Chapter 690

When she came back, she only had a little contact with the child.

What she was sad about was that she missed the most interesting moment of her child's growth. From a baby doll whose words were not coherent, he had begun to learn control investment. It was almost unimaginable for her.

What else could he do?

Winson relaxed his eyebrows and looked at her. He blinked and said, "Are you really not angry for that?"

Jessica chuckled and pulled him up from the ground. She patted the dust on his butt and took the opportunity to teach him a few lessons. "How old are you? You are still a boy. How can you sit on the ground and make a scene? Who taught you..."

Winson pouted and blushed. He stretched out his arm and carried the bag.

When he could not get anything, he would sit on the ground and cry, so that they would give him what he wanted.

If he didn't want to go to class, he could also sit on the ground and make a scene.

Of course, the premise was when his father was not here.

He said