wealthy male nanny

091

Jing Weitian, who was intoxicated by the Rubik's cube in his hand, remained unmoved, still turning the Rubik's cube with one hand with lowered eyebrows.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Li Sifan, who had a temper, got up from the wicker chair and left like a child, moving very slowly.

What Jing Weitian couldn't stand the most was that Li Sifan "don't want him, ignore him", he would go crazy.

After realizing that he had said something wrong, Li Sifan suddenly stopped his feet and turned his head. What caught off guard was a bright red scratch on Jing Weitian's arm. Dad was wrong, Dad shouldn't have said that to you just now, Dad apologized to you, okay?"

Li Sifan walked in a hurry, his legs and feet were bad, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Jing Weitian in front of him quickly supported him. Looking at his eyes that are exactly the same as Jing Ye's, he said earnestly: "It was Dad who said something wrong that made you sad, why did you hurt yourself? You should punish Dad, you little idiot."

As he said that, Li Sifan reached out and pinched the little whale's cheek, and when he let down his vigilance, he suddenly took out the blade from Jing Weitian's pocket and slashed it directly on the same position as Jing Weitian's arm.

Jing Weitian seemed to have been frightened a lot, his pupils were wide open, and he was fierce and short of breath.

Li Sifan held him down with a smile, and said, "Don't hurt yourself so casually in the future. Otherwise, Dad will accompany you to empathize with you. I will do what I say."

Jing Wei, who was threatened by Li Sifan's soft words and soft words, was in a hurry but did not dare to disobey Li Sifan, so he nodded reluctantly and agreed, and then impatiently took Li Sifan to find the medicine box to rub the medicine for his mother.

Li Sifan let him go, and was pulled to cooperate with all his strength. He lowered his eyes and looked at Jing Weitian who looked worried. He used hydrogen peroxide and iodophor to clean the wound.

He said slowly: "Does the whale feel distressed?" Jing Weitian nodded, still working hard to treat the wound on Li Sifan's arm, "Seeing you scratching yourself, Dad blames himself and hurts like you, so don't be like this in the future, okay? good?"

Jing Weitian still didn't speak, but nodded reluctantly to appease Li Sifan.

"Father's sweet baby!" Li Sifan hugged Jing Weitian, and rubbed his son's head affectionately, full of tenderness.

Except for the people in front of him, Li Sifan would always worry about gains and losses from time to time. He missed his family and wondered what happened to his parents who always thought he was missing.

His father has a bad heart and high blood pressure, and his mother is not in good health. Li Sifan has a knot in his heart that cannot be solved. He is always worried that his disappearance will cause reversible physical and mental harm to Li Jidong and Li Huirong.

But Jing Ye told him not to worry every time, telling him that his parents were fine, and that they had gradually recovered from the pain of "losing" him over the years.

Li Sifan couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, because he didn't want to burden Jing Ye's heart, so he forced a smile every time so that he didn't have to worry about him.

When Jing Ye came in, he happened to see Jing Weitian hugged Li Sifan with his backhand, tapped his toes, kissed Li Sifan's hair consolingly, and patted Li Sifan's back with his small hand obediently, looking like a big kid. The old-fashioned appearance was so out of harmony that Jing Ye wanted to laugh.

Jing Weitian now treats himself as a father and treats Li Sifan as a child!

"How do you feel today?" Jing Ye's voice suddenly sounded between the two of them, and it was no surprise that Jing Weitian's face was full of disgust.

Li Sifan, who was picked up gently by Jing Ye, smiled and answered irrelevantly: "Are you back? Why is it so early today?"

"What's the matter with your arm?" Jing Ye suddenly grabbed Li Sifan's wrist and pushed his sleeve up, then subconsciously turned his head to stare at Jing Weitian.

"I paddled, I paddled. What are you doing staring at the little whale? You overreacted. You have to change it next time."

After Li Sifan finished speaking, Jing Ye noticed that there was also a blade scratch on Jing Weitian's arm, and he understood it, so he shut up.

Their father and son are a bit like Li Sifan and Li Jidong's way of getting along, and to put it bluntly, they are a bit incompatible.

Jing Weitian doesn't like Jing Ye, and Jing Ye doesn't seem to like him very much either. Even though he is his own, he only has responsibility and guilt towards Jing Weitian. As for fatherly love, it's not as good as it is, and it's all taken care of by Li Sifan alone. go.

The last time Jing Weitian had a high fever of 39.8 degrees, Li Sifan reached out to touch the child's forehead. The high fever on the child's forehead made him subconsciously withdraw his hand, it was too hot.

In the end, Jing Ye was only worried about whether his hands would be scalded by Jing Weitian's forehead, so he grabbed them and rubbed them together. The show was a little too much, and Jing Weitian, who was sunbathing on the bed, hated his father even more!

"I was talking to you, why didn't you answer? At least give me a reaction, brother." Li Sifan smiled, he was elated when he saw his elder brother, and Jing Weitian, who was jealous of Jing Ye, would be unhappy, and then hated him.

"Well. I won't be like this in the future, I promise." Jing Ye's eyes looked over, the passion/desire/hotness inside, the two of them had lived a Platonic life for three years.

At first it was Li Sifan who was still recovering from a serious illness, but now Comrade Little Whale watched him to death.