Bai Yu suppressed his anger.
Bai Yu wanted to destroy the world.
The devil in Bai Yu's heart kept roaring, but with a gentle smile on his face, he waved gently to his stupid son hiding outside the door and said, "Baby, come here, okay?"
Little Watermelon hesitated, his eyes flashed with excitement, but he still didn't dare to walk in.
Seeing this, Bai Yu kept up his efforts: "Baby, I miss you so much, come here and let daddy hug you."
Little Watermelon stepped into the door with one foot, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in with the other foot.
But Little Watermelon still didn't dare to come over. He only dared to stand far away from the door and said coyly: "Ba Ba, do I look good?"
As he said that, Little Watermelon turned around in a circle with an expectant look on his face.
Bai Yu: "..."
He saw it.
He saw that on the stupid son's bald head, not only the hair on the forehead had been cut off, but also the little braid on the back of the head!
have! Got it!
Not far away, Little Watermelon's bare little forehead looked particularly bald and bright under the illumination of the chandelier.
Bai Yu laughed angrily. Because he discovered that the bald little watermelon was like a giant moving light bulb.
Seeing that Bai Yu finally smiled, Little Xigua dared to come over, rubbed his bald forehead against Bai Yu's chest, and said aggrievedly: "Daddy, shave it off for me."
Bai Yu's eyes darkened. Song Shilin, this heartless thing, went to cut the boy's hair right after I went to bed. He was really a scumbag.
"Daddy said boys can't have braids, Ba Ba, is that true?" Little Watermelon looked at Bai Yu curiously, her little peach blossom eyes full of confusion, "Why can't boys have braids?"
Bai Yu stroked the child's bald head lovingly. Well, it wasn't as slippery as expected, a bit like frosting. He said, "He's right, boys can't have braids."
Little Watermelon got angry and stopped sticking to Bai Yu. She sat aside angrily and said, "Then why do you have to give me pigtails?"
Bai Yu poked the child's bulging face with his finger and said with a smile: "Because I think braids are cute, don't you think?"
Little Watermelon hesitated, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head.
Song Shilin happened to walk in from outside. Hearing this, he immediately scolded with a straight face: "What's wrong with boys having braids? Cuteness is used to describe girls."
Little Xigua nodded in agreement, obviously being instigated by Song Shilin.
Two votes to one, Bai Yu could only let nature take its course. But he secretly made up his mind that when Little Watermelon's hair came out, he would shave a peach blossom or Arabic numerals on the child's forehead.
Song Shilin noticed something was wrong and became alert: "What are you thinking about again."
Bai Yu waved his hand with a smile, not wanting to alert the enemy, but changed the subject and said, "I didn't think about anything. Is dinner ready? I'm hungry."
Seeing his appearance, Song Shilin vaguely sensed what he wanted to do, and said with a cold face: "Don't use your brain, otherwise I will keep him bald."
Bai Yu's face darkened instantly.
He had worked so hard to raise his son, but he couldn't give him a hairstyle he liked
Song Shilin was so domineering and cold-blooded.
Song Shilin continued: "If you really like these messy things, just make them for yourself and don't try to interfere with his ideas."
Bai Yu looked at Song Shilin, who had a firm look on his face, and then at Little Watermelon, who still stood beside Song Shilin with a confused look on his face, feeling sad.
He just wanted to give his child a hairstyle he liked, so why weren't both of them happy
Seeing that Bai Yu's expression was finally no longer insistent, Song Shilin breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled him up from the sofa and said, "Let's go to dinner first, and we'll go to New Southwest together in two days. I've asked your agent about work matters. People are delayed.”
Bai Yu didn't respond, "Why are you going to New Southwest?"
"..." Song Shilin glanced at him speechlessly.
Bai Yu understood instantly, "Why did you get engaged so soon?"
"The engagement is just a preliminary ceremony, so the time will be determined after the two parties have negotiated." Song Shilin held the little watermelon in her arms and told Bai Yu.
"But don't you think this is still too fast?" Bai Yu frowned, his face full of displeasure.
Song Shilin glanced sideways, glanced at him sideways, and said lukewarmly, "You really don't want your eldest brother to get engaged to a woman?"
"I just can't accept that one second he was single, but the next second he became a man with a family." Bai Yu didn't pay attention to the temptation and something wrong in Song Shilin's words.
Song Shilin snorted softly from his nose.
Little Watermelon follows one another.
Bai Yu lost his temper at all because of these two people. The three of them sat down. Xiao Xigua sat in his special chair and kept turning to ask Uncle Yan, "Uncle, do I look good?"
Uncle Yan, who was waiting for the three young masters at the dining table, said firmly: "It looks good."
Little Watermelon lowered his head and took a bite of the egg custard with great satisfaction, smacked his lips, held up the spoon to scoop a little, stretched it towards Bai Yu, and said: "Ba Ba, it's delicious^" Bai Yu threw the shrimp shell aside and put it in his mouth Chewing the tender shrimp meat, he said absently: "Well, you can eat it yourself, I want to eat the shrimp.
