on the way back to the hotel, Zheng Yujie received a phone call from the company. There are some things that need her to deal with. Tomorrow is the press conference. After leaving her work for so long, it's time to go back to the company!

So Zheng Yujie put Yang Guo down at the door of the hotel and watched him wave his hand into the hotel a little reluctantly. Then she started Maserati and left with Zheng Taiming, who began to become nervous again.

The words were divided into two parts. Yang Guo held Qiqi back to the room. At this time, Qiqi was very hungry. She didn't know how to express her eagerness to drink grandma, so she had to rub her head against her father's cheek and was anxious to cry!

Yang Guo also coaxed her daughter and hurried to action. When I went out before, I didn't consider it carefully and didn't prepare afternoon milk for my daughter. It's really not awesome!

Looking at Yang Guo holding the bottle, she hurried up and down, but didn't give it to her. Qiqi, who was covered by Yang Guo with a strap on her chest, leaned forward and stretched out his hand to ask for it.

"Hey, not yet!" Yang Guo quickly stretched his left hand, took the bottle away, took back his right hand and pressed Qiqi back. He is now disinfecting the bottle with hot water. If Qiqi burns it, how can he get it?

Yang Guo comforted her daughter and said, "wait a minute, dad will do it for you right away!"

But Qiqi can't understand it. In her little head, she may think that the dearest and loveliest father not only ignores her hunger, doesn't give her a drink, but also hurts her grandma!

"Whoa, whoa!" Under the interweaving of hunger intolerance and difficult grievances, Qiqi finally broke out.

Qi Qi not only cried bitterly, but also twisted around in Yang Guo's arms especially sadly, and even twisted with Yang Guo on her back. Every time she twisted, she tried her best, and felt desperate to get rid of it. The little arm shook and hit in the air, and some hit Yang Guo's face.

"Ouch!" Yang Guo's cheek was hurt by his daughter. Why is the little villain so strong?

Yang Guo is also a little angry. Aren't they all busy preparing milk for you? Why are you so uncooperative? How can you do this nonsense, make milk powder and distract yourself from taking care of you? Dad is not three headed and six armed!

He simply put the bottle down heavily, then untied the strap and laid Qiqi flat on the sofa. He sat down beside her and looked down at her.

Qiqi was also frightened by the bottle's slam. She was very sad and burst into sobbing. After a while, her eyes barely opened, and her long eyelashes were stained with tears. Still choking, Qiqi looked at her father with a serious face and looked for a full bottle.

Yang Guo stood still, just looking at Qiqi.

Qiqi's cry died away, leaving only the twitching wings of her nose and tears on her face. She pouted her small mouth and stretched out her hands to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo knows that this is the posture that Qiqi wants her father to hug. Originally, she wanted to fight with her daughter, but at this moment, looking at her poor appearance, Yang Guo's heart suddenly softened and leaned down to hold her up.

"Lie down..." Qiqi leaned against Yang Guo's neck and called softly.

Yang Guo painfully took out a small towel to wipe away the tears for his daughter, and gently said, "Qiqi, dad is also wrong. He shouldn't ignore you like this. Will dad make milk for you now?"

Yang Guo held his daughter in one hand and continued the unfinished milk powder washing work with one hand. He began to realize that his mood was a little wrong just now!

"What's the matter? Why is it so easy to get angry like a child?" Yang Guo questioned himself in his heart.

"Is it because the heart is no longer pure?" Looking at her daughter's clear, bright eyes, Yang Guo began to slowly explore the root of the problem.

Like today's luxury shopping, my mentality has changed! Yang Guo can feel it, or he can go back to just now. He is still a little complacent. It seems that he should live a rich life and enjoy the service of others like a young master.

Yang Guo was angry at Qiqi's non cooperation. He felt that he was lucky to make milk powder for her so hard. How could she be so noisy? "Since you make trouble, go ahead! I won't serve you, okay?" That's what Yang Guo just thought!

Now in retrospect, Yang Guo fought a cold war. How did he become like this? Take care of your daughter, coax her when she cries, and feed her when she is hungry. Isn't this what parents should do? How can you leave everything and fight with a baby who is still in infancy?

Yang Guo's heart is full of remorse: you can't do this! Poverty and lowliness cannot be removed. How can one change the value concept he has always adhered to because of temporary enjoyment? Yang Guo, you are not such a person! Never become a person you hate!

