Ji Rui found that these days, the baby's son will feel restless at night. In the past, after dinner, most of him would stick to playing games and reading books in the sofa. But now, after dinner every day, the little guy can't wait to take a bath without being called.

When he came out of the bath, even though he was still playing games next to him as before, he didn't pay attention, and his eyes glanced at the wall clock from time to time.

"Baby, who are you chatting with in the bedroom these two days?"

In fact, no need to ask, Ji Rui also knows that the person who chats with the baby is Letong.

Ji Baobao didn't hide, "sister!"

He could feel that daddy was not averse to his association with his sister.

Sure enough, Ji Rui didn't say anything after he got such an answer. He just touched his head and bowed his head to do his own thing.

"My uncle's house is equipped with broadband, and my baby chats with my sister and sister on the computer every day." The baby added.

Ji Rui raised his head, "video chat? Not on the phone? "

"Well, not on the phone." Ji Baobao answered, his eyes unconsciously glanced to the wall clock.

Ji Rui's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something. Looking at his son, he seemed unable to say anything. Finally, he took his eyes back and stared at the screen again.

The clock on the wall ticked off at nine o'clock. Ji Baobao, who was next to Ji Rui, glided down like a snake. He didn't even care to wear his shoes. He ran barefoot to the bedroom.

Ji Rui side head, staring at baby son fast as lightning figure, slightly frowned.

This apartment is decorated according to Ji Rui's own preference. Whether it is furniture or color, it is his favorite cool color and strong style.

The floor is made of snow and dolomite, which is Ji Rui's favorite bright and clean style. At that time, he regarded it as his bachelor's apartment. He didn't expect to bring his annoying little boy here to live here for a long time one day.

Took the phone out, pulled it out.

"Xiao Li, I'll find someone to carpet my house tomorrow. Baby's room and playroom, according to his preferences shop, in addition, in the baby bedroom installed a projector

In front of Letong, he always puts on a look of boredom and disgust, but at the bottom of his heart, he does not resist the communication between Letong and his baby.

First of all, it's because Letong is really good to the baby.

Secondly, Letong seems to know how to educate her baby better than him. Although he is not angry, he has to admit that since finding Letong, the baby's temper has improved a lot, and he has become more reasonable.

Third, the baby really lacks maternal love. The people around him really like the baby in their hearts. Apart from his father, they are the old man and Yang Sheng, the three old men with thick nerves. Naturally, what they can give the baby is not as intimate as Letong's tender and delicate feelings.

Over there, Xiao Li, who is also the driver, housekeeper and assistant, got the order and immediately arranged for someone to do it overnight.

Ji Rui hangs up the phone, his eyes fall on the screen, but his ears stand up, carefully distinguishing the sound from the baby's bedroom.

Ji Rui is very strict with his environment. Therefore, when he was decorating, every room in his home was equipped with sound insulation facilities, not to mention that the baby closed the door as soon as he went in. Even if he didn't close the door, Ji Rui sitting in the living room could hardly hear the sound inside.

In the living room, it's so quiet that I can only hear the tick of the second hand of the wall clock, and Ji Rui's slower and slower tapping on the keyboard.

At ordinary times, clearly can let Ji Rui comfortable and peaceful quiet, this, but let him fidgety inexplicable.

After a few minutes, Ji Rui's hand on the keyboard finally stopped completely.

Impatiently put the computer on the sofa, stood up and went into the kitchen.

"Young master, what do you want to drink? I'll do it for you

Just as aunt Guan cleans up the fun room and comes out, she sees Ji Rui, who never leaks, coming into the kitchen. She comes over in a hurry, opens the refrigerator and asks.

Ji Rui glances at the inventory in the refrigerator. In addition to some food materials prepared by Aunt Guan, there are also dishes and snacks made by Letong for the baby. On the side of each box, there are two boxes with labels. The label says "ice sugar snow clam paste" and a small bracket (moistening lung) at the back.

"Heat this up. The baby seems to have a cough." Ji Rui points to the box of snow clam cream and orders aunt Guan.

Aunt Guan took out the box and filled it with a bowl. "Young master, do you want a bowl, too?"

Ji Rui glances at the icy sugar water in the fresh-keeping box and nods.

"Well."

He doesn't like sweet food, or even hate it!

But when he looked at the box of sugar water, he had the impulse to finish it all at once.

So aunt Guan took out another bowl, filled it well, sealed it with plastic wrap, and put it into the microwave oven for heating.

A few minutes later, aunt Guan brought two bowls of snow clam cream to Ji Rui on a tray. She was about to bend over to give Ji Rui a bowl, but the tall man stood up and took the tray in her hand.

"I'll send it in."

Aunt Guan is a little surprised, but she is not easy to ask. After all, Ji Rui is the master. What should the master do? She is a servant and shouldn't talk too much.

Obviously, in the eyes of aunt Guan and Mo Xin, Ji Rui is a serious and hard to get close to master. Even if he is under the same roof every day, the communication between the man and them is equivalent to zero communication except for occasionally asking about the baby.

Ji Rui, holding a tray, pushes open the door of the baby's bedroom and goes in.

Ji Baobao sits in front of the computer desk and whispers something to Letong on the other side of the screen. Ji Rui goes to his side, but deliberately stands outside the scope of the camera.

Take the snow clam cream and push it to the baby. The baby turns his head and looks at him with a smile.

"Daddy

Ji Rui doesn't look at the baby, but stares at the familiar face on the screen. When he hears the baby's cry, the other party's brilliant pen stagnates for a while, probably because he can't see him, but he doesn't say hello to him.

"Baby, eat this. You have a cough." Ji Rui quietly orders the baby. He drags a chair and sits on one side, as if looking at his son. In fact, he throws his eyes on the screen from time to time.

"Baby, do you cough?" Le Tong on the screen, immediately put on a nervous look, just heard his presence and surge of tension, seems to disappear.

"No... ah, there is a little..."

Ji Baobao's eyes twinkled. In fact, he didn't cough at all. He just drank too much water, choked and coughed a few times.

Where does Le Tong know that the baby is pretending to be pitiful to win sympathy? She anxiously tells the baby to drink more water, but if it's not enough, she has to see a doctor and so on.

Ji Rui, with the light of her baby son, sits quietly and takes a small bite of her hand stewed snow clam.

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