Mr. Dior

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Father Jiao's eyes widened gradually, and he pointed at Zhang Chenxi with a stupid voice: "You, what do you say?"

Jiao Qi hurried to Zhang Chenxuan and told him to stop talking: "Dad, he drank too much, ignore him." Then he pushed Zhang Chenxuan into the car.

However, Lord Jin could not understand the mood of Xiaojiao's wife at this moment. Standing in the same place as the sea **** needle, she reached out and took the little guy who jumped up and down into her arms, and touched it with pity: "Even if you find me in the future, don't be embarrassed Yan Yan ... oh! "

"Dad, let's go first." Severely stepped on the old attack, plugged people into the car before Dad pulled out his cane, stepped on the throttle and left.

In the rear view mirror, seeing Dad who finally reacted and started jumping, Jiao Qi had a headache and gave him a sympathetic glance at Zhang Dazhen on the co-driver.

"Why don't you let me talk to your father? I'm ready to persuade him."

"Shut up, you!" Jiao Qi stared at him squintingly.

"Hmm ..." He was scolded by the little wild cat, and Master Jin's godfather was not upset. He grabbed the hand resting on the joystick and rubbed it gently. "It's all here, what are you afraid of him doing? I am Your father. "

"Slap!" Master Jin slaps his arm again.

Today's children are really not good at discipline. They kick their noses on their faces and start to fight godfathers. Zhang Chen sighed and turned to look out the window. He found that the car was heading towards the city center, and frowned: "Where are you going? I said it was mine this weekend, and now I have to go back to the villa."

"Guangzong is still at home, pick it up." Going back to the villa was the happiest time for the dog, this time a week.

In the apartment, the aunt had just cleaned the room. Little Golden Retriever apparently had enough to eat and drink, and was drying his belly on the carpet in the living room. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he squatted to the foyer waiting for the host to enter.

"Shit!" Zhang Chenzhen reached out and picked up the puppy and raised it in front of Jiao Qi. "This is Xiaoxi brother. Come, call it brother."

"Wang!" Guangzong yelled in coordination, hoping to jump into Jiao Qi's arms.

Jiao Qi held the dog's head with one hand to prevent it from scurrying and gave Zhang Dayi a glance. This guy, when his father was addicted, he refused to lose his bag in front of the dog.

The family of three returned to the villa in the evening. Zhang Chenzhang parked his car outside the courtyard and threw the dog son down first. Guangzong didn't care about being treated like this by his father, and he ran into the yard happily and fluttered on the grass.

As soon as Jiao Qi got out of the car, Zhang Chenying covered his eyes: "What?"

"Shh-don't look at it first." Zhang Chen lingered behind Xiaojiao's wife, covered his eyes, and arched forward.

The world was in darkness, with warm big hands in front, and a powerful heartbeat behind it. Jiao Qi couldn't help but smile slightly, leaning on him to walk in. As soon as I stepped into the yard, I smelled the smell of barbecue.

"Superise!" Zhang Dazhen let go of his hand.

There is a large grill on the green grass, and the chefs at home are brushing the sauce. Not far away are park-themed white wooden tables and chairs, and balloon ribbons tied to the iron fence. The steward was wearing a tuxedo, with a ridiculous pointed hat tied to his head, and the servants had clown noses.

Jiao Qi was surprised to see what was in the yard. Theme barbecue party, rarely used to do this at home, often Gao Shiqing got them to play.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Chenyi picked up a pink balloon for him, and he raised his son for the first time, and he didn't know how to do it properly.

child……

Jiao Qi took the ball and knocked on the old attacking head. How did this guy think he was a minor?

"Don't hit my head," Zhang Dazhen looked at Xiaojiao's wife seriously, "I can indulge you in everything else, but when you are young and orderly, you must talk about the rules at home. The only rule I have here is not to hit Godfather's head! "

□ □ The head of the son means that the son climbed above Lao Tzu's head.

Jiao Qi crooked his hands expressionlessly, and the balloon struck Zhang Dabang's head again, making a crisp "snap" sound.

"..."

I can't live this day! Master Jin was very depressed, and felt that he had not raised a dry son, but had a father.

"Well, what about your party?" Gao Shiqing, who came out for a walk in the evening, passed by and stretched out his head to see.

"General Manager." The housekeeper greeted him kindly.

Jiao Qi entered the room to change clothes. Zhang Chenzheng was playing with the dog. He looked up to see the good guys and beckoned him to come in. "Just you are here, let's eat together."

"I can't help it, I lose weight," Gao Shiqing touched the little golden retriever spinning around him, determined, "Why do you think of having a party?"

