Ji Baobao returns home with Xiaobai and nanny in her red eyes. Mo Xin, another nanny who takes care of Ji Baobao, has asked for leave these two days. Aunt Guan turned on the light, and the house was deserted.

Obviously, Ji Rui hasn't come back yet.

"Auntie Guan, don't tell Daddy about today!"

Without Ji Rui or other adults to protect him, Ji Baobao is a very powerful child. His tone and expression make people can't believe that he is only a five-year-old.

Ji Rui's real care and concern for Ji Baobao can only be traced back to a few months. Before these few months, Ji Baobao, relying on his wit and maturity, had been dealing with Ji Rui's stepmother, his grandmother and two uncles.

Of course, the three men did not dare to do much bad things under Ji's eyes, but it happened from time to time that Ji Baobao was young and cheated him in disguise.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Ji Baobao, who has been protected and hurt since childhood, has grown up to this age in the shadow of swords and swords. Naturally, the mind is much more complicated and concerned than the average child.

"Well. I understand

To this little master, the honest aunt Guan is really a little afraid. If she had not known that he was only five years old, she would not have suspected that she was dealing with a dignified adult.

Ji Baobao put Xiaobai back into the cat's nest and touched the cat's head. "Dabai, the baby gave Xiaobai back to you. You are not allowed to run around with it in your mouth."

Dabai stares at Ji Baobao and whispers "meow" twice. He lowers his head and gently licks the hair on Xiaobai's head.

Ji Baobao squatted in front of the cat's nest, folded his hands on his knees and chin, staring at the picture of two cats licking their calves in the cat's nest. Thinking about it, he sniffed heavily, stood up and ran into his bedroom.

Ji Rui returned home, nearly zero, rare, a big and a small two cats actually safely nestled up to sleep in the cat nest.

"Where's the baby?"

Ji Rui gives the briefcase to Aunt Guan and asks.

"Sleep."

Ji Rui didn't have time to take off his clothes. When he came to his bedroom, he had to open the door.

"The young master is sleeping in his own bedroom tonight." Aunt Guan whispered to Ji Rui and asked, "what would you like to eat, Mr. Ji, I'll cook it."

"Dumplings."

Ji Rui gently pushes open Ji Baobao's door, walks to the bed and sits down.

Ji Baobao is lying with his back on his side. Judging from the rhythmic shaking of his shoulders and breathing breath, he is fast asleep.

Ji Rui reaches out his hand, but stops when he is about to meet the little face.

He just came back from the outside with cold hands. If he wakes up the little guy, he has to torture himself endlessly.

Thinking about this, Ji Rui lowers his head and kisses the baby's soft hair. He gets up and goes back to the bedroom to take a bath.

After taking a bath, on the tea table are the dumplings just cooked by Aunt Guan, and two fried eggs.

"Is the baby good today?" Ji Rui takes dumplings and eats them. He stares at the two cats in the cat's nest. What he says is to Aunt Guan, who is ironing clothes on one side.

"Well, good. The kitten vomited a little today. My baby and I took him to the doctor

Aunt Guan singled out today's affairs, but she didn't give up the young lady named le. In her opinion, Miss Le is a good person who is very kind to the baby. Since the baby doesn't want to let Mr. Ji know, she will help to keep it from him.

"Oh..."

Ji Rui takes his eyes back from the cat's nest. No wonder the little cat has a Leather Necklace on its neck. It turns out that he went to the pet store.

Ji Rui finished the dumplings, hesitated for a moment, or pushed open the door of Ji Baobao's bedroom.

Climbing up his son's bed carefully, Ji Rui can't help laughing at himself.

In addition to relying heavily on his mother when he was young last year, when he grew up, he became a very independent person. Over the years, he has been living alone and sleeping alone. He has never felt that there is anything missing or bad.

But now 30-year-old people are afraid of loneliness. In this winter night, they suddenly want to have a warm quilt. Even if the one lying in the quilt is their own son, it is much better than lying on the bed staring at the ceiling all night without sleep until dawn.

Ji Rui carefully drills into the bed. Ji Baobao probably smells the familiar smell in his sleep. He turns around and leans on him subconsciously. His little hand naturally pulls his pajamas on his chest.

Ji Rui touched his face with his hand. He wanted to kiss him, but he accidentally touched a piece of cold and moist.

Turn on the bedside lamp and look down carefully to see the tears on the baby's face. Although his eyes are closed tightly, his long eyelashes are stained with a few tears.

Ji Rui sighed silently. He rubbed his eyes and face gently with his finger. He wiped all the tears one by one. Finally, he gave a few kisses on his face and forehead.

Heart, both distressed, but also helpless.

As a father, he knows better than anyone that there is only one reason why such a smart and strong baby will cry in his sleep.

He can help his son wipe away his tears again and again, but he can't help his son fill the gap in his heart.

Ji Rui hugs her baby son and looks at the ceiling without sleepiness. It wasn't until the second half of the night that I fell asleep.

In the morning, Ji Rui was ridden by the lively Ji Baobao. He forced himself to wake up by pinching his nose on his stomach. He opened his eyes and laughed at Ji Baobao's face.

"Good morning, Daddy!"

Ji Baobao opened his eyes and leaned over his chest with his hand. He gave a kiss on his face.

"Good morning, baby!" Ji Rui rubbed Ji Baobao's head and sat up with him in one hand.

"I'm going to school today, you know?" Ji Rui grabs Ji Baobao with his side hand and takes him into the washroom barefoot.

For convenience, Ji Rui has prepared two sets of washing utensils in the bathroom of his own bedroom and that of his baby.

"I see!" Ji Baobao scratched Ji Rui's waist mischievously. Although he knew Ji Rui was not afraid of itching, he still liked to tease Ji Rui like this.

Ji Rui put Ji Baobao on the stool in front of the wash basin, took two toothbrushes, one big and one small, and squeezed two pieces of toothpaste.

"Daddy, will you pick up the baby this afternoon?" Ji Baobao's mouth is full of bubbles. He tilts his head and looks at Ji Rui vaguely.

"Well!" Ji Rui's work schedule has obviously changed since he decided to pick up his baby son to live together.

In the past, there were about six days a week to work overtime or socialize.

Now, if he had to, most of him would not choose to work overtime in the company. He basically pushed all the social activities he could, or asked his employees to deal with them.

Indirectly, he felt that he was getting smaller and smaller recently. He saw his little secretary.