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Pei Yiting can only change the story of a little tadpole looking for his mother.

Just like before, when he got started, Qibao interrupted him abruptly.

She said she had heard the story.

"Then the tortoise and the hare race." Pei Yiting resisted being speechless, patiently looking for the little princess.

The result later was that he hadn't picked out what Qibao wanted to hear, and Qibao, who was already so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, slowly fell asleep when he got up and fooled him from time to time.

Pei Yiting was almost sweated profusely by Qibao, but now he was completely relieved.

Sure enough, being a father is not so easy.

As for being a mother, it is even more difficult.

He turned around and hugged Xia Yueqing, and leaned close to her ear and kissed her lightly. "You have worked hard these past few years, and you have taught Qibao very well."

Xia Yueqing also fell asleep listening to Pei Yiting's dry story, but when she heard this sentence, most of her drowsiness disappeared immediately.

Such a sensational night...

"If I could have found you sooner, I wouldn't have missed so many things about Qibao."

And now unfortunately, those regrets are irreparable.

In Xia Yueqing's phone, there are only photos that Qibao took every few months when she was young.

Three-year-old Qibao has less than ten pictures.

All good memories only exist in Xia Yueqing's head.

"It's meaningless to say this now." Xia Yueqing was silent for a while before speaking.

"Well, it doesn't make sense, then tell me, how did you and Qibao get here in the past few years?"

"Didn't Aunt Zhou already tell you?" Xia Yueqing rolled her eyes.

I'm very sleepy at night, why do I have to say this?

Pei Yiting put his arms around her waist, feeling very happy at this moment. "You didn't say it yourself. Aunt Zhou doesn't know about many things."

Compared to Aunt Zhou, Pei Yiting naturally wanted to hear about the past from Xia Yueqing.

"You don't need to blame yourself, it's not your fault, but Qibao and I didn't suffer much." Shaking her head, Xia Yueqing said bluntly.

Immediately, he picked some things about Qibao's childhood and told him.

For example, when Qibao was seven months old, she uttered the word "Mommy" for the first time, and she cried happily.

For example, at eleven months, Qibao was able to walk, she was very proud.

For another example, once Qibao accidentally cut his hand with a knife, his hand was covered with blood, Xia Yueqing almost fainted from fright.

These are small things, but when piled up, they are the bits and pieces of Qibao's growth.

In fact, at first Xia Yueqing only planned to pick up a few key points.

But while I was talking, it seemed like I couldn't control it.

Because he is Qibao's father, they can resonate strongly in this matter.

He kept talking until two or three o'clock in the night.

Xia Yueqing couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep.

But Pei Yiting couldn't be calm for a long time.

It was a pity at first, but after hearing what Xia Yueqing said, she wished she could travel back and find them early to make up for this debt.

Unfortunately, this can only be thought about.

Fortunately, they still have a future, let him make up for what he owed them.

The next day, Xia Yueqing slept until almost eleven o'clock.

When I woke up, the room was already empty without accident.

She was left alone.