"Cheche!" the little guy replied.
"I'm asking you what you want to do?"
"automobile!"
…
Gu Wenhou shook his head and sighed, "It's like playing the piano to an ox!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the little guy in front of him also imitated his example, shook his head in a serious manner, pouted his little mouth and blew a breath.
Seeing the little guy's little grown-up look, Gu Wenhou couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the little guy also chuckled.
"Okay, stop reading and let's play with you!" His tone seemed to be a bit complaining, but there was unconcealable joy in his words, "Come, let's play with the car..."
The old man slowly bent down and pushed the car out on the ground. The car immediately started running forward.
The little guy turned around and chased after it happily. He bent down the first time but failed to catch it. The car slipped away from his hand. He giggled, then chased again. Finally, he caught the escaped car in front of the glass window and turned around immediately. Send it back to Gu Wenhou.
"automobile!"
"I will become your driver!"
Gu Wenhou whispered and shipped the car out again, and the little guy ran out to pick it up excitedly.
When he turned around and came back, he ran a little fast. His little body swayed and he was about to hit the coffee table.
"careful!"
Gu Wenhou let out a low cry, stretched out his arms to block his little body, and the soft and fragrant ball bumped into his arms.
The little guy didn't know the danger. He raised his face from his arms and noticed the white hair on Gu Wenhou's forehead. The little guy seemed to have never seen it before and felt it was very fresh. He raised his little hand and gently touched it with his little fingers. Poke Gu Wenhou's hair.
The little guy had a sweet milky scent, and when his little fingers touched his face, it felt extremely soft. Gu Wenhou frowned slightly, staring at the little guy in front of him, carefully looking at his features.
The eyes are a bit unlike my son's, probably inherited from his mother, but his face and facial features are no different from when my son was young...
He couldn't help but fold his arms and encircle the little guy.
If this is really my grandson, that would be great!
Taking a look at no one around, Gu Wenhou spoke in a low voice.
"Nian Nian, call me grandpa!"
"Grandpa...grandpa!"
"So good!"
The old man laughed happily and leaned over to kiss his little face. From the corner of his eye, he spotted Xicheng walking down the stairs on the second floor. He immediately loosened his arms around the little guy and leaned back on the sofa.
Nian Nian could not guess the old man's arrogant thoughts, so she chased after him, got into his arms, and continued to stretch out her little hand to touch his white hair. Gu Wenhou raised his hand and grabbed his little hand.
"Nian Nian, let's go. Dad will take you out to play!" Nian Nian held her hand beside her and said, "He is still young and not sensible, so don't mind!"
"kindness!"
Gu Wenhou responded calmly and raised his newspaper again to cover his face.
Xicheng hurriedly picked up the little guy, "Let's go, let's go out and take the car! Xu Yang, bring his coat... There are other things, diapers, water bottles... Oh, and milk powder... "
The two grown men helped the little guy pack up, while Gu Wenhou frowned behind the newspaper.
If you go out in such cold weather, you won't be afraid of your children catching a cold.
Of course, just talking in his heart, he didn't want his son to know that he was already obsessed with this little thing!