Little Xigua raised the spoon in front of Song Shilin's face without giving up, her tone unavoidably filled with anxiety, "Daddy, eat, eat."
Song Shilin expressionlessly put his bowl within reach of the little watermelon. After the child put the custard in the bowl, he took it back, took a bite, and said, "Thank you."
Little Watermelon's eyes curled up and he said with a smile: "You're welcome. If you like it, I can give you a little more, but only a little."
Being able to pick out a little bit of the child's favorite food from his mouth and give it to Song Shilin is enough to express the child's love.
At the very least, he can be ranked behind Bai Yu.
Bai Yu put the phone aside, took out a shrimp from the plate, and said while peeling it: "Xiao Xigua, do you want to eat shrimp? I will peel it for you." Xiao Xigua glanced at the shrimp on the table and nodded: "Yes." ."
As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of shrimp meat was stuffed into his mouth.
"Actually, I prefer hairy crabs to crayfish." Bai Yu said, holding up the crayfish in his hand.
Uncle Yan said: "The hairy crabs in this season are not fat, and the shrimps are only so big."
Song Shilin glanced at Bai Yu.
Bai Yu sighed: "Why didn't my family buy any when the gate opened?"
Uncle Yan said confidently: "I bought it. But you were not at home to eat at the time, so you didn't see it."
Bai Yu, who felt that he had missed the whole world, couldn't be happy for a moment. After eating a few mouthfuls of food slowly, he put down his chopsticks and stared at the little watermelon while eating.
Little Watermelon's face turned red when he saw her, and she was too embarrassed to continue eating. She glanced at Bai Yu from time to time.
Bai Yu smiled and stopped teasing him. He took out his mobile phone and scrolled through Weibo. Only then did he realize that the message he had just left under the painter was actually listed as a hot message, and his face suddenly turned red.
Painter Shou Cha Cha Ke Ziyu V: Ah, the male god left me a message. Tonight I will use all my strength to draw a pure meat comic tonight, male god! ! !
Bai Yu flipped through it and found that in addition to the message written by the painter involved, there were more than a thousand messages under his comment.
I'm falling in love with you with a thump: The rhythm of the official sugar distribution, I'm so envious of being blessed by the male god. I have a power bank. Can I propose to you? Is it hype or can't help it? Anyway, I'm done with this bowl of dog food, let the brothers figure it out.
Studying makes me happy: During this period of time, I can almost say that I have always been a fan of Xiao Bai, and a fan has become a die-hard fan! Ah, I want to be blessed too! !
Bai Yu chuckled, and clicked "Follow Painter Shou Chacha", and then stopped looking at how much trouble his behavior had caused.
After returning to his microblog page, Bai Yu was surprised to find that he had gained more than three million followers in just half a day!
His Weibo fans have reached 70 million!
Bai Yu suppressed his almost uncontrollable emotions and clicked on his private message box, which was about to explode. He was instantly confused.
Good practice Song Bai: Brother Xiao Bai wishes you a happy marriage. In fact, I have already guessed that you and Mr. Song are a couple.
Songbai dog food is so delicious: I wish Mrs. Song to have a son soon!
Uh-huh, little baby: Tweet, I’ve been admiring you Xipi for a long time, and today they actually officially gave out sweets. I have to say that Mr. Song’s doting eyes really impressed me. Brother Bai, please get along well with Mr. Song. I will always like you.
Bai Yu: "..."
He just took a nap. What happened when he woke up
However, having millions of fans is also a good thing.
Moreover, when Bai Yu sees the content of private messages sent to him by fans, he always feels sweet, as if his relationship with Song Shilin has really been made public and he has received support from fans.
However, even if he really can't come out publicly to Song Si Rin, he is still very happy to get the support of fans who come to send blessings just because of YY.
Adhering to the traditional virtue that happiness alone is not as good as happiness among everyone, Bai Yu gave the blessings given to him by fans to Song Shilin.
Unexpectedly, Song Shilin just glanced at the screen, then looked away and said, "They are just stating the facts."
Bai Yu couldn't accept his indifference: "Don't you think it is a very happy thing to be blessed by others?"
Song Shilin looked at him with eyes full of confusion and indifference, "Even without their blessing, we are still together, so what is there to care about."
Bai Yu carefully tasted the meaning of his words. Although he didn't want to admit it, he felt that Song Shilin's words were quite reasonable.
Uncle Yan, who stood nearby and remained silent, said: He is quite old, and he is really unhappy to see someone showing affection in front of him.
Little Xigua was eating by himself. After he was full, he motioned to the two adults to take him off the child's chair, but he received no response for a long time.
Finally, Uncle Yan, who was the first to recover, stepped forward and took the confused little watermelon off the chair.
□Author's gossip: [132] Suppression