise not to tell anyone."

The little adult Chenchen sighed, and a trace of loneliness flashed across his expression.

His voice was clear and crisp, but he said in a childish voice, "I miss my dad."

Huo Beixiao's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned instantly: "Why? Your father isn't around?"

Huo Beixiao was puzzled, he met Qiao Yu in Philadelphia a few days ago, is the child so clingy to his relatives now?
After asking a word, the expression on Chenchen's face became even more depressed.

He sighed like a grown-up, glanced at Huo Beixiao, and imitated the tone of an old man who didn't know where he looked, and said: "Other children have fathers, but I don't."

Huo Beixiao was taken aback for a moment: he was very surprised, "...you... Qiao Yu is not your father?"

Chenchen looked over with surprise on his face: "No, why is Uncle Qiao Yu my father?"

What he said was innocent and righteous, but when he heard it in Huo Beixiao's ears, it stirred up huge waves in his heart...

Isn't the child Qiao Yu's?
Is it...

Lin Yao's?
Chenchen didn't realize Huo Beixiao's sudden change of expression, and poured out his little troubles on his own: "The nuns in the ranch said, let me not mention Dad in front of Mom, saying that My mother will be unhappy, angry and sad, and then she will not want me."

When he said this, Chenchen kept looking at the sugar figurine in Huo Beixiao's hand, with that nostalgic look, even if he didn't say the next thing, Huo Beixiao guessed what was going on.

"Do you think...your father looks like this?"

There were still tears in Chenchen's eyes, and he nodded fiercely upon hearing this.

"I dare not tell my mother that I miss my father. I regard the little sugar man as my father, so that when I miss my father, I can take it out and have a look."

What Chen Chen said was serious, but Huo Beixiao was startled when he heard it.

At this moment, he suddenly seemed to see his own shadow in this innocent and kind child.

When he was very young, Huo Zhengde and Wu Qian were also running around for the company. He and Mrs. Lin were always the only ones at home in such a huge movie park. Huo Beixiao's childhood was no better than Chenchen's.

So he can empathize with Chen Chen's feelings at this moment.

"Uncle, can you give me back my father?"

After all, children nowadays are too precocious. At such a young age, they have learned to put their love on things.

Huo Beixiao sighed, and handed the sugar figurine in Chenchen's hands.

Xia Nuanxin warmed up the custard, and was about to bring it out, when she walked to the kitchen door, she stopped suddenly.

In the living room, Huo Beixiao and Xia Luocheng were both sitting on the sofa, their figures, one big and one small, were so close to each other. Chenchen was talking softly and earnestly, while Huo Beixiao listened attentively, sometimes agreeing a little bit head……

This scene has appeared countless times in Xia Nuanxin's dream, but she didn't expect it to appear so realistically in front of her today.

However, the reality is not always satisfactory.

Xia Nuanxin sniffed her sore nose, put on a smile that she thought was fake, and walked out with a bowl of egg custard and a bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls.

Chenchen cried a lot. At this moment, he was already hungry, and he took back the sugar man. He didn't have to go on a hunger strike with Xia Nuanxin anymore, so he dragged two lines of tears and took Xia Nuanxin's hand with a smile. spoon in his pocket, and began to eat his supper himself.

That well-behaved appearance does not look like a child who has just turned five years old.

Xia Nuanxin pushed the wine towards Huo Beixiao, looking a little nervous.

She remembered that when she was still in Yingyuan, Huo Beixiao liked to eat this food the most, and she didn't know if her taste had changed now.

Huo Beixiao glanced at Jiuniang indifferently, but he still didn't make a move after all: "I'm not hungry.

he said lightly.

Instead, he raised his head and looked at Xia Nuanxin with a serious expression.

"Are you... are you hiding something from me?"