The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

The chin was bitten all the way by his son's neat row of small white teeth, and it was wet, itchy and numb, and Qi Yue was watched all the way by the way.

Although most of the professors are doing research in the room at the moment, there are always a few who just come out to move experimental equipment or drop by to discuss academics, so this large cub bites me on the spot and successfully entertains the professors.

Facing the teasing eyes of the professors, Qi Yue nodded calmly, and returned to the room without looking sideways.

It has to be said that Yan Yao is his father's little ancestor, even if he is as clean as Qi Yue, he accepts being bitten by his son well, without any sign of going berserk at all.

Back in the bedroom with his son in his arms, Qi Yueteng opened the closet, followed Fang Li's habit of raising cubs in his memory, and found pajamas for Yan Yao.

He found a set of pajamas with pandas printed on them on the inside, touched them, and felt that the thickness and quality were quite acceptable, so he asked, "Is it okay for Yao Yao to sleep in this set?"

"???" The child persisted in biting for so long, just to vent his anger, but his father suddenly discussed pajamas with him in a pleasant manner?

Yan Yao let go of her small mouth in confusion, regained her senses, frowned again, and said fiercely: "Yao Yao is still angry! Dad, don't talk about pajamas!"

"Why are you angry?" Qi Yue hugged his son and sat back on the bed, and said with a cold face, "Didn't Dad just ask you to settle accounts? Now I'm going to sue first, isn't it better for you to lose your temper first?"

That being said, there was no emotion of blame in Qi Yue's eyes at all, and he was completely feigning anger to scare his son.

Yan Yao is such a smart kid, he can tell at a glance that his father is a paper tiger, and retorts angrily: "Father is making trouble for no reason, and I have done nothing wrong, so you will kill me."

"You wanted the pillow from Suzhou North, and you said you didn't do anything wrong?" Qi Yue withdrew his indifferent look, and reasoned in a low voice, "You have a lot of pillows in your room, and Professor Su only has one, so you took him What is the sleeping pillow? Besides, bedding is a relatively personal thing, how can anyone be as childish as you and insist on someone else's?"

These three rhetorical questions in a row were reasonable and well-founded, Yan Yao was immediately stopped by the question, Xiao Cannonball also misfired, and said reluctantly, "Yao Yao likes that pillow, it smells like medicine."

"If you like it, Dad will have someone make you an exact copy. It's not suitable for you to win someone's love. Professor Su loves you, and he won't mind, but Yaoyao is an older child. He is sensible and understands the professor, right? ?" Qi Yue slowed down his voice, and touched his son's fleshy face.

Yan Yao still frowned, she lowered her head and rubbed her cheek against Qi Yue's palm. It took a long time to reach out and climb up on Qi Yue's shoulder, sticking it to his father's arms, and whispered: "Yao Yao likes that pillow , very comfortable to sleep in.”

It was rare for his son to be so persistent in asking for something. Qi Yue couldn't understand the reason, and looked down at the child for a long time.

Yan Yao stopped making trouble, and lay on his father's shoulder, looking at Qi Yue.

After a long time, Qi Yue asked softly: "Is there something about that thing... Forget it, don't say it. If it's about the future, you have to hold it back for Dad."

When Yan Yao heard this, she narrowed her eyes and smiled foolishly. She rubbed against his father's face and said softly, "Don't tell Yaoyao, this... nothing will happen to anyone."

"Yeah." Qi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, patted his son, and carried him to take a bath.

In fact, Suzhou North's pillow is not that special, Yan Yao insisted on it, just because that pillow was used for sleeping when he was a child.

That pillow has been with Suzhou North all year round, and it is a special medicinal pillow made by Suzhou North. It has a strong effect of calming the nerves and driving away dreams.

But why the Suzhou North pillow came into the hands of the young Yan Yao, the child himself did not understand.

All he knew was that the pillow had been there since he was born.But Suzhou North never appeared in his life, at least from the year Yan Yao was born until his death, Suzhou North never appeared.

This made Yan Yao couldn't help suspecting that the pillow was the last gift Suzhou Bei left him.And after his father's personality was fused, he no longer had any contact with the research institute.

This matter is more or less weird, involving a causal cycle, but unfortunately Yan Yao is still too young to figure it out.

After barely fooling around with the pillow matter, Qi Yue unskillfully began to bathe his son.

Fortunately, Yan Yao just had a quarrel, and she is very obedient at the moment, letting her raise her arms, let her bow her head, she is not at all as troublesome as she was torturing Fang Li that day.

After the father and son took turns taking a shower, Qi Yue put his clothes in the washing machine to wash, and when he came out wearing slippers, a small soft lump suddenly fell on his waist.

He looked down, took two steps with his son on his waist, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The child didn't speak, let go of his hands, jumped down, stood on the carpet, and then reached out to hold his father, took the big hand, and dragged him to the laboratory on the other side step by step.

Qi Yue didn't know what happened, raised his eyebrows, and followed.

In the end, Yan Yao took his father all the way to the tallest cabinet in the laboratory, stretched out her little hand, and pointed to the... sugar bowl on the top of the cabinet.

"This candy..." Qi Yue took it down casually, and flipped through it, "It's all nougat, do you like it?"

"I like it. Dad will give me two... three... no, five." Yan Yao stretched out her little hand eagerly.

Qi Yue squatted down in front of his son, peeled off a piece of nougat, held it in his hand and fed it to the child.

This candy seems to be specially made by the research institute. It is not as hard as ordinary nougat, but rather soft, even a child like Yan Yao can chew it easily.

Seeing his son finish eating one quickly, Qi Yue took another one into his hand.

Not to mention how happy she was, Yan Yao said with a smile: "Yao Yao hasn't eaten candy for many days, Dad is so kind."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but when he said this, Qi Yue also remembered the problem that children should not eat too much sugar, looked down at his son for a while, stretched out his hand to pinch the child's successful smiling face, and asked, "Are you fooling Dad again?"

Yan Yao was startled, and quickly reached out to snatch a piece of nougat. She hid her little hand behind her back, blinked her eyes, and said innocently, "I'm not fooling you..."

"Didn't you fool me that you were so quiet, and you secretly pulled Dad over? You just wanted to do something bad, and you were afraid that I would notice something was wrong." Qi Yue rubbed the child's face amusedly.

Seeing that her father was still joking with her, Yan Yao breathed a sigh of relief, snuggled into Qi Yue's arms, and said coquettishly, "Dad, can you give me the sugar bowl?"

As he said that, the child even kissed Qi Yue's chin, his eyes sparkling.

When Qi Yue was poured soup by his son, his mood seemed to be flying in the sky. He immediately stuffed the sugar bowl into the child's arms and coaxed, "Kiss Dad again."

Yan Yao finally got to the sugar bowl, there was nothing she was unwilling to do, and kissed his father's face again, it was so sweet.

He secretly stuffed himself another candy, and fed one to his father, then hugged the sugar bowl and walked towards the bedroom, intending to hide it in the room.

However, the child didn't take a few steps when he was suddenly picked up from behind and the sugar bowl in his hand was taken away.

Immediately afterwards, a calm and indifferent male voice sounded above his head, with Fang Li's unique calmness and inhumanity.

"Take advantage of Dad's absence, how much sugar you ate today, do you still want your teeth?"

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Yao watched helplessly as the sugar jar, which she had finally got her hands on, turned around and returned to the place where it should exist...on the top of the cabinet, she immediately buried her head in aggrieved, trying to escape from reality.

Dad was so bad, luckily he kept one in his pocket.