After washing the milk powder, hungry Qiqi can't wait to hold Yang Guo's pacifier and suck it. She also stretches out her hands, one on the bottle and the other on her father's big hand. Yang Guo looked at Qiqi with a little wet hair. He leaned forward, kissed his daughter's small head with milk fragrance, and advised: "take your time, don't drink so fast!"

A large bottle of milk soon bottomed out. Satisfied after eating, Qiqi burped under her father's gentle slap on the back. She herself was stunned for a moment, and then covered her eyes a little shyly and giggled. Yang Guo looked at his daughter's lovely appearance, and his heart was melting!

After feeding Qiqi milk powder, Yang Guo was also hungry. He didn't plan to go out and called the waiter to deliver the meal. When waiting for the meal, Yang Guo took Qiqi for a walk in the room and circled around the sofa.

Qiqi was a little depressed after drinking milk. She leaned her small head on her father's shoulder, and her wet hair rubbed against his neck. Yang Guo only felt soft and comfortable.

"Lie down..." Qiqi began to murmur a single tone again.

"No," Yang Guo corrected her tirelessly, "it's not lying down, it's dad."

Every time Qiqi says "lie down", Yang Guo will say "Dad" five or six times like a repeater like before.

"Dad." Qiqi twisted her head, put her small mouth under her father's neck and said.

"It's dad, say dad!" Yang Guo didn't pay attention, but said a little absently.

"Dad."

Yang Guo was stunned. He couldn't believe it. He tentatively said, "Dad?"

"Dad!" Qiqi's voice is clean and clear, and the land is very clear.

Yang Guo heard clearly this time!

Here!

Yang Guo suddenly felt a burst of tears. Although he held back, his eyes were red and his nose was badly blocked.

This is a joy that rushes to my heart without warning!

This is also a surprise that makes people feel overwhelmed! No, where is surprise enough? Ecstasy can correctly describe Yang Guo's mood at the moment.

Qiqi, she called Dad!

Qiqi, she knows how to call Dad!

Qiqi was able to emit some simple tones a month ago, but those are meaningless single tones!

Yang Guo doesn't know whether Qiqi knows the meaning of the word "Dad", but it doesn't matter, because the first sentence Qiqi will say is "Dad"!

Yang Guo suddenly felt that in order to take Qiqi, the difficulties and pressure he had experienced in the past six months were worth it! What happiness can be compared with those experienced by him and Qiqi?

I waited anxiously for a long time, and the moment my daughter was taken out of the delivery room!

Rushing back, my daughter opened her eyes for the first time and saw her father first!

The first time to bathe her daughter, change diapers, coax her to sleep, and so on, many first times!

And now, the first thing my daughter will say is her dearest and favorite "Dad"!

A hundred years is too long, but Yang Guo knows that he will remember these moments for a lifetime!

The joy is always uncontrollable. Yang Guo immediately picked up his mobile phone and dialed it to his father, mother, sister, song Zhiwen, Godfather and godmother. Even Duan Xueqing, Zheng Yujie and other good friends did not fall behind. He just wanted to share this joy and pride with the world!

Of course, not everyone responded happily, just like her mother xujinfeng. Now she knows that her son went to the capital thousands of miles away without saying a word. She ignored Yang Guo's other words at all, grabbed the microphone and gave Yang Guo a fierce training. Yang guohan dripped all over the floor, echoing his heart wrongly, and then dealt with his mother.

After the phone call, Yang Guoxin was still sweet. He took a group photo of himself and his daughter with his iPhone, and then posted it on Weibo, revealing his mood at this moment as before.

This Weibo was reopened by him a few months ago. Because of his ex girlfriend's relationship, the previous Weibo was angrily deleted, and then it was simply cancelled.

On the new Weibo, he sends a few photos almost every few days, which are all about his life with his daughter. Although there are only a few close friends among the fans and dozens of college classmates who followed Yang Guo again and again, which looks pitiful, Yang Guo feels it doesn't matter. He writes this microblog mainly to record Qi Qi's growth process.

The food was also delivered quickly. Yang Guo ordered a relatively simple set meal of two dishes and one soup, a plate of fried beef with tea tree mushrooms and a plate of emerald tofu. The soup is the famous old capital pimple soup in Beijing.

Although the food in the North tastes light, Yang Guo still eats it all.

When you are in a good mood, you naturally have a big appetite, don't you?

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