hi don't run

Dong Yi got out of the car and came to Shao Zian's side, walked around him, raised his eyebrows, "Did I hit you?"

This question is a waste of a question, he is standing here well, but he is just a little dazed, and the plastic bag he is carrying has not even landed, so how could he be hit.

But these days, many people are touching porcelain, and they may blackmail you.

Shao Zian swallowed his saliva, this man stood in front of him like a mountain...too tall.

It is worth mentioning that Shao Zian is 17 years old, 170cm tall and 90g in weight.

Dong Yi is 32 years old, 199cm tall and 80kg in weight.

The two stood together, the visual impact was too strong.

Shao Zian slightly pursed his lips and shook his head, "It's fine."

After speaking, holding the bag, I wanted to go around and go home.He has been out for a while, and if he doesn't go back, I'm afraid he won't be able to finish the dinner for the evening.

Dong Yi stretched out his hand to hold him, and raised his eyebrows, "Where are you going? I'll see you off." After pulling his hand, he realized that the child was skinny, with no flesh at all, so skinny, no wonder he looked so skinny. Looks fragile.

Shao Zian shook his head again, he didn't want to get in touch with strangers.

Dong Yi let go. He didn't want to force this kind of thing. He apologized and showed his favor. If people don't accept it, he can't be blamed.

Shao Zian returned to Zhang Mao's house, prepared all the ingredients according to the recipe he found, turned on the rice cooker, and then turned around to continue working on a few stews.

Although he grew up abroad, he doesn't like Western food. He prefers Chinese food, and he especially likes the Northeast Kang where a group of people gather to eat and drink.Although he hadn't experienced it himself, he always felt that there were more people and lively watching the pictures sometimes shown on TV.

He doesn't like to talk, but it doesn't mean he doesn't like to be lively.

When Shao Wenfeng saw Han Mo's text message, it was already past the off-duty time every day, so he hurriedly called and asked.

Han Mo was holding the little baby and feeding the rice paste, afraid that the little thing would eat two bites first if he was hungry.

"I'm at Zhang Mao's house. I'll send you the address. You can just come here. Zi'an cooks, and I can smell the aroma."

Shao Wenfeng responded, picked up the car keys and left.

Shao Zian brought the stir-fried vegetables to the table, chicken and mushrooms squatted in the casserole on the stove, and beef brisket stewed with tomatoes. He washed his hands twice, wiped them clean, and moved to Han Mo's side, looking at the little baby very curiously.

Han Mo put the phone aside where the little baby couldn't catch it, turned his head to look at Shao Zian, saw that he wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch him, smiled lightly and raised his hand to put the chubby baby in his arms, Lifting his chin, "here, your nephew, give you a hug."

Shao Zian was dumbfounded, his nephew?

With a stiff body, he held the little baby with both hands. Maybe he was too nervous, and the little baby twisted uncomfortably, and his mouth was flattened.

"Relax, he will feel uncomfortable if you are so nervous." Han Mo pulled his arm, saw his son stretched his eyebrows, and nodded, "Isn't your elder brother's child your nephew? I gave birth."

Shao Zian still didn't react to his generous and acknowledging tone. He suddenly raised his head to look at Han Mo, then looked down at the baby in his arms who was looking up at him curiously, and stared in surprise. Big eyes, "My brother's child?"

"Well, our son." Han Mo stood up, stretched himself, and walked around the kitchen.

Shao Zian looked at the little baby in his arms, the little baby sniffed and sniffed his little nose, moved his chubby arms, twisted in his arms, sat on the little uncle's lap with his meaty buttocks, pouted dissatisfiedly, " Whirring whirring."

Shao Zian, who didn't know why, looked at the little baby, feeling a little puzzled for a moment.

What does this mean?

With a piece of pig's trotter in his mouth, Han Mo leaned over to feed the little baby an egg yolk, the little guy chewed and swallowed happily, and opened his mouth again.

Han Mo looked at the trotter in his hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Anyway, my son is teething, so let's chew slowly so he won't choke.

The two chubby hands were holding the pig's trotter, and the little baby opened his mouth and rubbed the tendons of the pig's trotter with his baby teeth, and he couldn't bite down on it for a while.

The fleshy cheeks all puffed up, biting hard.

Shao Zian watched happily, helped him to sit more stably, turned his head to look at Han Mo, "You won't swallow it?"

Shaking his head, Han Mo took an orange and peeled it in his hand, without raising his head, he said: "No, he can't bite off the meat, and he chews it himself before swallowing it. If you don't give it to him, he will eat it later." Cry. This little guy is so smart, he can read your face."

Shao Zian didn't believe it, and raised his hand to take the pig's trotters that the little baby was holding in his meaty paws. The little baby blinked his big eyes, wrinkled his small eyebrows, and his small mouth was about to cry.

Quickly stuffed the pig's trotters to him again, and the little guy immediately opened his small mouth and continued to chew happily.

"He's so cute." Shao Zian showed a rare smile and turned to look at Han Mo, "What's his name?"

"Han Ruiye." Han Mo shrugged, handed him half of the orange, and brought his son back to wipe his hands and mouth, and it was almost time for dinner.

The little baby looked at Han Mo's chin dissatisfied, and leaned over to bite Han Mo's chin with two murmurs.

Dad is a bad guy, he won't give you meat, and he will bite you.

Han Mo grinned after being bitten by him, the little brat bit him with all his strength, he must be purple.

"Brat let go, I'll beat you up." Staring, Han Mo patted his meaty butt symbolically.

