Xiao Qiao blinked his big black eyes, obviously talking nonsense, but with this serious appearance, Qiao Xu couldn't bear to confuse him.

The word "stepfather" was newly learned when he was watching TV a few days ago, and it happened to be used at this time.

Qiao Xu gritted his teeth, looked at Lu Moqing, who had no intention of refusing at all, his eyes sank, his face was cold, and he said, "Lu Moqing, you say something!" ”

"Say what?"

Lu Moqing raised his eyes to look at Qiao Xu, his three-dimensional thin lips, and hooked up slightly, "Say I'm his own father and not his stepfather?" ”

Qiao Xu was choked by his words, admitting it and denying it.

Qiao Yi looked at the two people in front of him, stopped his gaze on Qiao Xu's face, and said seriously: "Xuxu, don't pick and choose, I think this uncle is very suitable for you, and the most important thing is that I look like my uncle, if I go out, others will not think that I was born to you and another man." ”

Qiao Xu: "......"

Lu Moqing: "......"

Son, you weren't born to another man.

Qiao Xu looked at the trace of expectation in his son's black and white eyes, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that over the years, seeing other children with their fathers, although this child never mentioned it, he still had a desire and admiration for his father in his heart.

opened her mouth, she looked at Qiao Yi, and said with a solemn expression: "Qiao Yi, did you say that you don't like the man Mommy doesn't like?" ”

Hearing this, Qiao Yi didn't think much about it, and immediately nodded, but Lu Moqing on the side seemed to guess what Qiao Xu would say, and his good-looking brows were slightly twisted.

"Good."

Qiao Xu nodded with satisfaction, raised his finger and pointed at Lu Moqing, and said, "This person Qiao Yi likes it, but Mommy doesn't like it, so can't Qiao Yi force Mommy?" ”

At this moment, Qiao Yi's face obviously showed a trace of hesitation, and his clear eyes were cast on Lu Moqing's handsome face with a slight frown, and after a moment of silence, he was still a little reluctant to give up like this.

turned to look at Qiao Xu, pursed his small lips, and said, "Don't you think about it?" ”

"Don't think about it."

Qiao Xu replied without hesitation, and seeing that Qiao showed a trace of disappointment in her eyes, she hurriedly added: "Mommy promises you, you must find someone Qiao Yi likes and Mommy likes to be Qiao Yi's father, okay?" ”

This time, Lu Moqing, who had been holding back and didn't speak, finally couldn't listen anymore, and shot at Qiao Xu with cold eyes, "Qiao Xu, are you going to die for me?" ”

Qiao Xu gave him a bland look, as if he was saying to Lu Moqing, "I died long ago." ”

Lu Moqing put the chopsticks on the dining table, stood up from the dining chair with a dark face, reached out and grabbed Qiao Xu's arm, and his dark eyes added a little coldness, "Do you think my temper has changed for the better recently?" ”

When he said this, his lips were almost close to Qiao Xu's face, and in the eyes of those who didn't know, the relationship between the two was very close and ambiguous, and the hot air overflowing from her lips gradually spread along her cheeks to the roots of her ears, crispy and numb.

Qiao Xu frowned, very repulsive to such a feeling, and saw his son's black and white eyes, and stopped at the two of them with curiosity.

Qiao Xu didn't want the child to know more about the matter between her and Lu Moqing, so she said to the little nanny on the side: "Xiaolin, take Qiao Yi up to take a bath." ”