Bo Yuxing clenched his fists, suppressed his emotions, and hugged Bo Zhiyan's neck tightly.

Then he said to Cong Xishi very cutely: "Auntie, can you sit in the front? I want to be close to Uncle Yan~"

The seven-seat nanny car is divided into a driver's seat, a passenger's seat, two seats in the middle, and three seats in the back.

Bo Zhiyan always likes to sit alone in the last row, reading magazines or reading scripts, which is relatively quiet.

Cong Xishi sat at the end this time, but he didn't expect Bo Zhiyan to bring a child over.

She looked at Bo Zhiyan in shock, and when she saw that the man had no reaction, she understood what he meant.

She smiled calmly: "Okay, come and sit, I'll sit in front."

Fighting for a seat with a child would be too cheap.

She stood up, gave up her seat, and sat in the middle seat.

Bo Zhiyan then got into the car with his child in his arms.

Cong Xishi smiled and said, "My little friend, you are so cute. I was originally going to discuss the script with your Uncle Yan, but with you here, I can be lazy for a while."

Hearing this, Bo Zhiyan thought for a moment and explained calmly: "Children are afraid of life and tend to stick to me."

"It's okay, brother, I can study the script later."

Cong Xishi waved her hand generously and thoughtfully took away the bags and coats in the back row to make room for them.

Bo Yuxing curled his lips.

I scolded Cong Xishi a hundred and eighty times in my heart.

She also smiled on the surface and said cutely: "Auntie, you are a green tea mistress who destroys other people's feelings~"

"ah?"

Cong Xishi was so shocked that he almost lost control of his expression.

I don’t know which nerve line she hit, but she said displeasedly: “Kid, what are you talking about? Didn’t your adults teach you to be polite?!”

Bo Yuxing was frightened by her and slipped into Bo Zhiyan's arms, "Uncle Yan, I'm afraid..."

When it comes to education, Bo Zhiyan does not pamper his children and communicates with them seriously: "Yu Xing, why did you say that?"

The child raised his head and asked innocently, "Well, I have watched the play performed by my aunt. Did I admit the wrong person..."

It turned out to be a TV series.

Bo Zhiyan hugged the child and said, "I didn't admit my mistake."

Realizing that she had misunderstood the child, Cong Xishi licked her hair in embarrassment. She had indeed played such a role, and it was normal for children to have seen it.

"Kid, I'm sorry, Auntie didn't know you were talking about a TV series."

"Auntie, your expression just now was so scary. But it doesn't matter, I forgive you." Bo Yuxing patted his chest with a big belly and smiled.

Cong Xishi bit his lip and avoided Bo Zhiyan's sharp gaze.

The car is moving.

Bo Yuxing sneezed a lot along the way, and even though Bo Zhiyan used a children's cotton towel to wipe him, his nose turned red.

Cong Xishi looked back at Bo Zhiyan and felt a strange feeling in her heart when she saw him caring for a child so carefully.

She asked: "Does the child have a cold?"

Bo Yuxing squeezed out a trace of tears while rubbing the tip of his red nose.

Accused: "Auntie, the smell of your perfume is too strong, I'm a little allergic..."

"perfume?"

Cong Xishi opened his mouth, a little self-doubt.

She usually wears it like this, and no one has ever said her perfume smells strong.

"Brother..." She asked Bo Zhiyan for help.

Bo Zhiyan ignored him and stared at the child's red eyes and nose, feeling quite distressed.

The man put the child on his lap and leaned against the car window, leaving a small gap in the window.

Turning around, he spoke coldly to the assistant.

"Fang Rui, no odor is allowed in the car from now on."

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