The way to save the villain: crazy stickers

Gu Qiyi happily brought two large bags of materials over, "Brother Ji, are these enough?"

"That's enough." Ji Qinghe held his forehead, "You just moved here today and you bought so many materials. Who are you going to let do it?"

Gu Qiyi rolled his eyes, "The housekeeping aunt prepared it. I don't know how to cook."

Ji Qinghe narrowed his eyes, "You can't do it? What will Qiuqiu eat at home? Why did you move here?"

It always feels weird.

Gu Qiyi didn't hide it, "Qiuqiu likes you very much and always talks about you, so I moved here."

The named Qiuqiu was very impressive, "Yes, Dad..."

"You've got me." Ji Qinghe looked at the child in his arms with eyes wide open, and he really couldn't bear to harden his heart.

"What about your morning and lunch meals? You can't go hungry, right?" Ji Qinghe continued to ask.

He used to think Gu Qiyi was quite reliable, why did he look so bad now?

"I can do some simple things."

"Daddy, great!" Qiuqiu echoed.

Ji Qinghe rolled his eyes secretly, what a fool.

Is this called a stick?

What's his name?

"Hold Qiuqiu, I'll go to the kitchen to cook." Ji Qinghe thrust the child into Gu Qiyi's arms angrily.

Gu Qiyi put his son directly on the sofa, "Qiuqiu, can you just play with the blocks on the coffee table? I'll cook with daddy."

Ji Qinghe: "..."

He's not the real father! Is it necessary to role-play like this?

If he hadn't been afraid of hurting Qiuqiu, he would have explained it clearly.

I don’t know why Gu Xu called him daddy the first time he saw him.

A four-year-old son was born out of thin air, and for a moment I really didn’t know what to say.

"I want to accompany you." Qiuqiu grabbed Gu Qiyi's clothes pitifully.

He doesn't want to be alone.

"You stay with Xiaoxu, I can do it on my own." Ji Qinghe didn't worry about the child playing alone in the living room. What if he bumped into him?

He noticed that his coffee table was still made of glass, "Gu Qiyi, see if you can call an errand to send over some anti-collision stickers and put them on all four corners of the coffee table to prevent Xiaoxu from hitting it."

"You have to call me Qiqi." Gu Qiyi sat on the sofa and looked up at Ji Qinghe who was standing and stressed.

Ji Qinghe suddenly met Gu Qiyi's eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling came to his mind.

He looked at the Gu family and his son, and suddenly felt like he had been wronged.

"Qiqi, call an errand quickly." Ji Qinghe changed his words.

Only then was Gu Qiyi satisfied, "Qiuqiu, sit down first, daddy will make a call."

"Yes." Qiuqiu handed the mobile phone on the sofa to Gu Qiyi, "Here, Daddy."

"So good." Gu Qiyi touched his son's head and kissed him as a reward.

He took the phone and clicked an errand on the APP to deliver some children's toys and some anti-collision strips.

Qiuqiu slowly got off the sofa and walked towards the open kitchen with his short legs.

Ji Qinghe was sorting the vegetables at the sink when he saw the little one walking over awkwardly. He put down what he was busy with, squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiuqiu looked at Ji Qinghe with his black eyes and said nothing.

Ji Qinghe asked himself that he didn't understand Gu Qiyi, and he didn't understand what the child meant.

"I want to cook, why don't you go find daddy?"

He, an anorexic, had to cook for the father and son, which was really a sin.

Qiuqiu still stood motionless and didn't speak.

Ji Qinghe wanted to call Gu Qiyi, but he was afraid that the sound would be too loud and scare people.

He asked patiently: "What's wrong? Just tell Dad, Dad will definitely be able to do it."

He calls himself daddy.

What a hell.

"Kiss." Qiuqiu moved his lips and finally choked out one word.

Gu Qiyi lay on the cooking table, "I kissed Qiuqiu just now, so now you have to kiss him too."

Ji Qinghe glared at Gu Qiyi, "How did you develop this habit? Could it be that if you kiss him outside, he will find someone else to kiss him?"

"I didn't train him," Gu Qiyi said innocently: "When I was at home, only my brother and sister-in-law would kiss Qiuqiu, and Qiuqiu wouldn't talk to anyone else outside."

Not to mention kissing.

"It's not because you are dad."

Ji Qinghe was a little embarrassed and whispered: "You obviously know it's not the case."

"Huh?" Gu Qiyi looked at Ji Qinghe doubtfully.

"It's nothing." Ji Qinghe lowered his head and kissed Qiuqiu's cheek, and said gently: "Okay, Xiaoxu, just follow daddy, okay? Don't run around."

Qiuqiu nodded vigorously, "Very well behaved."

"Hurry and take Xiaoxu out," Ji Qinghe urged: "Otherwise you won't be able to broadcast live at eight o'clock."

"Ah, that's right!" Gu Qiyi almost forgot, "Qiuqiu usually gets sleepy at eight o'clock, so hurry up."

It's half past six now.

Ji Qinghe raised his chin and said, "Get out quickly, don't hinder me here."

The father and son, one large and one small, sat outside with stools and watched Ji Qinghe busy, with the same silly expressions.

Ji Qinghe looked up from time to time, feeling strange in his heart.

It seems like they are really a family of three.

Who would have thought that they had only known each other for a few days?

If Gu Qiyi hadn't been the young master of the Gu family, he would have kicked him out.

A man of unknown origin came up with a four-year-old child and called him daddy.

Those who didn’t know thought they were human traffickers.

This night was the first time Ji Qinghe felt that eating was a relaxing thing.

Even the smell of oil smoke became insignificant.

"Take Xiaoxu to wash his hands." Ji Qinghe put the last dish on the table and said to Gu Qiyi beside him.

Gu Qiyi stood up immediately, "Qiuqiu, let's go wash our hands! Dad made you something delicious."

Qiuqiu stood up, stood up straight, and followed Gu Qiyi obediently into the bathroom.

The cell phone on the coffee table was vibrating constantly.

Ji Qinghe froze and walked over. When he saw the caller ID, it turned out to be Ji Jianguo.

The good mood disappears in an instant.

He didn't know what Ji Jianguo wanted to say to him, if he had any new suggestions, or which relative he wanted to join Ji's family.

He resisted answering the phone.

"Brother Ji, it's time to eat." Gu Qiyi went back to the next door room and brought the children's stool over, "Sit down Qiuqiu."

Ji Qinghe stared at the phone, clenching his hands into fists, not knowing whether to answer the phone or not.

"Is it uncle?" Gu Qiyi walked to Ji Qinghe and picked up the phone, "Shall I pick it up for you?"

Ji Qinghe was stunned for a moment and murmured: "You help me?"

"That's right. I'm calling you after dinner is over. Doesn't it mean uncle doesn't want to eat? I'll tell him you're busy." Gu Qiyi suggested.

Ji Qinghe has never thought about letting others pick him up on his behalf?

Is this possible?

"Hey, is this Uncle Ji? Hello, uncle, I am Gu Qiyi..."

Gu Qiyi chatted with Ji Jianguo on the other end of the phone for a while.

While he pulled Ji Qinghe to the dining table, he motioned for him to sit down.

"Uncle, Brother Ji and I are good friends. It's time to eat. Have you not eaten yet?"

Ji Jianguo understood the hint, and after a few instructions, he hung up the phone.

"It's so simple." Gu Qiyi shook his phone, so he didn't stare at it in a daze every time.

After speaking, he patted Ji Qinghe's head.