Brother's Road to Promotion

Sometimes it's easier for a little doll, especially a long, pleasing little doll, to please than it is for a cute teenager, or a handsome young man.

Most people in the world have always been more patient with pups.

As for the little dolls who are under one year old, sometimes their behavior is always difficult for adults to understand, but they can't help but laugh at them.

Song Yu has a fan that he is used to, the top is like the jade ring that Jiang Yu gave him, and it is painted with two fish connected end to end. When the weather gets hotter, Song Yu habitually takes it with him, and he opens it and shakes it twice whenever he has something to do. .

According to the frequency of shaking the fan, to be honest, it is actually not much bigger than the wind blowing in from the window crack, and it has no practical significance at all.

Just paired with Song Yu's handsome and compelling face, it really added a romantic and chic charm.

Although no one appreciated it in his own family, Song Yu never gave up on this kind of behavior.

However, one day, by accident, he found someone he "appreciated".

It was an extremely normal day, Jiang Yu went out after breakfast, leaving only Song Yu and Song Yuan at home.

Song Yuan was full, and was still placed on the blanket in Song Yu and Jiang Yu's room, and followed him to crawl around.

Soong Yu leaned on the bed and flipped through the book casually with one hand. The weather has warmed up a little. Although the windows and doors are wide open, there is no wind blowing in.

Song Yu casually touched the fan on the side. With a flick of his wrist, the fishbone fan that was half the size of a washbasin made a muffled sound and spread out in his hand.

This time, Song Yu really wanted to fan the flames, but God didn't give him a chance, but Fang opened up, and before he could move his wrist, he was interrupted by the clear laughter of the child.

"Chuckles..."

Song Yu raised his eyelids to look at the sound, and saw that Song Yuan was sitting on the carpet two steps away from him, smiling happily at him. His round eyes were bent into crescents, and his open mouth showed Four neat millet teeth.

Song Yuan was originally cute, but the way he smiled now can make the waiter and Shunxin soften.

Song Yu put away the fan for some reason, but Song Yuan stopped laughing for a while, and just blinked at his father with a pair of big round eyes.

Song Yu drooped his eyelids, ignored him, continued to read, and shook his fan again casually.

"Gluck cluck..."

The little doll's crisp laughter sounded again.

Song Yu raised his eyelids, sat up straight, looked at the fan in his hand, and raised his eyebrows condescendingly at the little doll on the ground.

Then, he closed the fan tentatively, and unfolded it with a "swish".

Sure enough, the little doll who was sitting two steps away from him with his feet spread apart grinned and giggled again.

Song Yu really couldn't figure out the children's brain circuit.

Song Yu closed the fan expressionlessly, and unfolded it with a "snap".

"Gluck cluck..."

The childish laughter of the little doll resounded repeatedly in the originally quiet room, and even spread to the yard outside, but the servants who heard it outside couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Song Yu repeatedly opened and closed the fan, watching the round fat dumpling seemed to be laughing and then stopped, but he was still a step too slow, the little fat man probably lost his strength from laughing, and grunted with the laughter Then he fell down.

An Jing lay face down on the ground, but after a while, she supported herself with two fat arms and raised her face to look at Song Yu.

His eyes were shining, his eyes were wet, and he looked at the familiar person sitting on the couch ignorantly.

Song Yu's originally expressionless face slowly revealed a smile, his eyes were gentle and he said in a low voice, "Little fool!"

Song Yuan was in good health since he was a child, until he was more than two years old when he fell ill due to a sudden change in the weather.

There are quite a lot of people who follow Song Yuan to take care of them, but even if they add clothes in time, because they are young and playful, they can't stand being blown by the wind after sweating.

The next day, I started to have fever and cough.

Although Song Yu promptly invited a pediatrician to visit him for diagnosis and treatment, they encountered another problem afterwards.

The little baby's self-healing ability is poor, and in the end it still needs to be combined with soup and medicine.

And soup medicine, usually not good to drink.

At this moment, Song Yuan has already walked very steadily and spoken quite clearly. Not only that, he also has his own thoughts, and he can distinguish good from bad.

As for the decoction, he refused to enter it.

Because of Song Yuan's illness, Jiang Yu and Song Yu circled around Song Yuan all day, not even going out.

Song Yuan refused to drink the soup.

Jiang Yu could only take a sip of the soup with a specially made spoon, coaxing him: "Xiao Yuaner, come, eat some sugar."

Due to illness, Song Yuan had a poor appetite, and the soup was dark. Seeing the seriousness of the two fathers, although he didn't know what happened, he subconsciously refused to cooperate.

Song Yuan was originally sitting in Song Yu's arms, but now he turned his head and pointed his butt at Jiang Yu.

Seeing this, Song Yu forcefully turned the little fat man's head out to face Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu scooped up a spoonful of decoction and brought it to Song Yuan's lips, but Song Yuan pressed his lips tightly. Even if Jiang Yu stuffed it into his lips, most of the decoction would flow out, and the other half would be tapped by him. The little tongue stuck out.

Not only that, but also began to cry loudly, crying, "Biao Biao Biao..."

