The Misremembered Heart Chapter 2

"You, you are Hiccup and my father Wuwu..."

The little baby was still crying, and the fabric on Griffin Gu's shoulders was wet. He looked at his agent sister for help while holding the dumpling in his arms.

"Come in and talk." Larkin stepped aside, "If you continue crying, you will alarm the neighbors."

Griffin Gu carried Naituanzi into the living room. The little guy gradually stopped crying. Two thin arms were around his neck, and his head was on his shoulder. He was hugging him obediently. He put the little guy on the sofa. As he was about to stand up, a pair of small hands grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Dad won't leave..."

Naituanzi grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly, her big eyes were filled with tears, and they were about to fall.

Griffin Gu hurriedly sat back next to Naituanzi and took out a tissue to wipe the tears on his face.

"If you don't leave, uncle will get you a glass of water."

Naituanzi shook his little head and held his neck tightly with her soft arms.

"If you don't want water, you want daddy."

"Okay, just coax him, I'll pour it." Larkin went to the kitchen and returned with a glass of warm water.

Griffin Gu took it and handed it to Naiduanzi's mouth. On a hot day, the little guy cried for so long and sweated on his forehead. If he didn't drink some water to replenish his body's moisture, his body would be prone to problems.

"Be good, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Naituanzi obeyed him very much. He opened his fleshy little mouth and drank a whole glass of water.

Seeing that the little guy's mood had stabilized, Larkin held her knees and asked, "Baby, whose child are you? Where are your parents?"

Naituanzi was a little scared, so she grabbed Griffin Gu's collar and hid in his arms.

"I, I am from the Qiuqiu family, and Qiuqiu is my father."

Hearing this, Larkin straightened up and crossed her arms, looking at her artist critically.

I already know your name, but you still dare to argue that the child is not yours?

Griffin Gu: ...

He is unjust. He has been a virgin for twenty-four years and has never held hands with a girl. God knows where this child came from.

"Dad..." the little guy suddenly called him with a red face.

"What's wrong?"

"Want to pee..."

Griffin Gu was startled for a moment, then looked down at Naituanzi's flushed face, and couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle, take you to the bathroom."

"Daddy, let me down." When they reached the bathroom door, the little guy was kicking his feet in his arms to get down.

Griffin Gu bent down and put down the milk dumplings. He looked at the little guy who was no taller than his thighs and asked worriedly: "Can I do it?"

"Okay, dad is waiting for me outside."

The little guy walked into the bathroom with his short legs. He was afraid that his father would leave him and leave him. He stuck out his little head before closing the door and said pitifully: "Daddy, don't leave. Wait for good luck."

Seeing Nai Tuanzi's uneasy expression, Griffin Gu suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. He knelt down and gently touched the little guy's head.

"If you don't want to leave, go ahead."

Watching the bathroom door close, I suddenly thought of a question. There is no toilet for children at home. How can such a little kid go to the toilet?

Just when I was hesitating whether to go in and take a look, I heard the sound of flushing the toilet from inside the door. Then the bathroom door was opened. I turned my head and saw the small stool next to the toilet. I felt an inexplicable pride in my heart that I am worthy of being my own kid. feel.

He stretched out his hand to hold Naituanzi's hand and paused for a moment.

How much he liked this baby, he actually took on the role of father so quickly.

"Dad?" The little guy held his finger and shook it, with a hint of worry on his chubby little face.

Griffin Gu smiled at Naituanzi, "Uncle, everything is fine."

Two minutes later, Larkin was sitting on the sofa opposite her, one large and one small who looked very similar, looking at each other.

After half a minute like this, she pointed her cell phone camera in front of her artist.

"Tell me what's going on."

This kid is a carbon copy of Griffin Gu. Only a ghost would believe him if he said he was not related by blood.

"this......"

It seems like, is this nugget really the child he left among the people? But he is a virgin.

Griffin Gu looked at the two very similar faces in the camera, one large and one small, and fell into self-doubt.

"Gululu------"

A noise pulled him back.

"Dad, little Jixiang is hungry." The little guy covered his growling stomach, grabbed the corner of his clothes and said with a milky voice, "Jixiang wants to eat the braised pork ribs made by daddy."

"Baby, you're showing off your secrets." Griffin Gu gently pulled at the chubby cheeks of the milk dumplings, "Uncle doesn't know how to make braised pork ribs."

Let alone braised pork ribs, he can't even cook porridge.

"Exposed?" The little guy suddenly covered his crotch with his small hands and said pitifully with his big eyes wide open, "Dad, Ji Xiang needs to change his pants."

Griffin Gu was puzzled, "What happened to the pants?"

"Ji Xiang's pants are broken and his penis is about to be exposed. It's so wet..."

Griffin Gu: ...

Baby, that's not what I mean when I say revealing my secrets.

"The pants are not broken." He quickly hugged the baby boy and coaxed him, "Uncle is teasing you. The baby's pants are fine and not broken."

"Really? Dad didn't lie to Ji Xiang?"

"I didn't lie to you, it's really not bad."

The little guy sniffed, lowered his head and let go of his little hands. After seeing that his penis was not exposed, he grinned.

In the past, when Jasper Xiao's pants were ruined, his father would laugh at him for revealing his secret. Just now I heard his father say that and thought his pants were ruined again.

"Dad, Jixiang is so hungry."

Nai Tuanzi had just cried twice and consumed too much energy. Now her stomach was rumbling non-stop. Griffin Gu originally wanted to order takeout, but then thought that the child was too young and eating takeout was too unhealthy, so he turned to ask his agent Does my sister know how to cook?

Larkin shrugged, "Don't count on me. It's okay to fry the kitchen, just cook."

Griffin Gu: ...

"I'll do it." He rolled up his sleeves, "Baby, you want to eat braised pork ribs, right? Wait for your uncle to cook them for you right away."