As a result, the little guy let go of his mouth, sucked his nose, and cried with a wow.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and under Shao Zian's accusing eyes, Han Mo sighed sadly and handed the pig's trotter to the little guy. The oily little paws pulled Han Mo's body for a moment, then raised his little head, and bit his chin again.

With a puff, Shao Zian laughed.

"Cough, brother Han Mo, I'll go and look at the dishes." No, he was afraid that Han Mo would become angry and stare at him after a while.

As soon as he stood up, he heard the sound of the door opening. He stood there and looked at it, stunned for a moment.

The big golden retriever stuck out its tongue hahaha and ran to rub against his legs, then ran to the living room to look at Han Mo, tilting his head in doubt.

It was the first time for the little baby to see such a big dog, and she shrank into Han Mo's arms in fear, biting her teeth even harder.

"Shao Wenfeng, hurry up and take your son away!" Hearing the man's voice, Han Mo became calm and roared loudly.

The man who followed Zhang Mao and Song Xinye raised his eyebrows, changed his shoes and walked over to embrace the precious son in Han Mo's arms, kissed his cheek, "Son, do you miss Dad?"

The little baby was held in his arms, looked down at the big golden hair next to Shao Wenfeng's legs, and said ahh, pointed at the golden hair with his little finger, as if asking, what kind of creature is this so big.

Han Mo snorted softly, leaned forward and took a tissue to wipe his chin, it was full of saliva.

Shao Zian took the beer in Zhang Mao's hand and put it aside. Just as he was about to close the open door, he heard Song Xinye say from behind, "Don't close the door, there is someone coming up from behind."

"Oh." Nodding and retracting his hand, he turned and went to the kitchen to look at the dishes on the stove.

Zhang Mao changed his clothes and wiped the big golden retriever's paws. Seeing the little baby in Shao Wenfeng's arms, he leaned over and touched his face, "This little thing is really painful."

The little baby seems to like Zhang Mao very much, and won't let go of his hand.

The little guy was very happy seeing so many handsome men for the first time.Let Zhang Mao grin happily and blow a kiss to Song Xinye.

Song Xinye's big man's heart was instantly melted by him, and he leaned over and hugged and kissed each precious son, Han Mo rolled his eyes, raised his foot and kicked him, "Don't just tell your son not to give Qian Ang, be my son The son is called godfather for nothing."

Song Xinye turned his head to look at him, shook the baby in his arms, gave Han Mo a dissatisfied look, and sneered, "You didn't tell me you were pregnant and gave birth, and I didn't even eat the full moon wine. What kind of red envelope do you want?"

"Oh? Song Er, are you looking for a beating? I didn't eat the full moon wine because I didn't have a banquet at all. If you want to recognize your son, you have to get a red envelope. Zhang Mao gave it all. What's wrong with you? If you don't give it, later Just let my son call you Brother Xinye, and you are younger than Zi'an, I think Zhang Mao will accept you or not."

Who is Han Mo?Can Song Xinye be allowed to run away casually?What are you kidding?

Unable to utter a single word by Han Mo, Song Xinye snorted and carried the little baby to the bedroom. When he came out, the little guy had a small bracelet on his wrist. According to visual inspection, it should be gold.

Han Mo leaned over to take a look, nodded in satisfaction, but still reached out and took off the bracelet and put it in his bag. Seeing that Song Xinye was about to blow his hair, he sneered, "What do you know, children are too young to carry these gold and silver Things are prone to allergies, so I will keep them for him."

The corner of his mouth twitched and Song Xinye didn't bother to argue with him. It happened that Dong Yi brought up the hatchback beer and he went to open the door.

The little baby fell back into Han Mo's arms again.

Seeing Han Mo, he opened his small mouth and moved towards him. Fortunately, Shao Wenfeng was always on guard, so he quickly hugged him back to prevent him from biting Han Mo.

"Why does he keep biting me these two days?" Han Mo waved his hand with lingering fear to make Shao Wenfeng hold the baby a little further away from him.

In the past few days, his precious son didn't know what was wrong, he would bite twice when he saw him, and there would always be bruises and purple marks on his body. Bite on.

"It should be grinding his teeth. I'll buy him some teething sticks for him to use tomorrow." Shao Wenfeng bent over and kissed the affectionate Han Mo, and nodded to Dong Yi who came over as a greeting.

"This is your man?" Dong Yi nodded to Shao Wenfeng, looked him up and down, and felt that this man matched Han Mo quite well.

Han Mo nodded, and pointed to Shao Wenfeng and the baby in his arms, "Shao Wenfeng, the boss of RS, this is my son, Han Ruiye, whose nickname is Baby."

Shao Wenfeng reached out and shook Dong Yi, "Boss Dong is a partner of our company, and it's just the first time we meet."

Dong Yi nodded, he had heard of Shao Wenfeng's name for a long time.

Han Mo glanced at Shao Wenfeng in confusion, raised his eyebrows, "You two know each other?"

"Well, didn't I mention it to you a while ago, the company took the security guards out for training, and they were the ones trained by their company." Shao Wenfeng smiled and explained to him, raising his chin to Zian who came out with the dishes, "That's my brother , Let him go to your place to practice in the future if he has the opportunity, the child is weak."

Dong Yi responded with a smile, turned his head, and was stunned.

Shao Zian blinked, nodded politely at Dong Yi, turned around and went back to serve the dishes.

But he was a little puzzled, how could this big man know his big brother?