Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 192. Fanwai: Happy Times in the City (1)

This is an anti-theft badge "Yes, let's go together." Yan Qingchi patted his head.

Qiqi smiled happily, with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

"However," Jiang Mochen looked at Qiqi, "I didn't notice before, Qiqi, you can no longer be called Uncle Yan."

Qiqi didn't understand, blinked and asked, "Why?"

"Because Uncle Yan married me, he is also your father." Jiang Mochen said warmly.

Qiqi turned to look at Yan Qingchi, Yan Qingchi smiled, Qiqi thought for a while, "Then I have two fathers?"

"Yes."

"However, if they are all called Dad, it will be easy to be confused." Jiang Mochen said again.

"You can add a surname," Yan Qingchi suggested to him, "Call you Papa Jiang, call me Papa Yan."

"There is no child who calls his parents like that." Jiang Mochen disagreed, he thought for a while, "You can call me father in the future, Yan Qingchi's father, so we can separate."

"Father is a bit too formal and serious, isn't he? Or let him be called Dad and Daddy?"

"Strict father and loving mother, although we are both men, in the process of raising children in the future, one must be strict and the other gentle. Compared with me, you are obviously more suitable for the gentle side, so be serious. , this kind of role assignment always makes sense."

Yan Qingchi saw that he insisted, so he didn't refute anymore. He lowered his head to look at Qiqi, and saw Qiqi was looking at the two of them curiously, "From now on, you can call me daddy and him father."

Qiqi nodded, and responded obediently: "Yes, Dad."

Yan Qingchi rubbed his hair, "You are so good."

After dinner, Yan Qingchi took out the book he bought yesterday and began to teach chess and characters. Chess is very smart, and he only needs to teach him a few times to master many characters. Yan Qingchi thought for a while, and said to him, "Qiqi, let's play a game."

Qiqi immediately put down his pencil when he heard the words, and asked him with some joy, "What game is it?"

Jiang Mochen happened to pass by, opened the door quietly, and saw Yan Qingchi and Qiqi say, "Let's play a game where you ask me to answer. Each of us has two cards in our hands, one is like , one is not like, and then I say one thing, let's show the cards together to see if we have any duplicates."

Qiqi was overjoyed when he finished speaking. He has always been somewhat resistant to expressing his preferences, fearing that because he is different from others, the other party will not like him. He lowered his head, squeezed his fingers, and didn't speak.

"Don't want to play?"

Qiqi looked up at him, "Shall we play checkers?"

Yan Qingchi watched him say this carefully, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

A few days ago, he told his agent about the termination of the contract. Although Li Jiang felt a little sorry, but for his future, he also agreed. After Li Jiang returned from abroad in a few days, he will formally terminate the contract with Xingyue. , signed Nancheng. At that time, like Jiang Mochen, he might not have much time to stay at home, so he would not be able to accompany and guide Qiqi.

When September comes, not only will he take on a new job, but Qiqi will also go to school. It's okay if he doesn't talk and likes to be silent, but if he still doesn't express his likes and dislikes as always, Yan Qingchi Worried that he might be bullied by other children.

This is not what he wants to see.

He thought for a while, picked up the eraser on the table, held it in his hand, and then stretched out his hands in front of Qiqi, "Guess, which hand of mine has an eraser in it?"

Qiqi raised his head, looked at his two hands, then reached out and touched his right hand.

Yan Qingchi spread his hands, there was nothing, "I guessed wrong~"

After speaking, he opened his left hand, "here."

Qiqi reached out to take off the eraser, looked carefully, and then looked up at him, his eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly played this with him.

Yan Qingchi didn't answer him directly, but asked him, "Do you know why you guessed wrong?"

Qiqi shook his head.

"Because you're not me, you don't know what I'm thinking. If you rely on guessing, you will always guess wrong."

"I don't understand."

"You can understand that even if I am older than you, your father is wrong, your father is also older than you, we are all adults, but we don't know your thoughts every time." He poked Qiqi's heart, "So sometimes, we need your help."