"Little things like it, coax him to play." Zhang Chen smiled vaguely and lifted his chin into the room.

Small things ... Gao Shiqing looked at the dog in his hand, and then looked at the direction pointed by Zhang Chenzhang. Obviously, he was not talking about Guangzong. Thinking of the conversation in the gym yesterday, he couldn't help but startled. "No, you, did you take someone back to the villa? Why are you so confused, you ..."

Without saying a word, Jiao Qi, who changed his home casual clothes, came out: "Shi Qing is here, sit down."

"... Jiao brother, ah ha ha," Gao Shiqing said with a smile, eyes watching Jiao Qi and smiling, carrying Zhang Chenzheng an elbow, his teeth moved his mouth and lowered his voice and asked, "Tell him, A little thing? "

"Well," Zhang Chenxi smiled proudly, "cute, hehe."

"You guys in the city really play ..." Gao Zong, who was donkey, indignantly said, "Guangzong, if there is any extra dog food, give it to Uncle Gao."

Guangzong was unknown, so he licked Uncle Gao's face and drooled.

Gao Shiqing, who was hit hard, was unknowingly stuffed with skewers by the housekeeper. When he realized that he was about to lose weight, he had already eaten a lot. Come on, this week's exercise was done for nothing! In grief, I ate five roasted oysters.

Jiao Qi also had a good time. He couldn't eat the salty and spicy kebabs on the street. The ingredients at home are clean and the seasoning is suitable. Seeing that Lao Gao was so fragrant, he couldn't help but eat more.

However, it turns out that if you have a bad stomach, you still need to be cautious. Even if the ingredients at home are clean, you ca n’t eat more barbecue. As soon as he lay on the bed after dinner, Jiao Qi felt nauseous, ran to the bathroom quickly, and vomited.

The prince Jin, who whistled upstairs to enjoy the little fresh meat, suddenly changed his face, and then went in to slap Jiao Qi back.

"Xiao Cat, eat your stomach badly." Zhang Chen frowned, handing him a glass of water to rinse his mouth. Poor child, I have n’t eaten anything for a long time, so I ate so much at once.

Jiao Qi couldn't argue with him, gargle and vomited. At night, the oysters may not be too cooked, because Gao Shiqing wants to eat the tender ones, and some of them have not been roasted for too long. I probably took a few of them by mistake and roasted them for Gao Shiqing ...

The food eaten at night was vomited clean, Jiao Qi was lying on the bed like a cat in the rain.

Zhang Chenzheng originally wanted to tease him. Seeing him like this, he was a little panicked. He nervously called Duode and asked him to rush to the villa within an hour.

"I'm okay, just take some stomach medicine." Jiao Qi didn't let his name be Duode, and this night people let people run over.

"No, can you tell if this is bad or is it food poisoning? It ’s not advisable to take medicine by yourself if you do n’t see a minor illness. It ’s not good to listen to your father.” Zhang Chenxi ’s tender and tender wife , Was successfully awarded a slap by Xiaojiao's wife.

Hurrying to hurry up, Dr. Tak finally entered the Zhangjia villa in the 59th minute: "The first thing to say is that the emergency department that arrives within the specified time will be charged extra money."

"I have money. Come and see him soon." Master Jin looked like an ancient tyrant, and he drank a sweaty puppet doctor, asked him to come and see the concubine, and he said, "If you don't like it, cut it. "It's your head".

Reid shrugged, giving money is God, whatever you want to drink.

"No big problem, it ’s just eating unfamiliar food. His stomach is fragile, so the response is relatively large. Drink hot soup and warm it up. If you vomit at night or have diarrhea, remember to add water." When he was too old, he didn't prescribe Jiao Qi, and let him take some stomach medicine that he usually eats.

Dr. Tak was taken away, and the steward brought a bowl of hot soup. Zhang Chenzheng took it, sat down beside the bed, and fed Jiaoqi a spoonful. In front of the housekeeper, he was really embarrassed, and Jiao Qi tried to regain the spoon several times. The steward over there didn't seem surprised, and he carefully stuffed a napkin around his neck and wished him a pleasant meal.

The housekeeper went downstairs, and Jiao Qi didn't bother to fight again, and let Zhang Dazhen feed it with joy.

"You say you, do n’t force it if you ca n’t eat it. How can I force myself to please him?" The gentle Lord Jin sighed. "Don't do things you don't like for me, I just want you to grow up healthy."

"..." Jiao Qi didn't want to ignore him, biting the bowl and sipping the soup.