The little bulb threw herself into Ye Fanxing's arms very aggrieved, and was hurt by her bad father. It would be better if her mother hugged him.
Ye Fanxing said with a smile: "Didn't you tell Dad to say thank you?"
"He said it was for his younger brother."
Ye Fanxing's face darkened, and he secretly wrote down the account. Looking at comforting the little thing in front of him, "Dad is joking with you, don't believe him. Yangyang is so cute, of course he prepared it for Yangyang. My brother is so young, I can't play this now."
"Really?" Little Bulb looked at Ye Fanxing dubiously and didn't quite believe it.
Ye Fanxing laughed, "Really!"
Fu Jingyu walked in from the outside, saw the little bulb being held in Ye Fanxing's arms, and asked, "What are you doing? For such a big man, I want my mother to hold him. I'm not ashamed."
Seeing that the little bulb was about to get rid of the title of a three-year-old child, Fu Jingyu's requirements for him were also much stricter.
The little bulb looked at Fu Jingyu resentfully, and asked pitifully, "Dad, that slide is really not for me?"
"..." The expression on Fu Jingyu's face was very serious. He looked at the light bulb, and was used to abusing his son. Now, looking at his pitiful appearance, he felt a little distressed for him.
Ye Fanxing looked at his uncle, "You see how pitiful Yangyang is, what is it like being bullied by you."
Fu Jingyu came over, and without saying a word, reached out and hugged the small light bulb.
He usually likes to bully his son, but he is really afraid that Little Bulb will have a shadow in his heart.
Xiao Bulb was held in Fu Jingyu's arms and buried his head in his arms. He feels aggrieved now, and sometimes Xiao Bulb is also very sad, especially worried that his father will not love him.
Fu Jingyu is very tall, holding a small light bulb, looking at his eldest son who is almost four years old in his arms, but still looks very young, "Although it is for my younger brother, but before my younger brother grows up, you are responsible for taking care of him. "
The uncle's voice was very warm, and the small light bulb responded.
Fu Jingyu looked at his son and asked, "Why, are you upset?"
"I don't think Dad loves me at all." Little Bulb wrinkled his face and said sadly.
Ye Fanxing watched from the side, feeling a little sympathetic to him.
As adults, they all know that Fu Jingyu loves his son very much.
But in the eyes of children, they can't understand your obscure and deep love at all.
You have to hug him more and coax him more so that he can understand.
Fu Jingyu was silent for a while. When he first became a father, he was not very able to express his fatherly love in front of his son.
Sometimes I think it's for his own good anyway.
But now, looking at the light bulb like this, he couldn't help but reflect on himself.
Fu Jingyu hugged the small light bulb, lowered his head, and kissed the top of his head, "You are a fool!"
Ye Fanxing looked at Fu Jingyu helplessly, his son was like this, and he still despised others.
The little bulb looked at Fu Jingyu, "I'm not."
"Don't you know if your father loves you or not?"
Little Bulb asked nervously, "So Dad loves me?"
"Of course." Fu Jingyu sighed helplessly, and said to the little bulb: "You are Dad's first child, sometimes he may be a little strict with you, but Dad definitely loves you. Don't think about some things all day long. Yes, you are a man, like a girl?"
"Oh." After hearing Fu Jingyu's words, Little Bulb seemed a lot relieved.
Fu Jingyu hugged him and asked, "Can you come down now?"
"I want Dad to hold it." The little bulb was in his arms and refused to let go.
Although he is a bad father, he is very happy to be held by his father.
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