His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1633

The door opened, and there was a five or six-year-old boy standing in front of the door, holding a gift in each hand, looking at him with big bright eyes.

The child's facial features are very familiar, almost the same as someone else's, so delicate.

Feng Xian recognized the child, but waited for him to speak.

The child looked at his face for a while, then bowed slightly, and said very politely: "Hello, Uncle Feng, I'm He Boye, this is my father He Yan and mother Wen Xi speaking to you." A gift from my aunt."

The little voice is very loud and energetic.

Feng Xian hooked his lips, squatted down, and asked him: "How do you know that I am the person you are looking for?"

"I've seen your photos and news, and Dad told me your stories."

Feng Xian raised her lips: "Oh? Your father still pays attention to my story?"

"Of course, because my grandpa often tells stories about you in front of them, and then my mother said you are handsome, and my father became jealous, and then he followed you."

This logic is barely smooth.

Feng Xian was pleased by the second half of the sentence, touched his head, and said: "Then I will accept it, you are a good boy, thank you."

The voice is soft and warm.

The little guy tilted his head, looked at him curiously, and said, "It's strange, you're not as indifferent as my father said, he said you never praise others, and you don't say thank you."

Feng Xian raised his eyebrows: "He really said that about me?"

"Isn't it? My father doesn't talk nonsense, others say he is an upright gentleman!" The little guy compared his height and even wanted to jump up, his eyes were full of admiration for his father.

Feng Xian did not deny that when he was a teenager, he was indeed somewhat defiant, and he never paid attention to people who were not congenial in conversation, and even had a poisonous tongue.

At this time, his eyes were soft: "Do you want to eat peach cakes?"

The little guy's eyes lit up: "Yes! But my father doesn't let me eat so much sweets. He said it's for girls, but my sister can eat more."

Feng Xian hooked his lips: "Uncle treats you to dinner today."

"Oh yeah!"

After jumping a bit, he turned his head and said to the woman behind him, "Auntie, you can't tell my father."

The woman smiled forcedly.

As soon as the little guy slipped into the room, he glanced at him: "Isn't Auntie here?"

"You looking for her?"

"Yes, I want to take a picture with her."

Feng Xian handed him the plate of dim sum, and asked casually: "Taking pictures? Are you her fan?"

The little guy took a bite and nodded: "Yes!"

Feng Xian glanced at the bed inside, and said softly: "Auntie has a baby, she is resting."

"When Auntie is resting, is the baby also resting?"

"Um."

The little guy lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked seriously: "Uncle, how did the little baby come here? They all said that I am the crystallization of the love of my parents, but I still don't understand."

Feng Xian: "..."

He knew that children were troublesome.

"You'll know when you grow up."

"My dad said that too, but it will be many, many years before I grow up." He frowned in distress.

Feng Xian brought him another piece of peach cake: "This question, pass."

"Uncle doesn't know?"

"Know."

"Then why didn't you say it?"

"..."

"Uncle, isn't this child yours? Why can't you tell?"

Feng Xian looked at the direction of the eye bed again, and secretly said: It must be a daughter.