Half an hour later, when Xicheng came back downstairs, he had already changed into a clean suit, with a woolen black coat draped over his arm, and was carrying a large bag in one hand.
In one corner of the living room, the little one was focused on playing a children's keyboard.
Bai Sao was in the kitchen, Lao Zheng was keeping an eye on him, and when he saw Xicheng come over, he immediately stood up.
"Master, feel free to go, we will take care of the child."
At this moment, the little one also turned his face, saw him, and immediately lifted his mouth in a smile, getting up to bring the keyboard to him.
"Daddy, keyboard!"
"Niannian likes the keyboard, right?" Xicheng bent down to hold the keyboard, which was still a bit heavy for the little one, "Let's not play the keyboard now, how about we ride in the car with Daddy?"
The little one let go of the keyboard, "Car!"
