After buying handmade bags and returning home, the family of three sat on the carpet.

The school teacher asked to take a photo of parents and children doing crafts together and send it to the group, and Chi Sheng had no choice but to cooperate.

Bo Yuxing took the bottle of salted plums prepared by grandma from the snack cabinet and ate snacks while doing handicrafts.

Bo Zhiyan looked at the bottle of salted plum blossoms, his eyes darkened.

I don't know if it was metaphysics, but Bo Zhiyan's cell phone rang. The caller was: Mrs. Bo.

Bo Yuxing quickly answered the phone and called "grandma" sweetly.

"Oh, my precious grandson."

Cheng Suyi was elated when she was called. She was originally a strong woman, but now she spoke softly and softly, and occasionally included some cute refrains.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Grandma, we ate!"

"Yu Xing, it's the weekend tomorrow, can you come and play at grandma's place?"

Cheng Suyi made this call because she wanted Bo Zhiyan and Chi Sheng to take their children back to their old home.

She missed her grandson, but also Chi Sheng and her eldest son.

Bo Zhiyan didn't want to go back. After taking the phone, he said firmly to the other end of the phone: "I'm not going."

After a pause, he explained: "Chi Sheng and I have to take the children out to play on the weekend, so we don't have time."

Cheng Suyi was a little disappointed, but she found some comfort in her eldest son's cold rejection.

Zhi Yanken took the initiative to explain!

It’s not that he doesn’t want to go back to his old home, he just doesn’t have the time!

Cheng Suyi smiled good-naturedly and said, "Well, you can come back when you have time."

"Um."

Bo Zhiyan hung up the phone neatly.

The mother and son blinked with the same big eyes and looked at him at the same time.

"Dad, do we want to go out to play tomorrow?"

After the words were spoken, Bo Zhiyan hurriedly asked Chi Sheng, "Do you have time on the weekend? Let's take the children out to play more."

Bo Yuxing looked at her mother expectantly.

Chi Sheng couldn't resist the look of this cute little creature, "Okay. Finish your homework first."

"Great, great! Mom and dad will take me out to play!"

Bo Yuxing happily ran several laps on the carpet with her bare feet before returning to do her crafts honestly.

The handmade bag Bo Yuxing chose this time is a giant panda sewn from cloth and cotton.

The needle and thread are relatively thick and not dangerous.

Chi Sheng was not interested in needlework, so after cooperating in taking photos, he left it to Bo Zhiyan to do handicrafts with the children.

Bo Zhiyan asked her with a smile: "Then you will accompany your children to do homework in the future?"

Chi Sheng shuddered and stretched out his beautiful, white fingers, "I heard from the sisters in the laboratory that tutoring children on their homework for one hour will reduce their life span by three years!"

Seeing her exaggerated appearance, Bo Zhiyan couldn't help but stretch his eyebrows and smile deeper.

"Then let me tutor him, don't make you so angry."

"..." He was so tolerant of her that Chi Sheng felt a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, "Forget it, I'll do it."

He doesn't live long to begin with, and it would be too miserable to have to lose three years of his life.

Bo Zhiyan: "No, I can't bear to make you angry."

Chi Sheng: Then I don’t want you to die early either...

Bo Yuxing held two pieces of cloth and pouted as he looked at his parents who were fighting over each other.

Mom and Dad, is there a possibility that I don’t need your homework help?

"Hey..." The child sighed helplessly, "Don't argue, I will do my homework from now on."

Chi Sheng rubbed his son's head: "Baby, you are so good."

Bo Zhiyan also gave a rare compliment, "He is indeed my harmonious son."

Bo Yuxing:......

Chi Sheng took a book and lazily nestled on the lazy sofa next to the carpet. While reading, he supervised the father and son doing their crafts.

Two men started sewing, which was quite interesting.

They were clumsy, guiding each other, and each was still unconvinced.

"Dad, you sewed it backwards and the thread is outside."

"This cloth can be used anyway. Can't you just turn the cloth over? Read the instructions carefully."

"But Dad, I want a good-looking giant panda. If it's too ugly, Tang Jiaxuan will laugh at me."

"You do your thing, don't care what others do."

Although they were bickering all the time, Bo Zhiyan was still very patient.

I don’t know how to operate it, but I will study it carefully.

Holding a thick needle, I carefully threaded the needle and thread, and cooperated with my son in his homework.

Chi Sheng thought that if his fans and subordinates saw it, they would be shocked.

The high-ranking actor Bo, who makes money in seconds, would actually spend a lot of time and patience to do such a trivial thing.

He loves children, there is no doubt about it.

Chi Sheng was inexplicably moved. When she and Bo Zhiyan were young, they were not accompanied by their parents.

There is no lack of food or clothing, but there is only a lack of family affection.

He was fostered in other people's homes, and she went to boarding school when she was in elementary school.

Perhaps because of this, they have reached a high degree of tacit understanding when it comes to treating their children.

As long as I have time, I will come back to accompany Yuxing.

Chi Sheng was flipping through the book while feeling the warmth and comfort of Friday night.

When the father and son looked back at her, they saw her with her eyes closed, the book in her hand covering her chest at some point, and she had fallen asleep on the beanbag.

Bo Zhiyan immediately signaled his son to be silent and stay quiet.

He mouthed: "She drove for eight hours and was so tired."

Bo Yuxing replied: "I know."

The room became quiet.

Bo Yuxing walked to her mother softly, "Mom?"

When there was no reply, he confirmed that Chi Sheng was asleep and carefully helped her remove the book from her chest.

He looked at his mother's face, slowly moved his little head to Chi Sheng's cheek, and kissed her gently.

Only then was I satisfied.

Chi Sheng did not sleep to death, his eyes opened slowly.

After seeing that it was Bo Yuxing, he raised his hand and rubbed his son's little head carelessly, and said vaguely: "Be good, honey, mommy is with you."

Bo Yuxing was moved by her words.

He nodded obediently, sat on the ground again and played with the not-so-pretty giant panda.

Bo Zhiyan glanced at the sleeping girl, put down the thick stick and needle, and got up to get a thin blanket. He deliberately avoided the light to avoid dazzling her eyes.

He covered her body gently and slowly.

"Thank you Baby."

Chi Sheng didn't even bother to open his eyes this time. After touching the fluffy hair, he kissed him on the face based on his feeling.

Bo Zhiyan:!

Bo Yuxing:!!!

Dad is a thief and stole the kiss Mom gave me!!!

The cheeks immediately turned hot after being kissed by Chi Sheng. Bo Zhiyan squatted beside her, staring at the cold sleeping beauty in front of him with his deep and deep eyes, refusing to move away for a long time.

Chi Sheng patted him casually, and coaxed with a gentle ending in his lazy voice: "Be good, baby, go find your daddy."

She regarded Bo Zhiyan as Bo Yuxing.

Until the lips are imprinted with a soft, warm and cool force, gentle and lingering, lingering and bewitching.
To be continued...