Chapter 1142 (1/2)

"Well, it looks filial." Qu Yihong nodded slightly. "Your mommy raised you so much."

"Of course." Taotao curled his mouth and raised his head like a proud peacock. "I said I would protect mummy from being sad. My grandparents and I promised, of course

Qu Yihong laid up his legs lazily and squinted at the "little Peacock" in front of him.

Although a man is small, his combat effectiveness is not average. He looks down on him.

It is worthy of inheriting the gene of his song Yihong.

But to be fair, he was not as arrogant as his son

Taotao is going to be beaten and scolded by his father. But he looks at it. He slowly looks round: "Er?"

If he is right, the gentle smile on his father's face is totally different from the dark face he expected.

He rubbed his eyes, and the father in front of him was still smiling.

"What's funny." Taotao mumbles.

"Say it!" Qu Yihong raises his eyebrows and congeals the little guy who is the big kid. "What gift do you want? I'll give it to you..."

"Ah?" Taotao was surprised. He had a big mouth and a small mouth. He didn't believe what he heard.

Dad wanted to give him a present?

Don't you want to trouble him?

He must have heard it wrong

"Don't want it." Qu Yihong leers quietly at the rich expression Taotao.

"Yes." Taotao blurted out.

As soon as the words are said, Taotao's mouth is flattened with a little chagrin.

He should be a bit reserved, or people think he wants more gifts from his father.

"What do you want?" Qu Yihong rarely asks patiently, "I'll ask someone to buy it for you later."

"Let people buy it?" Taotao flat mouth, not so happy.

It was not easy for my father to prepare a gift for him, but he also asked his subordinates to buy it. It was insincere.

No heart, no heart. I knew he wouldn't have.

Congealing the emotion that Taotao revealed, Qu Yihong smiled and reached for his mobile phone and picked it up: "I'll buy it for you when I go back."

Taotao hears the words, the mood flies in a flash, the eyebrow tip and the corner of the eye are full of smile: "Dad, I like the plane tank."

"Tank?" Qu Yihong's hand shakes, and his cell phone is hard to repair. He almost died again.

In the end is a child, usually old-fashioned, the result of a gift, immediately up in the sky.

Unexpectedly, he asked for a tank with him. Can he be glad that Taotao didn't ask for a missile with himself?

If the plane is OK, there is no big challenge. Even if the procedure is a little more complicated, we can overcome the difficulties and prepare a civil aircraft.

Let the tank go!

Where can he find a tank to give his son as a gift?

It's estimated that he really asked where there were tanks to sell. Zhan Qing caught him first

"Can't you buy a tank?" Taotao said, "can't you buy a smaller one?"

After a little meditation, Qu Yihong pulled the corners of his lips: "you can have smaller ones."

No big toy tank is too big, is it?

Later he had to ask driver Li to inquire more and see if there was any to sell.

"Really?" Taotao's eyes brightened, "then buy a small one."

“ok！” Qu Yihong made a gesture.