"You little thing, why are you bothering if you don't sleep at home?" How could Chu Zheng not know why his son was so sad, but he didn't dare to say it directly, lest he hit his son's pain point and hurt the little guy again.

Made me cry.

What a pity, the little thing has been crying secretly all day long!

Picking up his son, Chu Zheng went into the little guy's bathroom and gave him a shower. After that, he applied prickly heat powder and toilet water.

It wasn't until he felt that the son's mood swings in his arms were no longer so great that he lowered his head and kissed his son's forehead gently, comforting in a low voice: "Good boy, don't be afraid... It's okay, your mother is angry, wait for her

Now that my anger has subsided, I will naturally still love you the most."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" When this matter was mentioned, Zhan Zhan couldn't help but cry again, "Dad, please tell me, does mom not want Zhan Zhan, and she doesn't want you either."

"..." Upon hearing his son's question, Chu Zheng's forehead suddenly had black lines falling down like a waterfall, and the frustration in his heart had nowhere to express, "Don't talk nonsense, how could your mother not want us!"

"Woo..." Unfortunately, Zhan Zhan didn't quite understand his father's mood at the moment, and looked at his father with his eyes that were already red and swollen from crying, "You're just trying to be brave, don't lie to me."

This little look in his eyes poked at his father's little heart, it was so bloody!

"Okay! Look at how you're crying, your face is all red!" Looking at his son's eyes that wanted to be beaten, Chu Zheng suddenly felt that he should be the one who is really pitiful in this family! He breathed a long sigh of relief and recited silently in his heart.

After saying "Don't argue with him, don't argue with him!" dozens of times, Chu Zheng finally resisted the urge to grab this little guy and run him around.

"well!"

"well!"

The father and son, who were connected by the same fate, had quite a telepathic connection, and they sighed in unison.

Probably they didn't expect that they had such a tacit understanding with each other. The two men looked at each other, burst into laughter, and burst out laughing.

"My dear son, stop crying! Your mother is angry. She needs to calm down and take time to calm down... When she calms down and her anger subsides, you and she should make a deep reflection and apologize.

She will naturally forgive you!" After all, he is the father. Although Chu Zheng feels that he is the most pitiful, he cannot do anything to ignore the child and let Gu Ying feel sorry for herself.

He picked up Zhan Zhan and put him on the bed to coax him to sleep: "Now, what you have to do is to have a good rest, have a good sleep, and recover your energy. The two of us have to work together to coax your mother.

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"Yeah." Zhan Zhan felt a little more at ease after listening to his father's words.

As for Chu Zheng, when he heard his son's hoarse nasal voice, he realized that he had been negligent.

His son's little face was red from crying. According to the time he just mentioned, the little guy had been crying for more than two hours. It would be strange for his little voice to become hoarse without crying!

Thinking of this, Chu Zheng felt another convulsion in his heart.

"Come on, son, daddy is bringing you a glass of water. Drink it all in one gulp. Don't leave anything behind!" Chu Zheng patted the little guy's belly, held up his back, and gave him water.

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The little guy cooperated, and after a few gurgles, he drank a large glass of water into his little belly.

Chu Zheng patiently stayed with his son for another half day, until he heard that the little guy was breathing smoothly and saw that the little guy was really asleep, he turned off the lights and exited.

"Humph, I can't let go anyway! In this case, why should I wander around! Why do I have to be so stupid that I assigned myself to sleep on the sofa in the living room! I'm so stupid!" Chu Zheng was just like his son.

, he clenched his fists and lightly knocked on his head, puffed out his chest in a bluffing manner, rolled up his bedclothes, and walked toward the master bedroom with high spirits.

An hour later.

A small figure tiptoed to the door of the master bedroom and curled up.
Chapter completed!