So Leng Sichen changed his words, "Change to tea."

"I don't like tea either!" Xiaobai's face worsened.

Leng Sichen only regarded him as a tantrum, and continued to ask indifferently: "Then what do you like?"

"Honey water!" The little guy stared at him, and answered seriously.

Leng Sichen looked slightly startled, then glanced at the bandage on his hand, his deep eyes seemed to be covered with stars for an instant, and he chuckled, "Okay, honey water."

Xiaobai was finally satisfied, and felt that he was too witty.

Honey hydrolyzed wine.

After eating breakfast, Leng Sichen was about to go to work, but stopped at the entrance of the entrance, and glanced at his son who was sitting on the sofa holding his tome.

The nanny said that this child is very easy to take, as long as he gives him a book, he can stay at home quietly all day.

But after all, he is a five-year-old boy, at the age of playfulness, but he was kept at home like this all day, even his mother could not see...

He had never thought about it.

It seems that he really doesn't know how to be a father.

The little guy who was reading saw that the person who was about to go out turned back again, his eyes could not help but a little suspicious.

Leng Sichen walked over slowly and sat down beside his son, "Would you like to go to the company with me?"

Xiaobai immediately widened his eyes when he heard the words, and there was a hint of excitement that was not easily detectable in the suspicion and confusion.

Leng Sichen caught it naturally and sensitively, and directly took the little guy's hand, "Let's go!"

Xiaobai finally recovered, tilting his head up and asking: "Can I take the kids to work?"

"Of course, my company has the final say."

"But... being seen by me... will affect you!" Xiaobai stopped hesitantly.

The little guy is young, but very sensitive. Although he has a very high emotional intelligence and a high value, he is not bullied too much because of his fatherlessness, but he can often hear things like illegitimate children and Jinyojin from his back...

Seeing the little guy's bleak expression of inferiority, Leng Sichen's heart was cut, squatting down, and recognizing each word and saying to him, "Of course, it is influential..."

Xiaobai's expression became stiff, her lips pressed tightly, but in the next second she was hugged by a warm and generous embrace, and the man's low voice rang in her ears, "Others will be especially jealous of me, having such a good son!"

Xiao Bai lay down on the man's shoulders in a daze. His big eyes were startled at first, and then slowly filled with tears. He tried his best to resist falling, and muttered, "I didn't admit that it was your son!"

In the next second, his entire vision suddenly rose, and he was hugged by the man's strong arms.

"I can go by myself." He didn't forget that Xiang Ruo's injury was not completely healed.

"It's okay, not far to the parking lot."

It was such a short journey that made Xiaobai remember for many years, and he still often remembered it when he became an adult.

I remembered the height and sight I had never felt at the time, the strong and powerful heartbeat in my ears, and the hard, broad arms and steady footsteps of that person different from Mommy...

That was probably the first time he felt what the word "father" was.

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In the parking lot, the driver, Zhang, waited for his boss to come down as usual.

The boss is always punctual, but today is a few minutes late.

He was looking at his watch, and suddenly Yu Guang caught his boss coming over. Of course, this is not the point. The point is, what is the boss holding in his arms?