If he hadn't felt that Chu Zhaoyang was so old and had a child, it was really inappropriate, otherwise he might have thrown Chu Zhaoyang back to his room like a chicken.
Chu Zhaoyang pursed his lips and looked at Gu Nian pitifully instead of looking at Gu Licheng.
Gu Nian never expected that when he came back three years later, Chu Zhaoyang would have such a painting style.
The silence and few words coupled with the pitiful eyes didn't match each other no matter how she looked at him.
Gu Licheng was furious, what kind of big-tailed wolf was this man pretending to be!
That feeling of grievance was quite pretending!
Chu Zhaoyang reached out and gently tugged on Gu Nian's sleeve: "I just want to spend more time with Nian Nian and Little Millet Cake, and say a few more words."
"It's already nine o'clock, Little Millet Cake needs to go to bed." Gu Licheng was uncompromising and did not pity Chu Zhaoyang at all.
Chu Zhaoyang lowered his head and asked the little guy: "Are you sleepy?"
The little guy was excited now and not sleepy at all.
But this didn't mean that he could let Chu Zhaoyang in!
Although, he had already acknowledged this father a little bit today.
However, he still couldn't let him take away his mother so quickly.
The little guy's eyes were filled with excitement, but he opened his mouth wide and pretended to yawn.
"I'm sleepy." The little guy squeezed his eyes several times, but couldn't squeeze out any dry tears. He simply hugged Gu Nian's legs and buried his face in her legs.
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
You bastard, take advantage of his woman!
The little guy happened to rub Gu Nian's legs twice more, and his voice was sweet and soft: "Mom, I'm sleepy. Let's go to bed early tonight."
After a pause, under Chu Zhaoyang's angry gaze, he added: "Mom, hug me to sleep."
Since she was hugged by the little guy, her heart softened and she couldn't care less about Chu Zhaoyang's expression.
She didn't even know how dark his face was now.
Gu Nian rubbed the little guy's head, then held his hand, raised her head and said to Gu Licheng: "Dad, Mom, uncle, you go back and rest quickly. We are all tired after shopping all day today."
The two elders had already gone back to the room to rest early.
Mu Dingjie was really not tired. He had not been able to play well in all these years.
In the past, Cui Xinmei scolded him for being incompetent at home every day, which made him feel very depressed.
Now he felt relaxed and happy, and he could still play in the light of his niece, and he was no longer tired.
Mu Dingjie nodded cheerfully: "Okay, you guys should go to bed early."
Seeing that Chu Zhaoyang was still motionless, Gu Nian felt hot in her heart and reached out her hand.
Thumb and index finger pinched the corner of his sleeve and shook it slightly.
It was so light that Chu Zhaoyang felt as if her fingers were tickling his heart twice, making his heart feel soft and itchy.
Looking down, he saw that her fingers were thin and soft, as white as jade.
The small movements were like coquettishness. Chu Zhaoyang's throat slid and he swallowed hard. He finally held back and did not hold her hand and pulled her into his arms.
"Go back to sleep quickly." Gu Nian said softly.
Chu Zhaoyang was depressed that he couldn't sleep with his own woman in his arms. What was this?
He nodded dullly, and before leaving, he still said without giving up: "If anything happen, just call me, and if you miss me, just tell me.
"Humph!" Gu Licheng snorted heavily, reminding him that he was still here.
Gu Nian smiled and said, "Go back quickly, we'll see you tomorrow morning."
Chu Zhaoyang reluctantly walked at the end, turning back to look at Gu Nian every step of the way. That look was extremely pitiful.
While Gu Licheng and the others were walking in front, Chu Zhaoyang suddenly turned around and rushed back with a long stride. He covered the little guy's eyes with one hand and quickly kissed Gu Nian's lips.
Moved quickly, in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water.
He kissed her quickly, and by the time Gu Nian reacted, he had already let go of Gu Nian.
The little guy grabbed Chu Zhaoyang's hand covering his eyes and said angrily: "Dad, why are you covering my eyes? Are you doing something bad?"
Gu Licheng heard what the little guy said and immediately turned around, using his cane to fight Chu Zhaoyang.
Gu Nian's face was red and burning.
It's not like the little guy really didn't understand anything.
That kiss in the afternoon obviously didn't fool the little guy.
"Don't be naughty." Gu Nian said to the little guy.
Chu Zhaoyang curled his lips slightly and said softly to Gu Nian, "Good night."
He hoped that Gu Nian could give him a call at night just because he missed him.
Chu Zhaoyang finally let go of Gu Nian before Gu Licheng rushed over.
Looking down, he happened to see the little guy who was about to speak but was hesitant.
Actually...actually, he really wanted his father to kiss him and say good night.
But he just didn't say it!
He won't let his father know!
Gu Nian saw the awkward look on the little guy's face. She used to think that the little guy's personality was different from Chu Zhaoyang's, not as taciturn as Chu Zhaoyang.
Now it seemed that he still looked a lot like him.
Chu Zhaoyang experienced kidnapping and became reticent later on.
Before he was seven years old, he was still a naughty kid who could go adventures.
So, it's not surprising that the little guy had a lively temper.
Even with this awkward personality, they were all the same as Chu Zhaoyang.
One may say he didn't want it, but he really wanted it in his heart.
This was basically the same as Chu Zhaoyang.
So, Gu Nian picked up the little guy and said to Chu Zhaoyang, "You should also give Little Millet Cake a good night kiss."
Little Millet Cake raised his chin proudly and tilted his head to the side: "I...I didn't want a good night kiss."