The little bun glanced at his mother subconsciously.
Ning Xi smiled and kissed Baozi's little face, "Go! Go play with Grandpa for a while!"
Lu Jingli was such a jerk. She was speechless towards him and even worried about his future child!
The little boy nodded after hearing what his mother said, and then went to the old grandfather.
Just now he discovered that there were many paintings in the old man’s study, and now he couldn’t help but tilt his little head back to look at them.
"Like it?" Seeing the little guy staring intently, Song Jin asked with a rare gentle look.
The little bun nodded: I like it.
"You know calligraphy? I mean... you know how to write with a brush?" Song Jin asked again.
The little bun continued to nod.
"Then... can you draw?" Song Jin asked again, this time with a barely perceptible hint of nervousness in his tone.
The little bun still nodded.
Upon hearing this, Song Jin immediately spread out a blank piece of drawing paper and made way for the little bun. "Try it?"
…
Outside, Ning Xi, Lu Jingli, and Jiang Muye were playing three-person Landlord.
Lu Jingli glanced in the direction of the study room and pouted, "What's the fun of Xiaobao being with an old man? He might as well come and play cards with us!"
"My Baozi loves painting. With Mr. Song's attainments in Chinese painting, it's a great honor for him to get any advice from him. What's the benefit of playing cards with you?" Ning Xi said unhappily.
Lu Jingli smacked his lips, "Xiao Xixi... you are becoming more and more dedicated as a mother!"
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the study suddenly opened, and Song Jin and Xiao Baozi walked out.
Song Jin, who always looked calm and composed, now had a hint of excitement on his face. He glanced at Lu Jingli and Jiang Muye in turn and asked, "Who is the father of the child?"
“Uh…” Lu Jingli was stunned by this sudden question, and then answered subconsciously, “I’m not!”
Song Jin immediately looked at Jiang Muye.
Jiang Muye coughed hastily and said, "Me neither!"
Lu Jingli continued, "I am the child's second uncle!"
Jiang Muye: "I'm his... um... cousin!"
Ning Xi noticed that Song Jin's expression looked a little strange, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Song... what's the matter?"
Song Jin immediately looked at Ning Xi again, "You are the child's mother? Can you make the decision about this child?"
Uh? About the kid? What
Ning Xi thought about it, "Well... if it's a big deal, we should listen to the child's father!"
After Ning Xi finished speaking, she glanced at the little bun who was approaching her and gave him a suspicious look.
Baby, what happened
The little kid blinked his eyes, looking confused, obviously not knowing either.
Lu Jingli and Jiang Muye were also confused.
After hearing Ning Xi's words, Song Jin looked a little anxious and asked, "So... where is the child's father now? Can I meet him?"
Ning Xi found it even more strange and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door, accompanied by the sound of dripping rain.
In the wilderness, who would be knocking on the door at this time
Song Jin restrained his expression and walked outside absentmindedly to open the door.
I saw a tall man standing outside the door. He was wearing a black windbreaker and holding an umbrella in his hand. He was standing quietly in the night wind.