Song Yu said, "Let's drink it."

Jiang Yu was a little bit reluctant to see his crying miserable son, thought for a while, and went to get all kinds of snacks that the little fat man likes, sugar pox.

When the little fat man stopped crying, he brought the snack to his lips.

Song Yuan has actually been able to distinguish the difference between medicine and snacks at this moment. Seeing the snacks that are restricted by the two fathers every day in front of him, he pursed his mouth and looked at his Xiaoyu daddy, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation and opened his eyes. She moved her pink lips closer.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes, and when the little fat man consciously opened his lips, he swiftly replaced the pastry in his left hand with the soup in his right and put it into the fat man's mouth.

The little fat man swallowed it in one gulp, slammed his mouth unresponsively, then frowned, and burst into tears in an instant.

When he was aggrieved and stopped crying again, and Jiang Yu wanted to repeat the old plan, the little fat man turned his head, put his chubby arms around his daddy's neck, and buried his face in his daddy's neck In his arms, he refused to lift it up again.

Jiang Yu was a little helpless for a while.

Song Yu turned his face sideways, glanced at the baby in his arms, and raised his eyebrows.

Put down the little fat man who was standing on his lap and couldn't even look at him, stretched out a palm towards Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu blinked, and handed the warmed medicine bowl to Song Yu's hand with both hands.

After a cup of tea.

The little fat man who was nestled in Song Yu's arms has turned to throw himself into the arms of his father Xiaoyu, crying heartbreakingly.

"Woooooooo..."

Hot tears kept rolling down Jiang Yu's neck, hiccupping while crying and complaining, "Daddy, bad!"

Jiang Yu felt distressed, but couldn't laugh or cry over and over again, "Which father is bad?"

"Yu... woo woo woo..."

"Daddy Fish..."

"You say I'm bad, then go to Da Yu's."

"Whoa whoa whoa..."

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry..."

Song Yu, who mercilessly poured down a bowl of decoction, wiped his hands, as stable as Mount Tai, but he didn't intend to coax him at all.

It's just that children often remember to eat but not to hit.

Obviously, when Song Yu poured the decoction, he was extremely ruthless, no matter how much the little fat man cried, he pinched his chin mercilessly and poured a spoonful into his stomach.

He even hugged Jiang Yu's neck and scolded Song Yu for being a bad father every time after taking the medicine, but as soon as he recovered from his illness, the little fat man immediately forgot about the past.

"How is Daddy Xiaoyu?"

"it is good!"

"Is Da Yu Da Yu okay?"

"it is good!"

The little fat man answered loudly and affirmatively.

Not only that!

Having been together for so many years, Jiang Yu and Song Yu are completely old couples.

It is quite natural to flirt occasionally during the day.

However, although Song Yuan, who is over two years old, is fat, he has quick legs and feet, and he can run all over the yard by himself, even the nanny can't stop him, let alone a door.

Just when the two lips were pressed together, there was a light knock on the door from outside.

Song Yuan's tender voice yelled outside: "Daddy, Daddy, stay away..."

The two people inside the door could only look at each other, and separated helplessly.

Jiang Yu straightened his clothes and went to open the door. The little baby who had just reached his lap rolled in with a grunt, and the nanny who followed him smiled at Jiang Yu helplessly and stood by the door.

Jiang Yu helped the little doll who worked as hard as climbing a gate, and sighed.

When the little fat man rolled onto the carpet in the room with a grunt, and then quickly got up and ran towards Song Yu, Jiang Yu could only sigh secretly, what a nimble fat man.

Because Song Yu spent more time at home than Jiang Yu, Song Yuan's fat man was closer to Song Yu who was a little colder than Jiang Yu.

Sure enough, following the little fat man into the room, Jiang Yu saw Song Yuan wrapped around Song Yu's thigh like a pendant.

Although Song Yu had a cold face, he still bent over and picked up the child.

Jiang Yu stepped forward, reached out and tapped the little fat man's nose, "Little heartless."

Song Yu smiled, leaned forward with the child in his arms, and lightly touched Jiang Yu's lips, "It's good that I have a conscience."

Jiang Yu looked at Song Yu, the corners of his lips raised.

This was supposed to be an extremely warm moment, but the little fat man in the middle who was ignored by the two fathers was dissatisfied. He leaned forward and kissed Song Yu on the cheek, and declared, "My father."

Jiang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, deliberately leaned forward and kissed Song Yu's other cheek, "Obviously it's mine."

The little fat man pouted and turned his head, stretched out his chubby hands to push Jiang Yu's face away, "Mine!"

"Ask your big fish daddy, who does he belong to?"

Song Yu didn't want to deal with the extremely childish bickering between the two of them.

The little fat man hugged Song Yu's neck tightly and emphasized: "It's round!"

Jiang Yu tilted his head, deliberately hugged Song Yu from behind, looked at the little fat man and said, "Mine!"

Song Yuan who couldn't push Jiang Yu away: "Wow..."

Song Yu, who was deafened by the magic sound, turned his head helplessly to look at the child's father with a proud face.

Jiang Yu turned his head away from him, "Hmph!"