Chapter 40
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The little bun stood on the ground. His round head couldn't even reach Shen Yichong's waist. He could only pout and look up at him.
Shen Yichong reached out and pinched the space between his eyebrows. "You can't go on TV."
He didn't even need to think about it.
Shen Rui's little bun immediately exploded. When he looked up, the ahoge on his head trembled. His dark eyes were almost full of grievances as he complained about his father's despicable behavior.
He looked down at the tablet and his mouth puffed up angrily.
All the videos on the tablet would be kept for a long time.
They could be taken out and watched repeatedly every day. They could also be taken out and watched after a while.
They could be kept for many years as a memento.
Why could only Daddy and Mommy take photos together?
Why couldn't he go on TV?
He also wanted to be with his beautiful mommy and let those uncles record every precious day of their lives!
"Daddy, you're like a big bad guy."
The little bun was extremely indignant.
"You didn't even take me to the photos you took in the past. This is too bad!"
"Daddy, you're too treacherous!"
He came to this conclusion seriously.
Shen Yichong felt that all of his rationality and logic were about to collapse at this moment.
This son of his used to be quite sensible and had always been his little cotton jacket.
Until this time, when Yu Yaoyao was hospitalized with a concussion … everything changed …
He pinched the space between his eyebrows and felt that his lungs hurt as he breathed.
"Shen Rui, your mother and I only took wedding photos."
As he said this, he looked at his son's protesting expression and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You sneaked into my study again? Didn't Daddy tell you that there are a lot of work materials there and that you'd better play elsewhere at home? "
Ever since Yu Yaoyao made a fuss a few times and even wanted to sleep in a different room from him, he asked the servants to put away all the wedding photos and put them at the bottom of the cabinet in his study.
If his son didn't go in to look through his things, he definitely wouldn't see them.
The little bun instantly puffed up his cheeks and looked at his father.
"What's going on?"
Yu Yaoyao came out of the shower and walked over to the father and son who were confronting each other while drying her hair.
As the father and son stood like this, she vaguely felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.
Upon seeing her, Little Bun pouted and looked at her pitifully.
"Mommy …"
Shen Yichong looked at her son's depressed and pitiful appearance. She couldn't help but feel stuffy in her chest. For the first time, she wondered if she was too strict.
He reached out and stroked his son's head. His deep voice warmed up.
"The next time Daddy and Mommy take a photo, I'll definitely bring you along …"
Yu Yaoyao asked, "Do you want to take a picture with me?"
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